What do these two idiots want to do?

Aren't they supposed to be collecting Ye Mian's body?

Looking at the two men whose faces were swollen into pig's heads and almost unrecognizable, unbuckled their belts and walked towards them, Tong Yaoyao's pupils shrank suddenly, and she kept moving her body back.

Shrinking into a corner, she got up, straightened her back, and struck, "You, what are you going to do?" Why are you bullying me? I'm your goddess! Go kill Ye Mian and avenge Qin Feng! ”

"Fuck you goddess! The surname is Tong, we went through the video with Brother Feng, and he said that he was deceived by you little bitch! ”

"You little bitch also lied to our brother, causing us to take revenge on the wrong person, and almost died!"

The two ponies yelled at her.

He, how could they have a video with Qin Feng?! These two fools must have missed and were caught by Qiao Zhanbei! He asked them to get revenge on her!

"Ah Feng, he must have been forced to say that!" After Tong Yaoyao came back to her senses, she quibbled loudly.

How could the two ponies still believe her nonsense, and viciously arrested her.

"Don't touch me! It was Ye Mian who harmed Qin Feng! Not me! You go get her, you kill her! I don't care about you! Don't touch me, you two disgusting things! Ahh

The dark, damp, musty basement resounded with the angry scolding of a woman, and in a few moments, she screamed again.

……

Ye Mian didn't sleep soundly this night, and after waking up, he still had palpitations when he remembered what happened last night.

She was unknowingly given sleeping pills, abducted from the inn, and injected with aphrodisiacs.

If it weren't for the boy and the wolfdog, she would have been ruined; If Gu Ye hadn't appeared in time, she and the boy would have died last night.

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, she took a few deep breaths and slowed down for a long time before calming down.

It was a house with a ridge, a roof with wooden beams, and a warm, woody, sweet scent floating in the air, like the smell of sandalwood.

Sunlight streams in obliquely through the grilled wooden windows, casting grid-like shadows on the white walls, and against the walls are two wooden chairs with a wooden table and a pot of orchids.

There was also a long diagonal figure on the ground.

She turned her head and saw the man standing in another window with his hands in his trouser pockets and his back to him. He wore a white shirt with cufflinks rolled up to his elbows, a well-cut suit waistcoat, a narrow waist and long legs, and trousers with dried mud.

There was a faint gloom around him, which made people feel inexplicably distressed.

As if sensing her gaze, he tacitly turned around and spoke before her: "Are you still tired?" ”

Qiao Zhanbei endured the heart-piercing pain and asked softly.

"Much better." Her voice was extremely hoarse, like the sound of the wind blowing yellow sand in a dry desert.

"Let's go take a shower first, I'll have someone bring clothes from the B&B where you're staying." Qiao Zhanbei picked her up, his eyes deliberately avoiding her gaze.

"Lifelike—my clerk, she's fine, is she?" Ye Mian asked nervously after realizing it.

"She's fine, she's back in Beijing." As he spoke, he had already picked her up.

"It's okay to be lifelike." Ye Mian breathed a sigh of relief, "Who are those two kidnappers?" Why are you tying me up? ”

"That Qin Feng's horse boy was used as a gun again, you should be able to guess who this person is." Qiao Zhanbei said calmly, but his eyes were like two poisoned arrows.

"Tong Yaoyao......" Ye Mian almost blurted out, "She hurt me before, and she was robbing you with me." What now? You know her true face, even if you don't have me, you won't want her, why does she hurt me? ”

"Perhaps, she is just simply bad, and she is the one who hired the water army to hack you." Qiao Zhanbei said again.

This Tong Yaoyao!

Ye Mian gritted his teeth.

As soon as they came out of the hall, they met Gu Ye.

"Ye Xiaomian, I'll withdraw first."

Gu Ye didn't glance at Qiao Zhanbei, his eyes looked at Ye Mian in his arms carelessly, and when the words fell, he threw his coat over his shoulder.

Ruffian and handsome.

The muscles of his arms were strong, and there were bloody marks on his big arms, like scratches.

Qiao Zhanbei's throat tightened.

"How did you get here last night? Do you have a car? Ye Mian asked with concern, this guy hadn't told her why he suddenly appeared last night.

"There's a car, on a nearby country road, gone." Gu Ye said with his back to her.

"Gu Shao." Qiao Zhanbei looked at his back and shouted in a deep voice.

Gu Ye turned around, biting a cigarette at the corner of his mouth, staring at Qiao Zhanbei, his eyes were uninhibited.

"Last night's incident...... Thank you. ”

Qiao Zhanbei's tone was heavy, and when he said this, the thorn in his heart seemed to have been shaken vigorously, and it hurt and resounded. But compared to her life, this pain is nothing.

This was the first time in his life that he thanked Gu Ye instead of blaming.

If it weren't for him last night, she would have died, and if it weren't for him, she would have been tortured to death by lust. He had endured that kind of taste, and even though he, a person whose restraint was very incomparable, was finally relieved by sedatives.

Gu Ye was indifferent to Qiao Zhanbei's thanks, he just glanced at Qiao Zhanbei coldly, turned around and left.

Stinky boy, what is your attitude towards his brother-in-law?

Ye Mian looked at Gu Ye's back, dissatisfied in his heart. He may still be angry with Qiao Zhanbei because of what happened last time.

Ye Mian took a shower in the bathroom of this family, her physical strength had recovered, and she didn't ask Qiao Zhanbei to help.

After eating the food packed by his men from a distant town, it was getting late, and they had to rush back to the capital.

Ye Mian was attracted by an ancient reeling frame in the yard, on which there were circles of silk threads rolled up.

Only then did she remember the mulberry forest last night, and the mulberry leaves were food for silkworms.

This is a silk household, right?

Ye Mian looked around for the figure of the young man last night, but only saw the wolf dog with an injured hind leg in the yard, and it wagged its tail at him.

"Thank you, dog, where's your little master?" She touched the dog's head and asked softly.

The dog barked twice at the other door of the kitchen house.

Ye Mian walked over by himself.

In the antique room, the sunset fell on the ground, the young man in white clothes and black hair, thin figure, bony and clean temperament, he sat in front of the embroidery frame, hung his head, and concentrated on embroidery.

Peer?

Ye Mian's eyes showed surprise, and she quietly pushed the door in.

On the stretch frame, on the translucent silk base, there is an ink lotus picture embroidered with freehand school, using the technique of Suzhou embroidery and needlework, simulating the brushstrokes of freehand painting.

The needle and thread in the young man's hand are like a painter's brush, swaying wantonly on the base material.

Embroidering and embroidering, he stopped, picked up the tool knife, and made a few strokes, ruining the work that he was not satisfied with.

"This work is very good, just the feeling of the last few stitches is not right, just dismantle it and rework it, why destroy it?" Ye Mian said kindly.

He looked sixteen or seventeen years old, with fair skin and pink skin, as beautiful as cherry blossoms.

The boy looked at her without a hint of expression on his face.

"Mrs. Qiao, my little master has autism, his brain is not very good, this painting, he ruined the embroidery, embroidered and destroyed, it has been repeated for half a year."

A middle-aged man came in and said to her, followed by Qiao Zhanbei.

Ye Mian was stunned.

This young man who risked his life to save her last night is called Jiang Xun, the little master of the Jiang family, who is a well-known family in Sucheng, because he has suffered from autism since he was a child, he was not treated by his father and stepmother, and he was raised in the countryside.

The middle-aged man was in charge of taking care of him, listening to the tone, he didn't respect this little young master, and seemed to be afraid of him.

Before Ye Mian left, he embroidered a few times on the paper with an embroidery needle and showed it to the young man to solve his doubts.

The autistic boy's eyes instantly lit up, and he began to embroider again.

Ye Mian understood and understood that he understood, and it can be seen from his works that he is a talented player.

If only I could be her apprentice.

Before leaving, Qiao Zhanbei gave the housekeeper a sum of money, and he gave him both grace and power, so that he could take care of his young master, otherwise he would not let him go.

The housekeeper said in his heart, even if he didn't give money or pressure, he wouldn't dare, they hadn't seen another face of his little ancestor.

Qiao Zhanbei had a private jet arranged in advance, and they flew back to the capital that night.

At night, when Ye Mian woke up, she turned over and instinctively drilled into Qiao Zhanbei's arms, but she pounced.

When she opened her eyes, the other side of the big bed was empty, the bed was cold, she turned on the bedside lamp, and the bathroom was dark.

Where did he go so late?