Chapter 254

what do you mean?

"Han Xiaoye, you will never forget this play." Jishuya took the hand that touched her face, tore the tape aside, sealed her mouth tightly, then stepped on the elegant strapping shoes, swayed the long skirt, and closed the door.

The old iron door was locked.

Han Xiaoye can't, earned earned to tie the hand on the chair, eyes left aim right look for can cut the rope thing.

No, it's OK. I'm scared.

It's like an abandoned factory building. Behind her is a pool under the back door. And where she is, it's an almost suspended stone slab, which bears her weight. As long as she moves, it creaks.

Shit! Jishuya wants to drown her!

Han Xiaoye's brain was blank for a moment.

Say not afraid to be false, her fingertips can't stop shaking up, eyes are unconsciously looking down. Every time I watch it, I sweat a little more.

She never thought that jishuya wanted to kill.

After all, this is the 21st century, a legal society. No matter what the identity of Niubi is, a murderer is also a murderer, and he will be in prison.

She thinks Ji Shuya just wants to beat her for revenge, or Fu Xiaoyan's idea.

Unexpectedly, Ji Shuya wanted her to die with Fu Xiaoyan!

"Woo, woo..."

The tape on her mouth was so tight that she could only make a faint, almost inaudible sound from her throat with all her strength.

Han Xiaoye tried to cry a few times and gave up calling for help.

Since we can't call for help, we have to help ourselves.

She can't die!

Fu Zhiyan's x indifference has not been cured, Fu Xiaoyan has not been born, the most important thing is that she is not married!

Remember before Ji Shuya said not married, Han Xiaoye heart pain. Just now what she said in front of Ji Shuya was so confident and indifferent. It was all pretended. In fact, she had no bottom in her heart.

What if even if she tried to like him again, Fu Zhiyan really didn't want to marry her?

Heart sour to death, she dropped her eyelids, a little depressed.

Originally, she is not Mrs. fu

It's like winning five million, getting the prize money, but being told that it was sent to the wrong person, and then taking it back.

Depressed for a few seconds, she looked down at her stomach, took a deep breath, and strengthened her faith again.

If the long march of revolution is not successful, we can challenge it again, but now she has to protect Fu Xiaoyan anyway!

Although the things in the room are messy, there are no sharp ones that can cut the rope. Ji Shuya should have checked and put them away in advance.

My sister!

How to open the rope without sharp things?

Han Xiaoye's mind flashed and began to rub the rope with the edges of the chair.

She has watched this for countless times in TV dramas. Every time the protagonist is tied up by bad people, at the critical moment, she relies on rubbing the rope with the edges of a chair, or picking up a stone on the ground to break the rope.

It's easier said than done. Nylon rope is tightly tied to both hands. When rubbing, the rope will tighten the wrist at the same time. wrist

But

Han Xiaoye held back the pain and continued to rub hard.

At this time, Ji Shuya forced to wear the earphone in her ear and heard a voice.

"Where is Ono?"

Han Xiaoye couldn't help clenching his fist and gritting his teeth, so he didn't jump up.

Fu Zhiyan, it's Fu Zhiyan!

"Before I tell you, is brother Zhiyan interested in talking to me?"

man

Jishuya led the man up to the second floor and opened the first room. At the moment when Fu Zhiyan came in, her evening dress suddenly slipped, revealing her graceful figure. Coquettishly called a voice, "stop speech elder brother."

The room was deliberately decorated with fragrance, which is unique.

Fu Zhiyan tightened his chin, swept the side of the aromatherapy oven, as if did not see her naked, straight into the, "say, talk about what?"

Ji Shuya's face was blue and white. A few seconds later, she returned to her normal appearance. She was as gentle as water. "Brother Zhiyan, did you hear about my marriage with Liu Mingqi?"

"Yes." Indifference and coldness.

Ji Shuya thought that he would follow her just for Han Xiaoye's sake. Unexpectedly, it was just an understatement. Quietly clenched his fist, soft if boneless lean on him, low voice, "Zhiyan brother, do you see what I hold on my left hand?"

Fu Zhiyan Danfeng eyes swept, fell in her hands of the simple remote control board, face suddenly cold to the extreme!

Ji Shuya was just about to lean towards him, and the man with a cold face had stepped back, "I don't like other people approaching me."

"Others? Ah, brother Zhiyan, you and I have known each other for more than 20 years. In your words, I am someone else. Who do you like to be close to you? Han Xiaoye? "

Ji Shuya raised the corner of his mouth and said fiercely.

"Don't think I don't know why you left Han Xiaoye with you. It's because of Fu Xuanji, right? Because the person you really like is Fu Xuanji! "

Fu Zhiyan Feng Dan Feng eye cold Su to the extreme, thin lips pursed almost disappeared, "Ji Shuya, you are crazy."

"I'm crazy, driven crazy by you. You forced me, they forced me, all of you forced me, and you made me crazy. " She chuckled and stepped back. "I don't want to hear much. I just want to hear the truth. Do you love Han Xiaoye?"

red

Fu Zhiyan's expressionless and stern look seemed to be torn apart. The eyes of hawk Falcon were full of repressive storms. His voice was low, and it was still light. I don't know why, but it made people smell fierce. "Do you know what you are doing?"

man

"Do you know the consequences?"

"I know." Nothing but death. With Han Xiaoye's painful backing, she is not at fault!

Fu Zhiyan raised the corner of his mouth, Feng Mou slightly narrowed, and the end of his eyes was dense. He couldn't say how cold he was. "Are you sure you really know?"

"... I know, you don't have to scare me."

"Sometimes death is a luxury."

——Death, sometimes is a very luxurious thing!

It's just a statement, but it's more frightening than any threat.

Ji Shuya trembled and stepped back. Her cheek muscles twitched. "Ah, brother Zhiyan, you'd better answer my question first. Do you love Han Xiaoye?"

She rubbed her thumb on the button of the remote control panel, her eyes were burning with crazy brightness, "do you love her? I want to hear the truth

The truth is two words, bite very heavy!

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PS: Ji Shuya's words that Fu Zhiyan likes Han Xiaoye's mother are pure nonsense. She's crazy, so she thinks that subconsciously. Don't get me wrong.