Missing was her mobile phone.

"Neurotic!" He Xiyan, who couldn't find the bag, slammed his fist on the cabinet door in annoyance.

It's been more than ten hours, and she has to call Xiao Wang quickly to ask about their picking, as well as some of her business partners, who will definitely call her.

And Jia Hang, who must have sent her several messages in the more than ten hours.

Thinking of what he urgently needed to deal with, He Xiyan became more upset and angry.

When she walked to the door again, she directly pushed away the aunt surnamed Yang.

She's going back, she's going back now!

……

However, she only stopped at the staircase on the second floor.

An iron door suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, blocking her vision and her steps.

He Xiyan was stunned for a moment, looking at this iron door in disbelief, and the doubt and anger in his eyes gradually turned into a shock.

She, is this captivity?

This surnamed Mo dared to imprison her?

"You can eat something first, only Mr. Mo has the key to this iron door."

Not far away, the voice of the woman was heard again. It's still that faint and faint voice, without a trace of emotion.

It's just taking people's money to do things for others, and she doesn't care what this imprisoned woman is thinking.

At this time, in a shopping mall more than 20 kilometers away from here, Mo Yixuan came out with some large and small bags, these were the clothes he bought for He Xiyan, and the jewelry he wanted to give her. He bought the best, and the clothes were all according to her current figure.

After buying these, she went to a flower shop and bought a bouquet of roses, 99 blue enchantresses, inlaid with white and pink stars in the middle. It is a beautifully packaged bouquet of roses.

Mo Yixuan took all these to his car.

This afternoon, she bought a cart full of things.

When I returned to the villa, it was already past six o'clock in the evening.

"How is she?" Mo Yixuan asked Aunt Yang, who was cleaning in the aisle.

Aunt Yang shook her head. Said helplessly:

"Mr. Mo, Miss He still doesn't eat, it's been a whole day, and she hasn't eaten a drip."

"Go make some bone broth." Mo Yixuan said in a deep voice, and then walked to the bedroom on the right with a large bouquet of flowers.

He Xiyan, who hadn't eaten for 24 hours, was a little dizzy, she leaned on the head of the bed, and in a drowsy state, she vaguely felt the sound of footsteps coming from the door.

She quickly opened her eyes, and what fell into her eyes was a pair of straight and slender legs of the man.

"I'm going back, Mo Yixuan......" He Xiyan said angrily. However, because she had not eaten for a long time, her voice seemed weak and hoarse.

Mo Yixuan paused, and did not answer, he walked in and put the bouquet of roses he bought on the desk.

The fragrance of roses overflowed, and soon there was a faint scent of flowers in the room.

He Xiyan saw the bouquet of flowers and knew that it was given to her, but she didn't need such a thing, it was an eyesore to look at.

"Let me go back!" He Xiyan said again, she had climbed down from under the bed excitedly and almost fell to the ground.

Mo Yixuan's heart twitched violently, as if a whip had suddenly swung on his chest.

He still didn't answer her question directly, but picked up a bowl of millet porridge on the table that was still a little warm.

"You need something to eat, Yan Yan ......"