413: C413 Where's Ah Jing?

C413 Where's Ah Jing?

If it was before, Jess, this old friend of his, had come looking for him and asked him about this matter, he could still secretly make some concessions and give him some hints. However, Tang Xuan had clearly asked him to keep the secret to buy time, so he couldn't reveal anything about Hai Xiaomin's whereabouts.

Since he wanted to delay, then he could only play rogue.

"Who is Hai Xiaomin?" Nimo pretended not to understand.

How could Jess not see that Nimo was pretending to be confused? He suddenly stood up and walked over the table. He grabbed Nimo's collar and said, "Don't pretend to be confused with me. She is the woman you took away from me that night. She is Qiao Nazhi's wife. It is rare that you want to cause trouble for yourself."

Kidnapping Qiao Nazhi's wife was not a small problem!

"What Qiao? Nazhi's wife? I have never heard that he is married." Nimo took out his phone and played a small game. He did not seem to care about what Jess said.

He knew that Tang Xuan did not restrict Hai Xiaomin's freedom. If she wanted to leave, he could leave at any time. If she was really Qiao Nazhi's wife, he did not know what kind of crazy thing that guy did to make his woman have a big belly and fall into dangerous situations. No wonder she did not want to go back.

Since she was willing to stay there, how could it be called kidnapping and kidnapping?

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not. Anyway, I don't know anything." At this moment, no matter what Jess said, Nimo did not want to go in. He just pretended to be muddle-headed and waited until he was exposed before thinking of other ways.

Regarding Nimo's refusal to cooperate, Jess felt helpless. A dangerous and strange look was brewing in the depths of his eyes.

On the other side, Tang Xuan received a message from Nimo. I'm in trouble. I can't get away for the time being.

After reading this vague message, Tang Xuan knew what to do. He told the people around him. "Nimo won't be able to come back in a short period of time. Next, I'll have to ask you to spend more effort."

"Understood. Please rest assured, Mr. Tang."

...

It was rare to see a Breaking Dawn in Rose Villa. The sky was gloomy and cold rain started to fall.

It was the time for the guards to change shifts again. The newly promoted man with a tall collar still felt cold. He sat down as usual and made a cup of steaming hot coffee. He was ready to pick up the newspaper today to browse the news.

At this moment, he inadvertently looked up. He caught a glimpse of something unusual on the road in front of him.

In the drizzling rain, a woman was walking towards him. Her shoulders were hanging down, as if she had been on the road for a long time. She looked so tired that she could not even lift her feet. She did not even hold an umbrella. Her entire body was drenched by the winter rain. Her loose long hair was wet and stuck to her body!

The guard immediately became nervous.

In the room.

"Pa! Pa! " The whip would land on the skin every now and then, and the dull and rhythmic sound would echo throughout the spacious room.

Susan crossed her arms with one hand and tilted her head to look calmly at this not a fresh scene -

Ian was kneeling in the middle of the room with his upper body exposed. Mr. Nazhi held the whip with his own hands and whipped Ian's back again and again. Even though he was old, it was hard for him to swing the whip. This kind of work was never fake.

Ian was a member of Nazhi family. Even if he was ordered by Mr. Nazhi like a dog and was whipped without any dignity, Old Nazhi would never allow outsiders to humiliate Ian!

At this moment, there were dozens of bloody whip marks on Ian's back, but he didn't even frown.

Did he not feel pain?

No, perhaps he was used to it.

Or perhaps, Ian had only met Mr. Nazhi's expectations.

Mr. Nazhi was overly strict with Ian. He said that he loved and hated Ian deeply, but even she, an outsider, could see that Old Nazhi's actions were more like turning Ian into a robot that strictly carried out his orders. It was almost as if he did not have his own feelings and opinions.

Therefore, most of the time, even Susan could not understand what Ian was to Mr. Nazhi.

After dozens of whips, Mr. Nazhi stopped and asked coldly, "Do you remember the punishment this time?"2

"Yes." Ian replied calmly with a pair of indifferent eyes.

"Very well, then don't make the same mistake again next time!" Old Nazhi nodded his head, threw the whip, and turned around to leave the room.

Susan slowly walked up to follow him. She deliberately looked at Ian a few more times. Ian stood up quietly, picked up the clothes on the side, and quietly put them on his body. The wound on his back was shocking, but from the look on his face, it seemed that he did not hurt or itch.

Of course, she ignored the words on his pale face.

At this time, she left the space to a wounded beast to lick the wound. Susan then left the room.

Ian put on his clothes indifferently and walked out of the room as well. There was someone standing outside waiting.

"What is it?" Ian asked calmly as if nothing had happened.

"There is a woman who said she is looking for you, young master Ian."

Ian looked sideways, a trace of curiosity flashing through his eyes.

Under the roof of the guard room, a drenched woman sat on the stairs that covered the rain. She hugged her knees and trembled. There was almost no blood on her face, her lips were frozen purple, her eyes were green and black, and her eyes were bloodshot.

She was tired, hungry, and cold. Her life was being threatened by death!

A silver-white Bentley drove out of the villa in the rain. The woman did not raise her head until the car slowly stopped in front of her. The window rolled down, and the people inside looked down at her for a few breaths.

The car door was opened from the inside.

"Get in the car." The indifferent male voice was as cold and emotionless as the one in his memory.

Lu Yuan heard the voice and slowly raised her head. The man was like a god in the nine heavens, looking down on her, this lowly creature that had entered the dust. She stood up shakily and got into the car.

The car drove out of Rose Villa.

Lu Yuan sat in the back seat with a numb expression. Her hands were placed on her legs and she looked a little reserved.

Ian glanced at her through the rearview mirror and did not say anything. He just turned on the heating.

The carriage was silent.

Lu Yuan did not know where Ian was taking her. It was just that the car was getting more and more remote, which gave people a bad feeling. But she did not have time to think about it now. Even if she could die at any time, it did not matter. As long as she achieved her goal, it would be good.

That only goal...

The car stopped and arrived at an isolated villa in a remote area.

"Come down." Ian got out of the car and walked straight into the villa.

Lu Yuan looked at him and slowly followed him in. She saw Ian rummaging through the boxes and cabinets looking for something. He did not care about her at all.

Lu Yuan held her heavy footsteps and walked towards him. When she arrived in front of him, her eyes were red and she said with a trembling voice, "Jing... My Jing, where did you hide him?"

Ian's action of looking for something paused. He looked over.

Lu Yuan went forward and raised her trembling hand to grab his collar. The clothes pulled on the wound on Ian's back and his handsome brows slightly wrinkled.

"Tell me! Where is my brother? Where is he? What did you do to him?"

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