Chapter 432: Cold House Riot

The police explained to her, "We received a call to the police, and someone saw a masked gangster who had kidnapped you with a sack and taken you under a bridge hole in the riverbank. ”

"What" Xu Xiangsi was shocked.

She subconsciously looked at her body, and the nurse had already helped her change into a hospital gown, but the pile of torn clothes piled up next to the bedside stimulated her pupils to beat violently.

For a moment, a terrible thought came to mind.

She bit her white lips, her slender body trembled slightly, and she cried out with a "wow".

"Miss, don't cry yet," the policeman advised her.

Xu Xiangsi cried and asked, "I, was I given by that person?"

The policeman gave her a look, and the nurse hurriedly came up to comfort her, "Miss, don't get excited, we have examined your body, and you are fine." ”

Xu Xiangsi was stunned for a moment, and asked with red eyes, "You mean, I wasn't beaten"

"Yes. It's so dangerous, I don't know what would have happened if the police had arrived late. ”

Xu Xiangsi put down his hanging heart.

Really, she was almost scared to death, and if she did, she wouldn't be able to live in the future

She sobbed twice, raised her hand to wipe her tears, and asked hoarsely, "Who kidnapped me, did you find out?"

"Sorry, when we arrived, the gangsters had already run away. But don't worry, we're going to catch him."

"Thanks, then I'll bother you"

"Next, we need your help. Please tell us in detail what happened."

Xu Xiangsi told the police everything before he passed out, and after making the transcript, the police left.

The nurse told her that a man who claimed to be a housekeeper in the cold house had made contact with the hospital and would come to pick her up later.

She sat bored on the bed, waiting for the housekeeper to pick her up, but the thought of what had happened last night made her feel a little palpitating.

She wondered who had done this to her

Was it premeditated by the enemy, or was it just a coincidence that she ran into the bad guy

Xu Xiang didn't understand his thoughts, so he only hoped that the police could catch that bad guy as soon as possible, this kind of person was too terrible.

After a while, the phone on the pile of torn clothes rang, it was Wenxuan.

"Sisi, you're finally willing to take it, I've been fighting for a whole day."

"Is there anything going on?"

"You, you forgot what day it is"

At first glance, Xu Xiangsi was stunned for a moment, and soon, she remembered.

It's bad today is the wedding ceremony of Wenxuan and Li Mu, she wondered if she was broken by that bad guy and forgot about such an important thing

"I couldn't find you anywhere at the wedding, and you didn't answer the phone, it really made me die, why didn't you?"

Xu Xiangsi said, "I'm sorry, Wenxuan, I encountered something. ”

"Ah, what's the matter, are you alright?"

"It's fine, but I missed your wedding, and I really shouldn't be."

"Okay, there's nothing you can do, don't mind, I'll bring you candy."

Although Wen Xuan said that he didn't mind, Xu Xiangsi still heard the disappointment in her words.

Come to think of it, they are the best friends, but because of this kind of unfortunate thing, they even missed the wedding of their good sisters, and the more I think about it, the more angry I become

The door to the ward was pushed open, and an old man in a tuxedo walked in slowly.

"Ma'am."

"Uncle butler, you're coming to pick me up"

"Yes, ma'am. I've heard everything, it's so thrilling, are you okay?"

She sighed softly and sighed, "It's okay." The police saved me, which was a bit unlucky, but it was a blessing in misfortune. ”

The old housekeeper looked at her with a pair of vicissitudes of old eyes, his eyes were full of pity, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't bear to say it.

"What's the matter, Uncle Butler, you look like you want to say something," she asked.

"Nothing. Madame, let's go home. ”

On the road, the old housekeeper drove the car quietly, and Xu Xiangsi sat in the back row, looking out the window with one hand on his chin.

She suddenly asked, "Uncle housekeeper, do Leng Mo and Mom know about this matter?"

After a moment of silence, the old butler said, "Perhaps, I don't know." ”

Also, Leng Mo is now talking about the acquisition in New York, and Mrs. Leng has been worshipping the Buddha at home every day since she retired, and rarely pays attention to things outside the window.

I don't know, it's okay, especially Mrs. Leng, so as not to worry her.

"If you don't know, can you not tell them," she asked tentatively.

"Yes, ma'am."

The old housekeeper replied calmly, but at an angle that Xu Xiangsi couldn't see, he obviously sighed lightly.

The old lady didn't know, but the gentleman was already on his way back.

At night, the car drove back to the cold house, but it did not go through the main gate, and obviously went around to the back.

The cold house is very large, just a courtyard is comparable to a wetland park, obviously around such a big bend, Xu Xiangsi found out.

"Uncle butler, why don't you go through the main door"

"Madame doesn't know, there is a vicious dog at the main gate recently, it's too dangerous."

"That's right."

Back at home, Xu Xiangsi sprinkled a layer of beautiful rose petals into a pool of bath water, stripped off his clothes, and soaked his tired body into it.

The warm bath water opens every pore of the body, and the skin is steamed with a faint redness.

She looked at herself in the mirror and frowned.

Near the neck, there is a hair.

She pulled her hair down suspiciously, and when she looked closely, it was short, and thicker than hers, and it was obviously not hers.

Xu Xiangsi stared at the head and suddenly remembered that he had resisted the gangster, maybe it was the gangster's hair.

Thinking of this possibility, she carefully kept the hair as evidence. Then he began to wipe his body, rubbing it vigorously, as if it was stained with something.

Of course.

She felt disgusted at the thought that she had been kidnapped into a bridge hole by a pervert without realizing it, and that her clothes had been torn apart.

Downstairs, the old butler walked back and forth in the hall, anxiously written on the old face.

A servant walked quickly, "Butler, those reporters are still blocking the gate, what should I do?"

"Nothing has left yet"

"Yes, not only did they not leave, but there were more and more people"

The old butler was anxious, but there was nothing he could do, and the servant proposed, "Or, I'll take some people and blow them away."

"No, in this way, it will inevitably cause a riot and alarm Madam, you go and bring someone to guard the door, and you must not let anyone in"

"Yes"

Looking in the direction of the gate and the fence in the distance, the old butler let out a long sigh.

Madame was scared enough when she had just encountered such a thing, and she must not be allowed to meet these reporters, otherwise she would be devastated

After washing early, Aunt Mei brought dinner up again, and Xu Xiangsi ate a few bites and put it down cowardly.

Glancing at the time, as usual, it was time to contact Leng Mo.

She sat down on the soft sofa and threw a video communication request to Leng Mo, thinking to herself, it would be better not to tell him about this for the time being.

After all, he was far away in New York, and the acquisition was already tricky, otherwise he wouldn't have stepped in personally, so he wouldn't have been distracted.

However, the communication request was never answered.

"Strange, is he busy?"

Xu Xiangsi tried again, but it didn't work, a wave of sleepiness came up, and she suddenly wanted to sleep.

In the distance at night, a few lights came over, and several luxury cars slowly drove to the gate of the cold house, but there were many interview cars parked at the door, and a group of reporters blocked the gate.

The driver of the leading Rolls-Royce desperately honked the horn, and someone outside shouted.

"It's Leng Dusheng"

In the blink of an eye, the reporters surrounded the Rolls-Royce again, and the long guns and short guns slapped at the gloomy middle-aged man in the car, and the dazzling lights made him more and more irritable.

"What are these annoying guys still doing in a daze, drive in"

The gate slowly opened, and several cars drove into the courtyard with difficulty, and the frenzied reporters wanted to rush in during the gap, but a few terrifying barks were prohibitive.

In the courtyard, two servants pulled a manic Tibetan mastiff together, almost unable to contain it.

After all, no one wants to be this guy's teether.