Chapter 191

"Heh, it's okay, didn't you bring me along last time? And..."

Qin Zhixiu didn't finish, and she wouldn't ask for trouble. Thinking that if she followed, even if Du Wei had any plans, she should stop, she bit the bullet and followed.

"I didn't expect Weiwei to be your classmate and neighbor for so many years. What a coincidence. My niece especially likes you. A few days ago, I heard her say that girls in their class skipped class to go home to watch your show. I didn't expect to have the fate to meet you today. Nice to meet you." A gentleman with a refined temperament beside Du Wei smiled slowly and methodically.

He Lele raised her eyes and glanced at the refined man quickly. Although using a villain's heart to measure a gentleman's belly was both narrow and rude, she had heard this kind of tone with hidden meaning, praising on the surface but criticizing in secret too much. If she said that President Wang Yang, the listed company president brought by Du Wei, had no other intentions, she would be the first not to believe it.

"Little Zhi, isn't Miss He Young Master Ji's girlfriend? Why, you two?" Du Wei asked Qin Zhixiu with a smile. Looking at the expression alone, her demeanor was elegant and generous, and her tone was intimate and concerned like a relative, but... He Lele always felt something was strange.

"She is also my friend." Qin Zhixiu replied, his gentle and quiet appearance looking exceptionally sincere and real compared to the two opposite.

"Friend?" Du Wei glanced at He Lele, the disdain and hostility in her tone were obvious.

He Lele breathed a sigh of relief. Du Wei's reaction at least proved that she still cared about Qin Zhixiu. Since she cared, she shouldn't sell him out.

"Happy Birthday." Qin Zhixiu handed over a transparent file bag and then placed the car keys on the file bag.

There was no gorgeous and exquisite packaging, no moving and tender blessings, Qin Zhixiu's "birthday gift" was simply unremarkable, but—

Wang Yang's face immediately looked a bit ugly.

"..." Looking at the car logo on the keys and the sports car photos and procedures in the file bag, Du Wei's heart also began to hesitate.

For more than half an hour, He Lele didn't speak. They didn't take her seriously at all, and she was happy to rest. When Du Wei finally said she was leaving first, she couldn't help but show a relieved smile. She had been worried before that there was something wrong with the tea and didn't dare to drink it, but now she was finally going to be liberated.

"Sorry, I'm going to the restroom." Qin Zhixiu said softly.

"Mm mm!" The big stone fell to the ground, He Lele was in a great mood and finally picked up the teacup, but Qin Zhixiu pressed her hand first, poured out the tea that had already cooled in her cup, and poured a new cup.

"... Thank you."

Qin Zhixiu's painting-like face rippled softly, making He Lele quickly move her eyes away.

Some people were simply sent by God to stimulate people's hearts.

Thirsty, drink water.

Near noon, the sun outside the window was gradually a bit dazzling, but the flowers and trees in the sun looked even more vibrant and shining.

Uh... what kind of tea is this? Why does it feel like it has no taste? He Lele asked the passing waiter suspiciously. The waiter looked at the tea in her cup and smiled, saying it was top-grade Pu'er.

Pu'er? Well, she had only heard the name of this tea.

After drinking a cup of tea, Qin Zhixiu hadn't come back yet. He Lele was just about to pour another cup when she was suddenly startled, grabbed the cloth bag beside her, and ran straight to the restroom.

"Mr. Qin? Mr. Qin!" Regardless of whether her behavior was appropriate, He Lele stood at the door of the men's restroom and called out. After a few calls without response, He Lele quickly called a male waiter to go in and take a look, and immediately dialed Qin Zhixiu's mobile phone.

After a while, the male waiter didn't come out, but the mobile phone ringtone came from the restroom and got closer and closer. He Lele stared nervously at the exit of the restroom. As soon as a strange man walked out fiercely, she decisively turned and ran, opening her mouth to shout! However, as soon as she turned around, a figure appeared in front of her, covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief with a pungent smell, and dragged her into the men's restroom.

He Lele struggled hard for a while, and finally collapsed to the ground with blurred eyes.

"—Troublesome woman. Go, take the back door by the kitchen and send the person away."

"Then what about this woman?"

"With that waiter, throw them into the compartment."

"Not good, don't need to worry about that waiter, he won't know what happened when he wakes up, but this woman will definitely call the police when she wakes up later."

"Then what do you mean?"

"Take them away together, wait until people are done playing."

"Also good."

Author's note:

I thought it was my browser problem, is Freshnet pulling?

It's 3:20 AM now~~ actually I have the desire to write 170 too~~ but at this hour... I'd better honestly update tomorrow... love you all!

☆, (11 Fresh Coins) Chapter 170: Don't Hurt Him

Yaorao Nightclub.

At noon, the nightclub was pitch black. The prosperous and brilliant scene of sound and color always disdained to coexist with the sun.

Waiting for the footsteps in her ears to go away, He Lele slowly opened her eyes and looked around. When she smelled that pungent smell before, she immediately held her breath, so she was just dizzy for a while and didn't really faint. Pretending to faint was to find an opportunity to escape and call for help, but the two kidnappers were very cautious. As soon as the handkerchief left, they sealed her mouth with tape and tied her hands and feet, bumped all the way here, and then threw her to the ground before they went to eat lunch together.

In the dim room, several sofas and coffee tables were lying around messily. The ground was full of cigarette butts, ash, scattered poker dice, beer bottles, and soda cans. The cushions with unclear colors made the whole room smell of disgusting sour rot, and it was extremely dirty. Several baseball bats and metal rods were thrown in the corner, and several European and American nude posters poked with cigarette butts were pasted on the wall, as well as some dark radioactive spots. An ashtray on the ground had the red words "Yaorao Nightclub" printed on it.

Picking up a soda can pull-ring on the ground to cut the tape on her hands and feet, He Lele tore off the tape on her mouth while walking toward the blinds. Looking out, it looked like the lobby of a bar, so this room might be a lounge for the thugs who watched the scene. There was no one outside. He Lele tried the doorknob—it was locked, and the window was a whole piece of glass that couldn't be opened.

What to do? Once—there is no once! What she needs now is not fear! It's a countermeasure!

Constantly scanning everything in the room, seeking everything that can be used, finally her eyes stayed on the tape she cut off on the ground! Layers of tape pasted together were crossed and transferred to the window, then all the cushions were picked up under the window, a handy baseball bat was picked from the corner, the end was used to knock on the window to listen to the sound, and finally, she swung the bat hard to smash the glass window!