Cheng Zifan threw the phone aside and watched Qiao Xichen cry because of Yan Haoxiang's phone call. There was a fire in his heart. He pinched Qiao Xichen's chin and forced her to look at him
chengzifanI cried when I heard his voice, would you cry louder if he heard me * you?
Qiao Xichen stared at Cheng Zifan like that. She didn't know the purpose of Cheng Zifan keeping her here, but from the past two days, Cheng Zifan seemed to be a little abnormal because of the blow, sometimes good and sometimes bad, just like just now. He squeezed her chin viciously, but the next second seemed to be a different person, gently stroking Qiao Xichen's face
chengzifanXi Chen, I can give you what he can. Trust me, okay? As long as you stay by my side, I will make money slowly.
chengzifanDon't cry, Xi Chen, don't cry, I'm heartbroken
chengzifanI'm here, I'm here, Xi Chen, you say
qiaoxichenI can promise you, but can you untie the rope first, I'm not feeling well
Qiao Xichen thought rationally for a while. Instead of resisting him all the time, it is better to obey him and let him help him untie it, so that it is convenient to find a chance to escape. Sure enough, Cheng Zifan was so happy when he heard this sentence. He obediently reached out to untie the rope in Qiao Xichen's hand, but he regretted it as soon as he touched him
chengzifanQiao Xichen, you are lying to me, you love Yan Haoxiang so much, how can you promise me easily, I won't let you go, don't even think about it
qiaoxichenWhat I said is true, it's all like this, I don't promise you, do I torture myself? You heard it too, he's busy and doesn't have time to find me
Qiao Xichen stared at Cheng Zifan and wanted him to believe in him. Cheng Zifan thought for a while and suddenly hugged his head and screamed. After a while, his eyes were bloodshot
chengzifanYou are lying to me, you want me to untie the rope for you, right? Impossible, I won't believe you.
qiaoxichenWhatever you want
Seeing that she couldn't deceive Cheng Zifan, Qiao Xichen didn't continue, so she prayed that Yan Haoxiang could call him again after work, so that she could hint to him that something happened to her, but on second thought, Yan Haoxiang would call. Cheng Zifan may not let her pick it up again, and Yan Haoxiang had been on vacation for so long some time ago. These days are busy times. Do you really want to stay here with Cheng Zifan for a while? Qiao Xichen closed his eyes and thought about what to do
Cheng Zifan didn't give her anything to eat, nor did he cover her with a quilt. Qiao Xichen lay cold and hungry until the night, and she suddenly felt a little warm on her body. She didn't feel anything. Cheng Zifan came over with the quilt and hugged her to go to bed
chengzifanYan Haoxiang called again just now, but I hung up. I replied to his message. In fact, he didn't care much about you, right? You haven't answered the phone and he didn't find anything wrong. This kind of man is not worthy of your love
Cheng Zifan just hugged Qiao Xichen and whispered to herself in her ear to brainwash her, telling her that Yan Haoxiang was not worthy of her. Qiao Xichen was dizzy when she heard it. She had been frozen for a day and had not eaten anything. She was about to faint with low blood sugar, and was held stiffly by Cheng Zifan for the next day
Yan Haoxiang was indeed busy. It was already three in the morning from the end of the show, and there were activities the next day. He went to the company to practice dancing. Seeing that Qiao Xichen sent him a message to report that he was safe, he didn't ask her. Tired, he fell asleep on the company's sofa, and woke up the next day and was directly taken to the rehearsal at the event site
zhuliMr. Yan, I haven't seen my wife in the past two days
yanhaoxiangShe went to a colleague's house
zhuliIt's almost New Year's Eve, didn't Mrs. 'colleague come home?
yanhaoxiangI've been a little busy these two days, so I didn't ask her
Every day, Yan Haoxiang suddenly felt that something was wrong. Yes, it was New Year's Eve. How could he not go home alone in the field? Ask her when the work is over.
