Break the ring for her!Paranoid Mr. Huo after marriage, he pinches his waist and pets him

Hearing the sound of high heels going away, Tang Suiwan looked at the door, frowning and thinking.

This floor of the administrative building belongs to the Department of Political Affairs and Education, even if she has the strength to keep knocking on the door, most of the people attracted are teachers from the Department of Political Education.

When she just sent a message to Huo Shichuan, the time was [-]:[-], most of the students and teachers should still be in class, and no one from the Political and Education Office would come.

However, even if she couldn't get out, Huo Shichuan would come to her sooner or later.

The little girl was relieved, it was not a waste of her energy, she turned around and planned to sit back on the chair again.

After the door was closed, the room became a relatively airtight and dark space.

It is narrow and cramped, and the only vent and light source is a thin slit under the door panel.

Although the temperature has dropped a lot, I still feel short of breath after staying in this kind of airless room for a long time.

Tang Suiwan frowned uncomfortably, and turned around the room with his eyes adapted to the dim light.

When I came in, the light at the door was so strong that I couldn't notice it. At this time, there was no light source, and the scratches on the white wall were very obvious.

Especially close to the door, there are dense traces of nail scratches.

Let Tang Suiwan clenched his fingertips tightly, feeling cold all over.

This is a very typical small black house.

Deprivation of light sources deprives space, and even skillfully deprives help-seeking tools, trapping people in a closed and dark space, unable to feel the passage of time, and becomes anxious emotionally.

And those demons in the guise of a teacher may even be sarcastic at the door.

It was hard for Tang Suiwan to imagine how many people they had hurt with this method of mental torture.

According to the female teacher, one level here is the beginning of the day.

Tang Suiwan himself had a congenital disease, and he felt oppressed and uncomfortable after only staying for such a short time. How painful was it for those students who were trapped for a day or even longer to scratch such marks on the wall?

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Chen Nai received a message from Ju Yi, please contact Tang Suiwan more, they are on their way.

So he buried his head behind the easel and knocked on his phone seriously.

In the first 10 minutes, Tang Suiwan didn't reply to the message, but she could still comfort herself that maybe she was still walking on the road.

After another 5 minutes, Tang Suiwan still did not reply to the message, and Chen Nai felt a little uneasy.

She glanced at Professor Xu who was sitting on the prop sofa looking at the phone, turned down the volume of the phone, and made a voice call to Tang Suiwan.

The bell rang a whole time, but was not picked up.

Chennai's inexplicable anxiety, comforting himself crazily, may be that the mute that was turned on before class was not turned off, and he couldn't hear it when he put it in his pocket.

Still cut to the chat box with Ju Yi, and typed solemnly.

[Chennai] You haven't responded to my messages late at night, what should I do?

When Ju Yi saw it, he felt the nerves in his head tremble.

With a sullen face, he handed the phone screen to Huo Shichuan in the back seat, "Mr. Huo, Miss Jin said she couldn't reach Madam."

Huo Shichuan, who was twisting the Bodhi beads to try to calm himself, raised his eyes coldly, and after seeing the line of words on the screen clearly, he took out his mobile phone.

The little girl didn't intend to say anything, and he didn't intend to ask too much, but he just rushed to the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts to make preparations.

With a flick of a fingertip, a message was sent.

It was quiet on the other side.

Huo Shichuan squeezed the beads hard with his fingertips, making a small sound.

There are cold and cruel expressions between the eyebrows and eyes, "Call the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts and speed up to arrive."

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When there is no time to watch, the concept of time passing will be lost.

Tang Suiwan didn't know how long he sat there, it might have been 10 minutes, or it might have been an hour.

She felt a little stuffy in her chest, so she could only slow down her breathing, always paying attention to the movement at the door.

Therefore, after hearing the gradually loud noise, she stood up vigilantly and walked towards the door.

Through the door, the voice was muffled, but barely audible, it was an unfamiliar voice.

"When will the two of them come back?"

With utter annoyance.

The doorknob was turned twice, and then there was a knock on the door.

"Student Tang, are you inside? Don't worry, we'll open the door right away."

Tang Suiwan was still a little wary when he heard a strange voice, his eyes moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

The person at the door yelled again, and the person next to him who looked like an assistant called back, and couldn't help but asked worriedly, "Will you faint in there?"

The person who started the call was silent for a few seconds, and said to the assistant, "Go and call the security guards up, and just knock the door open! You urge those two bastards again."

The next sentence lowered his voice slightly, Tang Suiwan didn't hear it very clearly, but he keenly caught the key words.

"...When the time comes, the Huo family... will be here soon!"

Is Huo Shichuan coming soon?

Tang Suiwan breathed a sigh of relief, she knocked on the door panel with her fingers, signaling to the people outside that she was still awake.

Perhaps it was due to congenital diseases superimposed by toxins, Tang Suiwan's health was not very good, and it was difficult to even raise his voice to answer at this time.

No matter how excited the people outside asked, she could only respond by knocking on the door.

"Student Tang, don't worry! We have already called the security guard, and the door will be opened immediately!"

Standing at the door was the dean of the oil painting department.

The dean of the Academy of Fine Arts had already gone to the door to greet him, and he was hurriedly sent to solve the matter of this classmate Tang first.

Unexpectedly, the two troublemakers left work early and slipped away, and it took a while to call them back to let them come back.

Thinking about who was here, the dean of the oil painting department had the urge to run away.

That's Huo Shichuan!

When the Huo family donated money to the Kyoto Academy of Fine Arts before, he had seen that imposing man, who was unpredictable and ruthless.

He had just become the dean not long ago, and he didn't want to resign and go home in despair.

The dean of the oil painting department raised his voice to comfort the little girl in the room, while thinking miscellaneously.

Hearing the chaotic footsteps coming from the stairs next to him, the dean of the oil painting department thought that the assistant had arrived with the security guards, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief, without blinking, he ordered, "Hurry up, let them knock the door open ...Mr. Huo!"

The person who walked in the front stepped up the steps, his trousers swayed slightly, and the buttons of his rigorously dressed jacket were unbuttoned.

The man seemed to be running all the way up, panting slightly, his sharp brows and eyes were filled with the color of prey.

Hearing the greeting from the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts, he just glanced casually, and his gaze was fixed on the door that was locked from the outside.

"In here?" Huo Shichuan said in a deep voice.

The dean of the oil painting department nodded hastily, "Yes, this is the room. I have already called those two people, but it will take a while for them to come back... I just asked someone to call the security guard, and I plan to break into it directly."

Huo Shichuan nodded casually, put his palm on the wooden door, and knocked with his fingers, "Wanwan, are you inside?"

The lowered brows and eyes are full of concentration and gentleness.

Hearing the small knocking sound inside, Huo Shichuan was finally relieved.

"Wan Wan, get back to the back." Huo Shichuan said calmly, and at the same time began to unbutton the cuffs of his suit.

The dean of the Academy of Fine Arts, Ju Yi and others who were left behind by him also rushed over. Seeing Huo Shichuan's unbuttoning action, Ju Yi felt his eyelids twitch, and stepped forward, "Mr. Huo, do you want me to come?"

"It's okay, back off." Huo Shichuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and loosened his tie a little more.

He got closer and reminded him repeatedly, for fear of hurting anyone, "Wanwan, go to the back and wait, I'm going to open the door, be careful not to hurt you."

Huo Shichuan's hearing was very good, he heard the deliberately heavy footsteps inside, and stepped back step by step.

Regardless of the hesitant expressions of the teachers, he rolled up his cuffs and tensed his muscles.

Then he raised his long legs, and with fierce force, he cut through the air with the sound of lingling wind.

With a loud bang, the wooden door was directly kicked hard.