1262: C1262 The Meeting Was Successful

C1262 The Meeting Was Successful

Gao Jing really left. Qiao Yi let out a long sigh.

She immediately ran to the door and opened a crack. She quietly looked outside and her uncle met a fierce gaze. Qiao Yi was so scared that she slammed the door shut and quickly locked it.

The two fierce-looking fellows were still guarding outside the room. In other words, she was unable to leave the room through the door!

There was also the window!

She immediately ran to the window and pulled open the layers of drapes hanging down from the ceiling. She was immediately disappointed.

The windows were very big, but the windows were embedded with anti-theft nets!

What should she do?

She would never marry that bastard!

At this moment, she noticed a red dot on the anti-theft net outside the window.

Her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Gao Jing was monitoring her?

She was furious and just as she wanted to take the curtains, she realized that the red light kept flashing and there was also a faintly discernible male voice. "Madam, is your name Qiao Yi?"

Qiao Yi was surprised.

That male's voice was very clear and pleasant to listen to, and it did not seem to be hostile.

Qiao Yi's heart started beating fast. She remembered that when she was brought into the car by Gao Jing, she just received a call from Yeh Jingxuan. He seemed to have arrived in Kun City.

She really regretted that she was too panicked at that time and fell into Gao Jing's trap. If she could calm down and wait for Yeh Jingxuan, perhaps she would not have fallen into this situation!

If Yeh Jingxuan came to Kun City, he should know that she and Qiaoqiao were kidnapped. Would he follow them to Country F?

Qiao Yi's panicked and helpless heart instantly trembled. She was like a person who was lost in the darkness. She saw a ray of light, and that ray of light was the Light of Redemption!

Yeh Jingxuan, could it be you? Will you come and save me?

In any case, she was already in a hopeless situation, and it wouldn't be any worse. She opened the window and saw the red light.

It was only then that she saw clearly that there seemed to be a black butterfly lying on the anti-theft net. The black wings were still flapping non-stop, and the red light was emitted from under the wings of the butterfly.

Qiao Yi was surprised. What was this thing?

At this time, the voice became clearer as if the black butterfly was talking to her. "Madam, is your name Qiao Yi?"

Qiao Yi replied with a trembling voice, "Yes, I am Qiao Yi. Who are you? Where are you?"

She looked out through the window and saw the dim light. There were shadows of tall trees and walls in the distance. The wind blew, and the leaves rustled. She did not know if someone was hiding in a dark corner.

At that moment, another voice came, "Great, I finally found you. You don't have to be afraid. It was Xiaolang who asked me to come. There were people hiding in this villa, and they all had heavy weapons. It's not convenient for us to make a move. Tomorrow, you and him go to the church, where are we going to save you! "

It was actually Jiang Xiaolang! That child was actually able to find her!

Qiao Yi did not know if she should be shocked or happy!

She quickly understood. It must be Yeh Jingxuan who knew that she and Qiaoqiao went missing, so he looked for Jiang Xiaolang.

Jiang Xiaolang's child was as powerful as always. Didn't they find Qiaoqiao?

Qiao Yi cried tears of joy, but she tried her best to control her voice and said in a low voice, "I understand. Thank you. Can you tell Xiaolang to look for Qiaoqiao first? Qiaoqiao is also in that bastard's hands!"

" Madam, you don't have to worry. Qiaoqiao and Xiaolang are together. They have already come to Country F. We will see them tomorrow! "1

Qiao Yi instantly felt much more relaxed. As long as her daughter was safe, she was not afraid of that bastard Gao Jing!

"Madam, protect yourself. If there is any danger, you can shout to the outside. We will immediately come and save you!"

"Alright, thank you!" Qiao Yi was extremely grateful.

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