It was rare for Jiang Yao not to lose his temper, with a smile on his face, without any for tat.

"I have no reason to follow you, and I don't want to follow you."

The hot water in the kitchen was just boiling, and the gurgling sound was particularly prominent in the silent room.

Ji Huaiyuan's fingertips trembled, and he lowered his eyes and waited for what she said next.

"You saved my life when I was in Morocco, it's not that I don't miss this kindness, but I don't have the identity to care about you."

Jiang Yao suddenly found out one day that she and Ji Huaiyuan were no longer clear, it was not a question of who owed whom, it was that the entanglement between the two was too deep, and it was nothing more than that.

She also needs to muster up courage to say this today.

"I can be regarded as helping you with your Chinese medicine, but the degree of non-mutual debt may not have been reached."

After all, Ji Huaiyuan saved her life.

"But I don't think you care, do you? Ji Huaiyuan, let's be friends. ”

It was like the god of fate was joking with each other, no matter how decisive Jiang Yao was, no matter how far he went, there was an invisible rope that bound the two together.

The word friend was like a sharp knife piercing Ji Huaiyuan's heart, his throat was so astringent, and he couldn't say a word when he looked up at Jiang Yao.

Last time, Jiang Yao said that she wanted to dissociate herself from herself, but she had a smile on her face, but there was a hint of ridicule, more like she was losing her temper.

But this time, she smiled openly, and the words she said were fluttering.

But Ji Huaiyuan panicked, because it was more like releasing the past, like deciding to let go of everything, including her hatred and love for herself.

But how can this be, if Jiang Yao really doesn't care, then he really has no chance.

"How do you know I'm not going to care?"

Ji Huaiyuan gritted his teeth, and the green tendons in his hand holding the water cup burst out, as if he was going to step forward and strangle Jiang Yao to death in the next second, but the imperceptible caution in his eyes made people feel that he couldn't do this.

"Jiang Yao, what you owe me is a life!"

Jiang Yao just looked at him so lightly.

"How do you want me to pay it back that season?"

How to return? Ji Huaiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then there was some sarcasm in his heart, yes, how can she pay it back, do you want Jiang Yao to return to him, or continue to be his mistress?

"Do you want my life?"

Jiang Yao smiled and spoke, but it was more like a silent provocation.

"Be friends, aren't you?"

After being silent for a long time, Ji Huaiyuan's thin lips pursed lightly, and he spit out these words lightly, Jiang Yao didn't know if he was sarcastic or true for a while.

"Then be friends."

It's really different from what Jiang Yao thought, Ji Huaiyuan's temper, once he falls in love with someone or something, he will do whatever it takes to catch it.

In other words, as long as it is what he wants, it will obediently enter his bag.

After Ji Huaiyuan left, his eyebrows and eyes always lingered in Jiang Yao's mind.

The next morning, Jiang Yao stared at the bed with two dark circles under his eyes, looked at his haggard self in the mirror and sighed, and resigned himself to wiping the concealer up.

The ringtone of the mobile phone pierced the silence of the room, and Jiang Yao glanced at it, it was He Hong.

"Hello?"

He Hong's voice over there was a little hesitant.

"Mr. Jiang, I forgot to tell you something, let's make an appointment to meet."

Jiang Yao had some doubts in his heart, He Hong really didn't need to help himself so dedicatedly, after all, the mastermind behind the scenes was really exposed, and he couldn't escape the fate of being in prison.

"I know you care about this very much, I'm going to Jincheng tomorrow, Zang Clumsy Cafe, I'll only wait for you for half an hour."

There was a busy sound on the other end of the phone, Jiang Yao frowned, and after thinking for a while, he still went out.

The Tibetan café is located in a street alley in an old town, and this piece is already planning to be demolished and rebuilt, so it is sparsely populated.

The old equipment has a feel to the eighties and nineties, and melodious jazz music surrounds the entire storefront, and there are only a few middle-aged people in it, sipping the most primitive hand-ground coffee.

Jiang Yao swept around, and at a glance saw He Hong sitting in the corner.

He turned his back to him, picked up and put down the coffee in his hand, and his two hands unconsciously clasped together, which was a sign of inner unease.

"He Hong."

Jiang Yao called him and walked over.

"What did you call me for?"

There was a flash of panic in He Hong's eyes.

"I ...... I still have something to tell you. ”

Jiang Yao sat down, and the waiter came over to ask her what she was drinking, but she waved her hand.

"Thanks, just give me a glass of lemonade."

As soon as the waiter left, He Hong stood up.

"I'll go to the bathroom and I'll be right back."

His words and deeds were extremely strange, and Jiang Yao had to wait for people in place.

But half an hour passed, and He Hong didn't come back.

Jiang Yao didn't have his contact information, so he raised his hand and beckoned the waiter.

"Hello, the man who went to the bathroom just now hasn't come back yet, can you please help me take a look?"

The waiter came back half an hour later, with some confusion on his face.

"Miss, there's no one in the toilet."

Jiang Yao thanked politely, there was a small door next to the toilet in the café, and the outside was across the street, and the shops there had basically been moved.

Jiang Yao walked out along the small door, and the thunderclouds were rolling outside, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

She was just about to go back, but suddenly her mouth and nose were covered.

Jiang Yao's pupils shrank, and he reacted very quickly and struck an elbow back, and the person behind him snorted, and let go of Jiang Yao in pain.

But the wet handkerchief was obviously drugged, Jiang Yao only felt dizzy, staggered and held on to the wall behind her, her eyelids sank terribly, and she raised her eyes to look at the man in black in front of her.

Not far behind him was He Hong, whose face was flustered.

After seeing Jiang Yao's gaze coming over, He Hongyi gritted his teeth and ran away in a panic.

There was still some distance from the café, and Jiang Yao wanted to run inside.

But in the next second, his eyes were black and he completely lost consciousness.

The man clutched his abdomen and gasped, spat on the ground, and then dialed the phone.

"I've got it, come and pick it up."

The white van drove to the mouth of the alley, and Jiang Yao was directly dragged into the car.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Yao only felt that he was sore all over, his eyes were dark, he was accompanied by the breath of a stranger, his hands and feet were tied, and even his mouth was gagged with a cloth.

Seeing that she was awake, someone next to her immediately spoke up.

"Be honest and don't move."

The car was still jolting, and Jiang Yao tried to calm himself down.

It must have been more than an hour since she fainted, and the medicine was so effective that it would not have been possible for her to faint in just three minutes.

But after all this time, she's still on the road.

Well, the destination is either suburban or out-of-town.

Jiang Yao's heart was cold, she should have discovered that He Hong was wrong, so she should have kept an eye on it and made a phone call in advance.

There was a dog barking outside the car, and Jiang Yao estimated which village he had arrived in.