She soon knew what Zhou Qi meant, because not long after he left, the originally cold room gradually became warmer.

Song Jianyi didn't care at first, but as the temperature in the room gradually became higher and the floor under her feet became hot, she realized that she was not thrown into this room at random.

It's useless to dwell on this now, I don't know what kind of heating is being used under this room. It warmed up quickly, and the air in the room became thinner.

If she continues like this, she'll die of heat here.

She was so frightened that she threw herself at the door to knock on it, but no matter how much she tried to shoot outside, there was no movement. Large beads of sweat slid down her forehead, and she stopped after a few minutes. He took off his coat and laid it on the ground, and sat on the ground to conserve his strength.

No matter how bold Zhou Qi is, now that it is a society governed by the rule of law, she doesn't believe that he will really dare to kill her.

Song Jian thought that he could calmly wait for the door to open, but he didn't. As she sweated more and more, she became thirsty.

Her psychological defense gradually collapsed under the high heat of her dry mouth, and she couldn't help but want to cry loudly. But he bit his lip tightly and held back. She slammed on the door again, but there was still no movement outside.

Her lips quickly cracked open in the heat. She curled up in small balls, as if that would ease her physical discomfort.

As she hallucinates and feels like she is dying, the door opens. She was sweating profusely in the heat, as if she had been fished out of water.

Cold air came in, and she breathed like a fish about to dehydrate. Then he looked at the door in the chaos.

Zhou Qi walked in surrounded by people, and Song Jian subconsciously tensed his body as he saw it. Zhou Qi didn't seem to notice it, squatted down and picked her up and hugged her who was drenched in sweat and clothes, and walked outside, looking down at her as he walked, snorted, and said, "Daughter-in-law, women, you have to have soft bones to be likable." If you are willing to beg me, I am not a person who does not pity the jade. You see, you've suffered in vain. ”

Song Jianyi looked up at him when he heard this, opened his mouth and asked with difficulty, "What do you mean?" ”

The corners of Zhou Qi's lips hooked, and he said casually: "The traitor has been found." Won't I hurry up and release your daughter-in-law? He lowered his head slightly, smiled and said, "So daughter-in-law, don't hold on in the future." You see that you have suffered in vain, and I feel distressed, don't I? ”

He said it half-truthfully, pretend-likely.

Song Jianyi was afraid of him, and he was powerless to care about the wrongs he had suffered. Struggling to get down, he asked, "May I ask Mr. Zhou, can I go?" ”

Zhou Qi still held her steadily, laughed lowly, and said, "Don't be a daughter-in-law, give me a chance to make amends." ”

He called Song Jianyi's hairs stand on end, she couldn't struggle, took a deep breath, and said weakly, "Please let me go first, Mr. Zhou." ”

Zhou Qi naturally didn't let her down, took her back to his private room here, and asked people to bring warm water.

Song Jianyi was already thirsty, and he knew that his backbone was useless here, so he took the water and quickly drank a bottle of water.

After drinking water, my strength was replenished and I gradually recovered. Although she was still weak, she quickly stood up and asked, "Mr. Zhou, can I leave now?" ”

"Daughter-in-law, you are too angry. You can go whenever you want, who dares to stop you here? Zhou Qi extinguished the cigarette in his mouth, "Wait until I arrange to send your daughter-in-law back in person." ”