He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

"Yu'er, what's the matter? The vice president's person came over and asked me to help you pack up your luggage. Are you going to travel?"

Jing Yu didn't know how to tell Jinnian that he was moving to Yu Zeyao. She sighed, "If they want to move, let them move. Year after year, I won't go back anymore, so you should move back home. It is always unsafe for girls to live outside alone."

Qi Jinnian heard her voice wrong, "Did something happen?"

"Nothing is particularly serious." Jing Yu didn't want to tell her about Jing Rong, but it only added a person to worry about it. "When we meet next time, we'll talk in detail. I can't say a word or two on the phone."

Qi Jinnian sighed, "You always like to be bored with everything. If you don't want to say it, I won't follow up and ask. But, Yu'er, if there is anything you can do, you must speak up if I can help."

Listening to Qi Jinnian's sincere words, Jing Yu's cold heart now warmed up. She smiled, "Don't worry, I won't be polite to anyone."

"That's good." Qi Jinnian said: "Then I will help you pack up your suitcase. Oh, do you have to bring something?"

For Jing Yu, nothing is special. After thinking about it, there was only a small gold lock piece given to her by her father before the accident, which was said to be worn by Jing Rong when she was born. Jing Yu asked Qi Jinnian to help him stuff the little thing into the box.

"Miss Jing, the husband explained that last night, you can choose the rooms in the entire house-you see which one is more pleasing to the eye." The butler led her upstairs.

Jing Yu looked at the extremely spacious room and said, "It's all good. Whatever you want."

As long as it is not the master bedroom.

It makes no difference where she sleeps.

When the butler heard her say this, he led her to the room closest to the master bedroom.

Jing Yu stayed in the room all afternoon and didn't go anywhere. Did not even go downstairs for dinner. At this moment, she had no intention to think deeply about her situation, and her heart was all concerned with Jing Rong, who was uncertain of life and death.

Heaven, gradually sinking.

The twilight is far away, and the night falls. Jing Yu waited in the room but never waited for Yu Zeyao to come back.

By 10 o'clock in the middle of the night, she couldn't help but go downstairs.

"Miss Jing, would you like something to eat? You haven't eaten dinner yet." The housekeeper hurriedly asked when seeing her, "There is always a hot dinner in the kitchen."

The complexion on Jing Yu's face was not very good. Even if he hadn't eaten anything for a whole day, he was not hungry at all at the moment. She only glanced at the door and asked the housekeeper, "Has Mr. Yu come back yet?"

"not yet."

"Then when does he usually come back? Or, has he ever called back?"

The servant only thought that she was waiting for Mr. Vice President to wait anxiously, and smiled: "Mr. is very busy every day, and the time to come back every day is not sure. Otherwise, you should eat something first, take a break earlier, and take a break while resting. Wait?"

When Jing Yu saw the butler's face, he knew that the butler had misunderstood, but at this moment, she really had no intention of explaining so much.

Only shook his head and went upstairs again. He took out his pajamas and took a shower in the bathroom.

I don't know how he is going to find Jing Rong and Wen Yanzhi.

This night...

Jing Yu waited all night, but Yu Zeyao did not come back, not even a phone call.

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And the other side.

In the dark and damp place, Jing Rong's eyes were covered with cloth strips, and he couldn't see anything.

He just passed out. Suddenly, when a bucket of ice-cold water poured madly from his head, his teeth were trembling from the cold, and his drowsy thoughts suddenly became sober.

After a hard breath, the short hair was grabbed by someone in the next instant, and the body tied to the chair was pulled back.

The opponent has a lot of strength, as if he wants to lift his scalp off.

His face was covered with blood.

"Boy, you'll be **** me again, you can't blame Lao Tzu for dying here today!" The man's voice echoed in the empty space.

"Do you really want to know the password?" Jing Rong's voice was already annoyed. Every word trembles faintly.

"You **** don't talk nonsense to Lao Tzu!" the man shouted. Stayed up all night, forced to ask all night, to no avail, the other party obviously has no patience.

"Then come here..." Jing Rong touched his blood-stained lips.

The man bowed his head to look at him, "Forgive you for not having any tricks!"

As the other party said, he squatted down slightly, and put his ear close to Jingrong. Jing Rong took a breath. He opened his lips and bit the man's ear, but he would not let go of the bite, as if he was trying to suckle.

"Fuck you! Damn it!" The man snarled in pain, trying to push him away, but Jing Rong was biting on him and couldn't make any money.

Seeing that his ears would be bitten off by him, the man yelled at the person next to him: "Mom! You are all dead, don't let me pull this kid away!"

Those who were already sleepy, now also cheered up. Several strong men rushed over and pulled Jing Rong away.

The man finally broke away, raised his hand to cover it, touched the warm blood on his ears, and the blue veins on his face were strained by the stimulation.

"Fuck! You dare to bite Lao Tzu, see if you are tired of life!" The man cursed, **** the chair next to him, and slammed into Jingrong.

Jing Rong was tied there, unable to move, the chair smashed over, and he came hard. Suddenly, his head burst into blood. He smelled the pungent smell of blood, and only felt dizzy, and there was no wound on his body, but at this moment he didn't know it was painful.

As if the soul floated out of the body.

"Look at Lao Tzu not to kill you!" Following a low curse, his tied body with a chair was lifted by the strong man. Then it fell heavily. With a ‘bang--’ the head hit the ground hard, making a sound.

Jing Rong had no idea where he was at the moment. Maybe, I'm going to die here today...

He bit his lip so hard that he didn't even hum.

"Boss, sir confessed, you can't kill this kid!" Seeing that the situation is not right, someone came up to discourage him.

"You also know that it is confessed that it cannot be killed, it is always okay to mutilate." The man said, kicking Jingrong's leg hard. Jing Rong's lower lip was bitten and bleeding. In the next instant, he suffered a few severe kicks from the opponent in a row. He heard the sound of his bones breaking, and he finally couldn't bear the pain, and wailed.

"It's not good, boss! It looks like someone is coming!" someone shouted.

"Who? Is it someone sent by your husband?" The man finally stopped.

Jing temporarily breathed a sigh of relief, but his thoughts have become increasingly blurred.

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