Su Ziyue also followed everyone to cast curious eyes, only to see a middle-aged man in noble clothes and a tall and sturdy figure walking down from the stairs on the right side of the second floor with steady and powerful steps.

He looks like he is about to be 50 years old, but the sharp energy between his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, his deep and three-dimensional facial features, and his sharp and deep phoenix eyes can still show that this person must have been a handsome guy when he was young, but now he is still an old handsome guy.

How did she feel that this person looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, Su Ziyue was puzzled.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Humble House for this Mateshaya Charity Gala, and as the Honorary Chairman of the Oriental Charity Foundation, I am very pleased with your generous donations."

The spokesman on the stage was "crackling" a lot, and his voice was full of magnetism and infectious.

But Su Ziyue didn't listen to a word, and stood bored in place, glancing aimlessly.

Suddenly, the corner of Su Ziyue's eyes seemed to have found something, it was a person's back, a figure that he was very familiar with, if he was not mistaken, that person was Mu Zehan.

Why was he wearing the clothes of a waiter, Su Ziyue saw that the figure of the man was about to disappear, and unconsciously let go of Nan Haozhe's hand to pursue him.

She had a lot to ask him, and though she knew that maybe he wouldn't tell her, she still wanted to ask.

So Su Ziyue didn't have time to explain to Nan Haozhe, so she broke away from his hand and walked towards the figure.

Nan Haozhe only felt that his hands were empty, but he couldn't do anything, so he could only watch Su Ziyue's disappearing back.

Suddenly, an inexplicable uneasiness came over him, and he was afraid that he would never be able to hold her hand again, and he would not be able to see her bright smile.

But he can't leave now, Nan Haozhe can only wait for Su Ziyue to come back in the same place.

Su Ziyue followed the figure of the man all the way, but when she reached the end of a corridor in the depths of the garden, the man disappeared.

She moved forward suspiciously, listening carefully to the movements around her, but she was uneasy in her heart, maybe she was mistaken, that person may not be Mu Zehan at all, but the person's appearance is very suspicious, and Su Ziyue plans to track it down to the end.

Just as Su Ziyue was about to continue walking, she felt a sudden unbearable pain in the back of her neck, and then she lost consciousness and fell directly among the flowers, unconscious...

When Su Ziyue woke up again, she found herself lying in a dark hut, her hands and feet were tied with ropes and she couldn't move, and she had a piece of rag stuffed into her mouth, no matter how she screamed, she could only make a "hmm" sound.

It is really called that the heavens should not be, and the earth is not spiritual.

There were still waves of pain in the back of her neck, Su Ziyue really regretted it now, blaming herself for being too curious, so she ended up like this.

The room was pitch black, and you could barely see your fingers.

Su Ziyue concentrated on hearing some sounds, but the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and there was no sound at all.

What to do? Is he going to be trapped here, today's luck is really back, he was almost drowned in the water in the afternoon, and he was kidnapped at night, who else in this world is more unlucky than himself?

No, you can't just die innocently, you have to find a way to get out.

Su Ziyue squirmed hard and approached the door, and when she arrived at the door, Su Ziyue kicked the iron door hard with her bound feet, causing it to make a burst of piercing sounds to attract the attention of the other party.

Although he is in a weak position now, as long as he finds out the other party's situation, he still has hope of escaping.