The little wild cat and the wealthy white moonlight female partner [wearing a book]

Song Yue knew the current situation of the Ye family clearly.

On the surface, Ye Wenyu obeyed Qin Xishui's words, but for her, breaking away from this control was nothing more than a piece of cake; as for the other brothers and sisters of the Ye family, there was no trouble in her hands.

Qin Xishui is old after all, and now the only person in charge of the Ye family is Ye Wenyu, and it can only be Ye Wenyu.

Only with the right master can there be a future. Since the other party has thrown olive branches at her, she certainly will not refuse such a good opportunity to turn around.

Song Yue's work efficiency has always been very high, but within two hours, he found out where He Xu went and what he did after he left Jinshi.

Ye Wenyu flipped through the documents, her face was very ugly.

A week ago, someone transferred a large amount of money to He Xu's card. On the same day, Jiang Minghuan was taken away from school.

"Who is the remitter?"

The cold voice almost pierced the air, and even the corners of the paper were crumpled.

Song Yue held her breath, her back pressed tightly against the soft seat.

In the past in the company, although Ye Wenyu had a cold personality and never talked about things other than work with the employees, no matter what major events happened, she had never seen her lose her temper so much.

Who is this He Xu?

Song Yue wanted to gossip, but she didn't have the guts. She glanced at the document in Ye Wenyu's hand, and mustered up the courage to speak,

"The remittance account belongs to Su Yuan."

Su Yuan, Qin Yushui's driver.

The truth of Jiang Minghuan's disappearance gradually surfaced.

The angrier he was, the calmer he looked.

Ye Wenyu suppressed the anger in her heart, let go of the paper in her hand, and tapped one of the addresses with her fingertips, her tone was full of orders, and there was no room for rejection.

"Come with me and go to Gan City to find He Xu."

"Boss Ye, now?"

Song Yue thought she heard it wrong. As the assistant to the president, there are still a lot of things waiting for her to deal with in the company.

"Now."

Thinking of the mother at home who always wanted to control her, the coldness on Ye Wenyu's face was almost frozen to ice.

"Mum asks, you know how to explain."

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The cramped and cramped room was dark and damp.

It was raining constantly outside the house, and the damp cold wind from the south was pouring in through the mahogany window with a broken corner.

Jiang Minghuan was in a daze and lay motionless on the ground.

The prolonged cold and hunger made her lose the last bit of strength, and even getting up from the ground became the most difficult thing.

The bread plastic bag on the table was blown by the wind, flew to the ground, rolled around the pale little face twice, and finally stopped in the corner behind the door.

Jiang Minghuan's eyes were distracted, his eyes were dull, and his lips were so dry that they were almost split.

Will die here?

I will.

For seven days, no one found her missing.

So funny.

A gust of wind blew by, and the girl moved, feeling a sense of sadness in her heart.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the house, followed by the sound of a key being inserted into the lock. Jiang Minghuan raised his head with force, and saw a middle-aged man with an angry face.

The door was ajar, and the man stood at the door, cursing,

"Damn, I'm so unlucky!"

Jiang Minghuan didn't dare to move, her long hair covered her face, only her dull eyes were exposed, letting people know that she still had the breath of a living person.

"unlucky!"

He Xu exchanged a look with those black eyes, feeling cold all over his body, and didn't want to stay any longer.

He took out a piece of bread from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

"Be good for me, or I won't even eat this!"

Jiang Minghuan was knocked out at school and taken away. When she woke up, she came here. Before she knew where it was, what greeted her was a beating from He Xu.

The physical pain and torment were not enough. For seven whole days, He Xu hadn't given her a single meal. The daily food was only a piece of bread and a small bottle of water.

She failed to escape the day before yesterday, and after He Xu found out, she didn't even give her water.

It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Minghuan realized that He Xu had only one purpose in doing all this, and that was to lock her up and prevent her from escaping—and not letting her call for help.

Food and drink are only enough to maintain the most basic life needs, how can there be strength to escape from here?

Jiang Minghuan moved, groped the ground with her right hand, grabbed the bread, and with the last of her strength, threw it directly at the man's face.

Before He Xu could react, his face was scratched by the corner of the packaging bag.

The bread fell from the air, his eyes grew angry, his right foot lifted and fell, the vacuum bag was stepped on and burst, making a slight "bang" sound.

The silent air made the sound even harsher.

The clothes-drying pole by the wall, like a cluster of flames, instantly ignites the seeds of tyranny in the man's heart.

Jiang Minghuan watched He Xu pick up the long pole with cold eyes, without a trace of fear in his eyes, until the man got closer and closer, and finally made a weak voice,

"Hit, kill me..."

Before she finished speaking, she actually laughed twice.

He Xu was frightened by the laughter, and only then did he realize that something was wrong with Jiang Minghuan, and his breath seemed to be gone.

He was already startled, he threw away the clothes rail in his hand and ran outside.

He only wanted to lock people up, but he didn't want to kill people!

If this person is really dead, then he will have to spend the rest of his life in prison?He Xu's legs were so frightened that his legs went limp. After all, he hadn't left any water in the room for three days.

Afraid to go to the hospital, he ran to the pharmacy next door after leaving the hotel.

Jiang Minghuan was still lying on the ground.

The crumbled bread was right in front of my eyes, and the more I looked at it, the drier my mouth became.

Her body's strong desire for water made her tremble uncontrollably. Although her eyes were still open, her vision became more and more blurred.

When He Xu left, he forgot to close the door.

Jiang Minghuan stared at the crack of the door, reached out to pick up the bread, and then pushed herself up to get up.

Under the bed, she also hid half a bottle of water.

Two minutes later, the people in the room disappeared, leaving only an empty water bottle and an empty plastic bag on the ground.

It was raining heavily outside, Jiang Minghuan took off his coat and covered his head, and rushed into the rain directly from the hotel door.

He Xu just came out of the pharmacy, and recognized who it was from behind at a glance.

I was cheated by this stinky girl again!

The man's eyes were red with anger, he picked up the broom in front of the hotel and chased after him, cursing while running,

"Damn girl! If you run again, your legs will be broken!"

In the small hotels in the suburbs of the city, there is no one around, not to mention that it is a rainy day, and the streets are even more empty.

The clothes covering his head were gradually drenched by the rain, and the man's yelling and cursing were still chasing after him. Jiang Minghuan didn't dare to stop or look back, and turned into an alley along the corner of the street.

He Xu was an adult after all, so he quickly caught up.

Jiang Minghuan ran towards the corner, and when she looked back, He Xu was already behind her.

Ahead, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground could be vaguely heard.

There are people in this broken alley!

The figure gradually appeared, and Jiang Minghuan was overjoyed, seeing that the broom was about to fall towards her, she closed her eyes and rushed forward regardless of Sanqi 21.

The imagined pain did not appear, what she fell into was a warm and soft embrace.

The arms of a woman with a faint fragrance.

Jiang Minghuan was panicked and frightened, before she raised her head, the woman stretched out her hand and hugged her tightly, making it even harder for her to see who she bumped into.

Out of the corner of my eye, a slender white hand abruptly caught the broom.

In the next second, it was the sound of He Xu falling to the ground in pain.

"Song Yue, call the police!"