She pressed Xia Qian to the ground, and then dragged her to the front of the big **, and tore the ** sheet into strips of cloth to tie her hands. Give the power of the literature network

Her hands were tied behind her back, but Xia Qian was still struggling desperately, and Xia Tong immediately tore another strip of cloth to tie her feet.

This time, there was really no way to escape, Xia Qian didn't give up struggling, her body squirmed on the carpet, she had lost her mind at all, screaming in her mouth, she couldn't break free and had to bite her mouth.

In case she was injured, Xia Tong took a towel and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Hmm......" Xia Qian whimpered, and a lot of liquid flowed out of his mouth, nose and eyes, because he used too much force, he gradually stopped moving, and he collapsed a little.

However, the drug addiction in her body was still tormenting her, and she rolled on the ground, and after half an hour, she finally fainted......

Xia Tong stood in front of her, her eyes gradually turned red, and when she didn't move, she untied the cloth on her body and helped her lie down on the **, and then took a wet towel to wipe her face clean.

After all this, the time was already twelve o'clock in the morning, Xia Tong's eyes were red, she bit her lip and stared at Xia Qian on the ** for a long time, but she was struggling violently in her heart.

Then she sat on the sofa, supported her chin with both hands and continued to think, Xia Tong struggled all night, and when the sky began to be bright, she finally made a decision-

Call Xia Zehao and ask him to come and pick Xia Qian back!

She didn't deliberately remember Xia Zehao's phone number, so she couldn't remember it clearly, so she directly dialed the inquiry desk in China and asked the customer service lady to help check the phone number of Xia's Real Estate.

Calculate the time, the night is in the afternoon, close to the evening, it should not be time to get off work, there are still people in the company, so she dialed the switchboard directly.

Xia Tong didn't want to mention her identity as the second lady of the Xia family again, but for the sake of unnecessary trouble, she still reported her home.

The lady who answered the phone at the switchboard learned her identity and heard that she was looking for Xia Zehao, so she immediately took the phone to the general manager's secretary's office.

Xia Zehao finished the meeting, drank a cup of coffee and was about to get off work, just about to leave, the phone came in, his face sank, he was about to get angry, but he heard the secretary say that it was Miss Xia Tong calling.

"What did you say?" Xia Zehao's footsteps paused at the desk, thinking that he had misheard, "Who do you say?!" ”

"Miss Xia Tong's phone call is from Los Angeles, USA." The secretary raised his voice and said it again, his speech was clear, and the speed of speech slowed down, Mr. Xia should be able to hear clearly, right?

"Who are you talking about? Xia Tong? Xia Zehao yelled in disbelief, startling the secretary in the microphone, and then heard his eager voice, "Quick, come in!" ”

Xia Zehao's body was stiff, he sat on the edge of his desk, his breath was holding his breath, and his hand holding the phone trembled faintly.

"Hey ......" It wasn't until a familiar female voice came from the microphone that Xia Zehao believed that it was really Xia Tong, but he couldn't say a word for a while, just squeezed the microphone tightly.

"Brother, is that you?" Xia Tong saw that the other party was silent, and asked again, "Brother!?" ”

Xia Zehao felt that he was dreaming, listening to the voice of thinking day and night in the microphone, the whole person was stunned, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Brother Hao?" Xia Tong was already in a hurry, but seeing that he never spoke, he didn't think much about it, and shouted "Brother Hao".

And this sound of Brother Hao completely sobered Xia Zehao, and his heart was pinched fiercely, and Xia Zehao almost crushed the phone. It's cold and it's in the middle