Tang Weiwei still maintained a posture with his head down, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly twice because of He Zhiyuan's roar.

But his body remained motionless, sitting there like a marionette.

The more he looked at Tang Weiwei's appearance, the more He Zhiyuan felt angry.

Just when he wanted to pull Tang Weiwei and ask why, he saw Tang Weiwei's left arm sideways, and then his pupils suddenly shook.

Pulling Tang Weiwei's arm strongly, He Zhiyuan asked in a solemn tone, "Who left a wound on your body?" ”

I saw that Tang Weiwei's originally fair skin had many red spots.

Those red dots don't feel like anything if you look at them alone, but when they come together at this moment, they only feel numb.

Tang raised his head slightly and glanced at He Zhiyuan, and then lowered his head silently.

She actually has her own calculations in mind.

was brought here, she really couldn't escape and He Zhiyuan resisted, but it didn't mean that she could be bullied.

Didn't He Zhiyuan care about her?

Then she wants to see what He Zhiyuan would do if he knew that Fang Tongtong had done that kind of thing to her.

He Zhiyuan's attention to her may be able to become a bargaining chip for her to leave here in the future.

Seeing that Tang Weiwei didn't speak all the time, He Zhiyuan originally wanted to be angry.

But seeing the gratuitous extra scars on Tang Weiwei's arm, he forcibly suppressed his anger.

After quickly going through the people who had come to Tang Weiwei's room during this time in his mind, He Zhiyuan said affirmatively: "Is it Fang Tongtong's hand that moved on you?" ”

At first, he felt that Fang Tongtong was useful, so he took her in, but if Fang Tongtong dared to disobey his orders and do harm to Tang Weiwei without authorization, then this chess piece did not need to continue to stay.

Gently putting down Tang Weiwei's wrist, He Zhiyuan said slowly: "Don't worry, I will never let others bully you." ”

After saying this, He Zhiyuan walked out of the room.

Seeing that he finally left, Tang Weiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Rubbing his somewhat reddened wrist that had just been caught, Tang Weiwei thought that He Zhiyuan was probably really angry this time.

Even if it was just a reprimand for Fang Tongtong, Fang Tongtong wouldn't come over to bully him again, right?

Thinking like this, Tang Weiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But after a few minutes passed, He Zhiyuan actually went and returned.

This time, he had a few yin owl breaths on his body, and for some reason there were a few wet marks on his body.

Looking at the marks on his suit, Tang Wei felt a little uneasy for some reason.

Immediately after, He Zhiyuan threw a box in front of Tang Weiwei, with a perfect smile on his face.

"I just went to ask Fang Tongtong, she used this hand to prick a needle in your body, so I cut it off and gave it to you."

Hearing this, Tang stiffened slightly, and looked at the box that fell on the bed, only to find that the box actually contained a bloody hand!

That hand was painted with bright red nail polish, and it was the original Fang Tongtong's hand!

His body was stiff and his throat tightened, and Tang Weiwei realized that he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make the slightest sound.

The man standing across from him was not a man, but a living demon who had come out of hell!

Seeing that Tang Weiwei didn't scream, He Zhiyuan touched Tang Weiwei's cheek with his bloody hand with pity.

Blood stained Tang Weiwei's face, making Tang Weiwei's body tremble.

But he was afraid of angering He Zhiyuan, so he kept suppressing the fear in his heart, and he didn't speak.

Seeing Tang Wei obediently staying over there, He Zhiyuan nodded with satisfaction, and then set his eyes on the iron chain on her body.

Picking up the chain regretfully, He Zhiyuan sighed: "I originally wanted to keep you locked up to prevent you from being disobedient and trying to escape from me one day."

But in order to prevent the next time, who will come and hurt you without knowing whether they are alive or dead, I will untie the chains on your body first. “

After finishing speaking, before Tang Weiwei could react, she felt a lightness on her feet, and the iron chains that originally bound her were untied.

But before she could be happy, she found that He Zhiyuan had put a smaller hinge on her foot.

This time, the thing was not associated with the bed, giving Tang Weiwei a certain amount of room to move.

But if Tang Weiwei wanted to escape, he would fall to the ground within a few steps.

Tang Weiwei, who had finally ignited hope in his eyes, dimmed again now.

He Zhiyuan watched the change in the expression on her face, and his heart became more and more satisfied.

Touching Tang Weiwei's hair, He Zhiyuan was so gentle that people were a little scared: "Remember to eat obediently, otherwise I will be angry." ”

Tang Weiwei's body suddenly became smart, but He Zhiyuan left the room as if he hadn't noticed it, and after putting down the new food.

Sitting alone on the bed, Tang looked at the food beside him slightly, closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, then picked up the food as if he had made up his mind, and then stuffed it into his mouth with a bang.

If she doesn't eat enough now, maybe when she has the opportunity to leave, she won't even be able to run.

While Tang Weiwei was overeating on this side, He Zhiyuan on the other side was in a good mood and returned to the study, and heard the news reported by the housekeeper.

"Mr. He, the people from the Fu family are here."

Listening to the housekeeper's words, He Zhiyuan frowned with some dissatisfaction, and said to himself: "Do they really know?" ”

Sighing, He Zhiyuan waved his hand casually: "Let him wait for me in the front hall, and I'll go over later." ”

The butler nodded, answered respectfully, and then retreated into the living room.

Fu Sichen was sitting in the living room, and after listening to the housekeeper's words, he didn't do anything, just waited over there.

After a few more minutes, He Zhiyuan was late, with a standard smirk on his face, "Why did you have the kung fu to come and sit with me today?" ”

Fu Sichen glanced at him and got straight to the point: "Tang is slightly missing." ”

"Is that so?" As the culprit, He Zhiyuan pretended to regret it, "That's really a pity, has the murderer been found?" ”

Fu Sichen looked at him for a moment: "Who is that person, I think you should know best, right?" ”

He Zhiyuan sat down and said leisurely: "If there is no evidence, please don't talk nonsense, otherwise even if you tell the matter, no one will believe it." ”