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Rong Xinyan clenched her fists and was about to argue for herself when suddenly, Basong kicked her hard in the knee.

He subconsciously knelt on the ground, his head hitting the car door, and his brain was buzzing.

"From now on, be obedient."

"You can't mess around here."

Jiu Tiaolong said a few words and drove away without even rolling down the window.

Basong picked up Rong Xinyan from the ground and threw her directly into the cargo box of another pickup truck.

Rong Xinyan was so dizzy from the fall that she saw stars. When she got up, she saw that there was still room on the passenger seat of the pickup truck.

She was unconvinced.

There is a seat available, why don't you let her sit?

But she is Bai Yongchang's woman?

Although Rong Xinyan was angry, she was not a fool and dared not say anything in this situation.

I originally wanted to send a message to the housekeeper and ask him to contact Bai Yongchang to file a complaint.

Unexpectedly, there was no signal all the way.

After finally arriving at the Nine Dragons' territory, she thought she could make a phone call, but her cell phone had been taken away.

The other party gave her an old-fashioned mobile phone and asked a local woman to take her to a dilapidated wooden house to live.

There were more than a dozen women living where Rong Xinyan lived, with seven or eight of them squeezed into one room.

These women are either old and ugly and work here to cook, or they are young and serve as entertainment for Jiu Tiaolong's men.

Rong Xinyan was arranged to share a room with those old and ugly women.

Although there was nothing to do, she couldn't stand being trapped in a room full of sweat and stench for even a second longer every day.

But the housekeeper's response was always to ask her to wait patiently.

She was so angry that she smashed her phone, and then she had to pick it up and use it again.

Because she didn't have to work, had a sour face every day, and complained about the food, everyone in the house disliked her.

He would also trip her up from behind.

For example, locking the door of her room when she goes to the bathroom to prevent her from going back to rest.

He would also deliberately knock her down when she was going down the stairs.

In short, everyone united to exclude her.

Rong Xinyan went to find Basong and asked to contact Bai Yongchang directly.

Without saying a word, Basong sent his men to throw her back into the cabin.

From then on, Rong Xinyan also realized that before Bai Yongchang took her away, she could only bear it humbly.

She thought about running away, but this was not Qing City.

She couldn't get out at all.

Rong Xinyan has never felt as desperate and aggrieved as she does now.

What did she do wrong that God would treat her like this?

Is it wrong to love someone?

What's wrong with him having a wife?

Those who are not loved should leave!

Rong Xinyan spent her days in despair, hoping to receive news from Bai Yongchang as soon as possible.

……

Zhanjia's old house

Wen Rao had just woken up when she received a call from He Xu.

"Sister Wen Rao, Xi Cheng has finally agreed to cooperate with us in leaving Qing City.

However, the doctor also said that his psychological problems are still serious.

It is possible that he is deliberately hiding his true thoughts and pretending to agree, but in fact he has other plans.”

He Xu didn't know whether this was good news or not.

He originally wanted to observe for a few more days.

However, the protection team was in a hurry to hand over the person that day, and they expected to arrange for Xi Cheng to leave tonight.

“We will give him a new identity and arrange for colleagues to secretly observe him for three months.

If there are no problems after three months, colleagues will leave.”

After He Xu finished speaking, Wen Rao sighed lightly and said nothing.

She said last time that it was the last time she would see Xi Cheng.

Xi Cheng has to walk his own path in the future.

Life or death is in his own hands.