931: C931 Help Me

C931 Help Me

Zhao Ling desperately dodged. A trace of hatred flashed across her eyes. She had had enough of this kind of life. She took a deep breath and a complicated expression flashed across her face.0

Qian Sen hit Zhao Ling hard. His eyes turned red and slowly became crazy. Zhao Ling took a deep breath and looked at the scissors in front of her. She slowly stretched out her hand and used her greatest effort to hold the scissors in her hand.

As if he had already seen through Zhao Ling's intention, Qian Sen smiled and easily took the scissors off. He curled his lips and then stabbed at Zhao Ling's stomach.

"Ah..." Zhao Ling screamed. The fresh blood woke Qian Sen up instantly. He looked coldly at Zhao Ling, who was lying on the ground. He slowly stood up, wiped the blood on his hand, and unhurriedly took out his phone.

"Come here when you have time. Something happened!" Qian Sen's tone was calm.

The person on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment, then hung up.

Zhao Ling, who was lying unconscious on the floor, stretched out her leg to kick and then slowly lied down on the sofa.

After a while, the door slowly opened. A man in a white shirt walked in from outside. Qian Sen threw away the cigarette in his hand and looked at the man without saying a word. Then he took the man to the bedroom. Zhao Ling had lost consciousness and was lying on the floor. A pool of blood flowed out of her stomach as she looked at the blood. The man blinked but did not continue to say anything.

Instead, he slowly squatted down and helped Zhao Ling treat her wound. Seeing Zhao Ling's appearance, Qian Sen scolded her for being unlucky. Then he looked at the man and said, "It has been treated. Let's go. When the time comes, I will give you money! "

He went to the other bedroom and laid down to sleep. The man saw Qian Sen leave and slowly helped Zhao Ling to the bed. He sighed and touched Zhao Ling's forehead. Then he walked out.

When he woke up the next day, there was no one in the room anymore. Zhao Ling frowned, turned around and sat up. However, the pain in her stomach made her involuntarily lie down again. She took a deep breath. There was a complicated look in her eyes. Then she picked up the phone and called Yu Leelee.

Looking at the unfamiliar caller ID, Yu Leelee frowned and a trace of doubt flashed across her tone. "Hello. Hello... You..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Zhao Ling in a hurry. Miss Yu, I beg you, please save me! Please save me!"

It seemed that Zhao Ling's voice was too shrill and it actually gave Yu Leelee a scare. She instinctively felt that something seemed to have happened and quickly comforted her. "Miss Zhao, don't be anxious. We will go now!"

Seeing Yu Leelee's flustered look, Zhan Beiting had already arranged everything. He reached out and held Yu Leelee's hand and sat in the car.

The car started. In less than 20 minutes, the two of them arrived at Qian Sen's house. Yu Leelee rushed straight into the room. There was not a single person in the entire villa. Yu Leelee frowned. Suddenly, she heard a small moan and crying.

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