Chapter 8: He's Married

On the dazzling highway, a number of black cars galloped past with a whistling sound.

The window was half opened, and Chang's father's eyes narrowed into a slit.

In the rear mirror, when a black Rambo sports car suddenly came out, Chang's father looked at Chang Naixin.

What does that skeptical look mean?

Chang Nai was stunned.

"Dad..."

"Let's go ......"

"Dad!"

Chang's father suddenly pressed Chang Naixin's head out of the car window and pressed it hard.

She trembled, hunched over, and her screams were blown away by the wind.

The black sports car in the back suddenly slowed down.

"Huh."

Chang's father snorted, sinister and proud, he kind of guessed who the person driving the sports car was, it shouldn't be Cheng Zufang......

The distance between the cars was instantly widened.

The car drove from daytime to evening.

But the person got off the car as early as halfway, Chang's father pulled Chang Naixin to shuttle through various paths, jungle thorns, slopes up and down, she stumbled and stumbled, shouting all the way: "Dad..."

"I can't do it anymore."

"Would you like to take a break?"

"We ......"

Chang's father was furious: "Shut up! ”

Until I ran into a house in the middle of the night.

Chang's father's hand when he opened the door was trembling.

Chang Naixin's face was covered with sweat, his hands were on his knees, and he was panting with all his might.

This house, with black tiles, gray walls, corridor layout like a passage entrance, and complete household appliances, but there is no trace of family life, it is an impersonal house.

Chang Naixin secretly glanced at this place.

But a familiar feeling began to spread from the bottom of her heart.

She just wanted to straighten up and turn on the lights to take a good look here, but she was slammed down by Chang's father, and several car lights swept over the window.

"Fuck."

Father Chang scolded secretly and roared: "You have secretly contacted Cheng Zufang, aren't you!" ”

"Nope..."

Chang's father didn't say a word, and stuck her neck into a passage.

She was locked in a door.

Chang Father: "Don't make a sound. ”

Then everything was quiet.

Chang Naixin didn't dare to stand motionless at first, and he didn't even dare to move the hair stuck to his eyes, but it was getting colder and colder.

It was an hour before she dared to light up her phone screen.

It looked like a concrete cell, dark and damp, and extremely cold.

She had the courage to pull the door, but she couldn't open it or push it open, and whispered, "Dad? ”

No response.

In the second half of the night, she couldn't bear the cold, walking back and forth to keep warm, but she still shivered.

The mobile phone signal is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and any call made will be interrupted for no reason.

Cheng Zufang's sudden call, Chang Nai's heart was excited, but he couldn't pick it up, and the phone was like a broken one.

She hurriedly shouted Cheng Zufang's name directly to the mobile phone screen.

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and Chang Nai, who was frightened, retreated again and again.

"Miss Chang."

It's the driver's voice.

She immediately shone his face with a mobile phone light, his face was bruised, and he looked like he had half a life left.

"What's wrong?"

"Where's my dad!"

Chang Nai wanted to go out, but was stopped by the driver, and he swallowed deeply: "Miss Chang, you can't go out." ”

"Why?"

"This is Mr. Chang's explanation, someone will come here to pick you up in three days."

As the driver spoke, nosebleeds flowed down, he wiped them off, and took out a large bag from behind him and threw it on the ground: "Here." ”

"There is food and drink here, as well as thick clothes, these days, I have wronged Miss Chang."

"You..."

"And!" When the driver closed the door, he turned around and said, "Cheng Zufang, he is already married." ”