"Got it."

There was no change in the mood of the butler's late-night summoning of Leng Zhirou, as if she had already adapted to it.

After getting dressed, he looked at the woman who pretended to be asleep with bottomless eyes.

"Are you going with me?"

Zhuli pinched the quilt's fingers and tightened a little.

"I'm not going, thank you, Sister Leng."

Squeak - the door is shut.

She quickly sat up, thinking about why Song Lang was looking for her so late.

Wrong!

She rolled over hard and rolled straight off the bed, her knee hitting the foot of the bed before she had time to cry out in pain.

Crawled and hid in the cloakroom.

Sure enough, after all this, the bedroom door was pried open from the outside.

Suddenly, the surrounding moments seemed to stand still, and Takeri could clearly hear her heartbeat.

The sound of sparse footsteps came from far to near, and finally seemed to stop at the side of the bed.

"No one."

"Let's go over there and take a look."

The mute male voice stands out in a quiet space.

Zhuli, who was hiding in the closet, had a weak body, and after staying in a confined space for a long time, her brain began to lack oxygen.

The fingertips holding the clothes scratched and loosened, loosened and clawed.

These people must have been sent by Song Lang, but she didn't understand that she hadn't already said that she was going to take refuge in him, why did he still look for someone to arrest her in the middle of the night?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the people in the bedroom discuss, "Go inside and have a look." ”

Zhuli's ears are ringing like thunder, what should she do, they are about to find her.

After finding her, it is impossible to know whether to kill her or take her to see Song Lang.

I only hope that Leng Zhirou can come back soon.

Hearing the footsteps with her ears pricked up, it was like heading to the bathroom, and through the gap in the closet, she could be sure that the people hadn't found the cloakroom yet.

He tiptoed open the closet door and hid outside on the terrace.

Thankfully, she had been here during the day, but it wasn't a long-term solution.

Once they are in the cloakroom, they are bound to open the balcony door as well.

Squeak

The door to the cloakroom was opened from the outside.

Several men in full gear turned around to no avail, and finally all fixed their hopes on the balcony.

"Still no one."

"Let's go, go back to the errand."

Just when Zhuli was about to hold on, the group finally left.

At the last moment, she held the railing with both hands and hid underneath, and the person was just hanging in the air.

When they pushed open the balcony door, she had already taken the first step and hugged the water pipe next to her.

Fortunately, she used to like to climb trees and pick fruits, so she developed this skill.

It's just that he acted in a hurry just now, and a bloody mark was scratched on his arm.

She couldn't help but shout, but immediately shut up.

However, all of this reached the man's ears through the eavesdropping device on Zhuli's body.

Judging from the intermittent sound just now, Jing Huaizhi judged that Song Lang began to attack Zhuli.

The laptop was closed, and a sparkle flashed in his eyes.

"You get her back tomorrow."

Du Jianzhou was a little stunned, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Then aren't our plans for so many days in vain?" ”

Jing Huaizhi shook out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit the lighter.

"I can't let her take the risk, I have other plans."

He held the cigarette butt between his index and middle fingers, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

"Okay, I just don't know if she's willing to go with me."

Du Jianzhou's eyes flashed, and he expressed his scruples.

"If you don't come back, you have to tie her back."

Takeri slid down the water pipe from the second floor and hid in the flower bed.

She was glad it was the middle of the night and there was no one.

When she looked up again, there was a young girl who had just reached adulthood standing not far from her.

She was staring at her intently.

Zhuli's heart that finally fell rose to her throat again.

Judging by her dress, she should be a maid here.

"You, hello."

She stubbornly stepped forward to greet her.

After a while, the girl grabbed her hand and cried: "Sister, save us!" ”

"Sister, please save us!"

The corners of Zhuli's eyes twitched slightly, and she was amazed.

Why did she say, 'Help us?' ’

Fingers on the back of her hand: "Little sister, aren't you working here?" ”

"My name is Bei Chenge, and I was arrested."

"Sister, I saw those people looking for you just now, right?"

Bei Chenge wiped away his tears, raised his eyebrows lightly and asked hurriedly.

Zhu Li was skeptical and did not answer.

Now she couldn't trust anyone but Leng Zhirou.

"Sister, you'll find out tomorrow."

Following

The usually sparsely populated house is suddenly bustling with activity today.

It's just that the people who came basically didn't know Zhuli, and they only heard Leng Zhirou probably mention it.

He said he was here to have fun.

At first, she didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and it wasn't until she saw the girl who was clearly marked that she understood what she meant.

"Sister Leng, are these girls all voluntary?"

Zhuli took Leng Zhirou's hand and pulled her aside, her voice extremely small.

"What can you do if you don't want to?"

She kept a cold face and followed the innocent girls who were being hugged by middle-aged greasy men.

Although he resisted all over his body, he still had to greet him with a smile.

"I'm going to call the police!"

As she spoke, she pulled out her phone.

Only then did she remember that the prospect Huaizhi had told her that Song Lang's private house had a shielded signal instrument.

"Your task is to find evidence of his incrimination, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

The sound of high heels clattering in the empty hallway, and Takeri felt that this place was more and more terrifying.

"Miss Zhu, sir, please come over."

As soon as these words came out, Leng Zhirou paused, and the two of them looked back at the housekeeper together.

When he was brought to Song Lang, Zhuli still didn't think of a countermeasure.

"Didn't you say you wanted to take refuge in me? Let me see how sincere you are. ”

Song Lang sat on the main seat of the banquet hall, his sharp eyes sweeping every inch of skin on her body.

Sweat broke out on her face, and her fingertips touched a fruit knife hidden in her cuff.

"What does Mr. Song want me to do?"

Zhuli raised her eyelids and smiled.

Song Lang's eyebrows were teasing, and all the unspoken words were replaced by his eyes.

"Uncle, I'm not too late, am I?"

Outside the door of the banquet hall, a clear and flat voice cut into the room.

Raised his eyes and looked at each other briefly for a second, then hurriedly lowered his head.

How did he come?

"Jian Zhou, you're here."

Song Lang beckoned to him and motioned to sit beside him.

Du Jianzhou casually copied his pocket, and his deep eyes drifted to Zhuli.

"Like?"

Song Lang pursed his lips and sneered.

"Lend me to play?"

He teased in a long tone.

"You feel free."

Song Lang waved his hand and leaned back on the chair behind him.

was taken away by him, and Zhuli was safe for the time being.

"Come back with me."

Du Jianzhou's arm was put on her shoulder gentlemanly, and she was greeted by a big man holding a young girl.

Some even hugged left and right, and in a flash of face, Zhuli seemed to see the girl last night.

"I can't go with you right now."