Chapter 318

At the moment, he was dressed in the clothes taken off by the bodyguard. He was wet and his face was cloudy, but he was still walking towards her step by step. With each step, a wet step was shown on the ground.

Seeing that he was so embarrassed, there was no expression on her face. "Now you can tell me, how is Lu Mingyu? What's the video in your mobile phone? Even if you don't answer the phone, it doesn't mean he had an accident!"

Murong Heng stared at her face. He was so worried about her just now, but what about her?

He didn't care about him the first time he came up. How was he? Instead, ask another man, a dead man.

"He's dead and will never come back. You want to see him unless you really die." He came forward and reached out to her.

On the flexible side of her body, the bodyguard behind her grabbed her arms and she couldn't move.

Seeing his hand stretched out, she suddenly smiled, "you're all like this now. You're still in the mood to hold me. Do you want to freeze to death?"

"You care about me?"

Of course she cares about him. She doesn't know the truth about Lu Mingyu yet!

But she was sure that he must be playing tricks. If he was really abroad and sent someone to tamper with Lu Mingyu's car, if they didn't notice.

The picture on the mobile phone may really be found.

Murongheng took out his mobile phone and dripping with water, "unfortunately, there was a video that could make you completely lose heart, but now... I can't see it."

Completely dead video?

Her feet suddenly softened, her chest was stuffy, like a boulder pressing, she had difficulty breathing, and her back was slowly cooling.

He is so serious that she can't tell the true from the false. Is it true? There are other videos. What will they be?

"Is there a backup?" She forced herself to be calm and not to mess around.

She's still warm, and they're still waiting for her at home.

If something happens to Lu Mingyu, she must not have an accident.

"You still care about him!" Murong Heng gnashed his teeth and roared at her. He came forward and took her by the wrist and walked out quickly.

Because he was in a hurry, his dry clothes fell to the ground, and he didn't care.

His wrist was so tight and painful that she could barely keep up with him by trotting.

The footsteps were too hasty, and the wind blowing in her ears made her cheeks ache. "Murong Heng, do you have any meaning like this? Once a person changes his heart, compulsion is useless. No matter what you do, I don't have you in my heart."

Murongheng didn't answer her, so he pushed her into the car directly. When the door "banged", the others didn't come up.

As soon as he approached, the wet breath rushed in, and his eyes were misty with water vapor. At the moment, he tightly locked her, "Nie Yiyi, are you willing to guard a dead person?"

"Why not? Even if he dies, he still lives in my heart, and even if you live, you have died in my heart. You died when you married Lin Weiwei six years ago." She was still close to the glass window, cold, cool and hard, which hurt her back.

Sorrow is no greater than death.

Seeing him close, he was like a hungry wolf, pouncing on the most beautiful and tempting prey, with a green light in his eyes, as if to swallow her in an instant.

"If you do something to me now, the next moment you see is my body! I'm serious." Her voice was as cold as the lake he had just fallen into.

"You..."

He was not afraid to do anything to her, but he was afraid of her indifferent eyes, as if they had never met strangers.

No, she treats strangers better than him!

He looked gloomy. "Come on, drive!"

Nie Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief. She was not sure whether Murong Heng would suddenly go crazy, but anyway, she didn't want to be killed by him

The car sped again. She didn't know where to go this time.

Murong Heng is drenched now. He should go home.

Go home with him. What's he going to do to her?

house arrest?

Hehe, do you think it's ancient?

The car stopped in front of an American villa. The wind and land are beautiful and the environment is quiet. It is more comfortable and natural in the afterglow of the sunset.

But she didn't want to go in at all.

"Get off!" His fierce drink came from his side.

She hardly hesitated to get out of the car. The cold wind was blowing at night. She shrugged and moved quickly towards the lighted villa.

Murong Heng followed her with big strides and passed her after entering the door. "Don't think about leaving here!"

She looked back at the door. The bodyguard was outside, but they just got off. The car didn't drive into the garage, but drove away.

Not to mention the other entrances of the villa, there must be a lot of bodyguards.

Murong Heng went upstairs. She walked around in the living room. There was a telephone line, but there was no telephone and TV, but she couldn't open it. It wasn't bad, but it was deliberately broken.

After a turn, the conclusion is that there is no communication equipment here.

He is very strict. She has no way to contact people outside except the servants here.

When she tried to communicate with the waiter, she found that she didn't seem to hear her. Deaf mute?

Where did Murong Heng find such a servant?

The rest are his bodyguards, which is even more impossible. Those people are loyal and can't listen to her at all.

She sat decadent on the sofa, looked up at the crystal lights, closed her eyes, and what appeared in her mind was the picture of the car rollover explosion, and her heart cramped inexplicably.

Lu Mingyu

I was so uncomfortable that I didn't even hear Murong Heng's footsteps.

Until his voice sounded in his ear, "get up and eat."

"No."

She closed her eyes and didn't open them. She was in any mood to eat. She didn't eat at all.

Murong Heng leaned over and approached her. He had just taken a hot bath. He was wearing a thin home clothes and exhaled a trace of heat, "Yiyi, you forced me to feed you."

She moved her body to the side, then opened her eyes and looked at him, "I want to call."

"To whom? 110?" He smiled coldly, but looked ferocious against the backdrop of crystal lighting.

"My child, I haven't gone back so late. They will be worried!" She smiled gently. "You're going to be a father, too. Can you understand my mood?"

"No!" Murong Heng turned coldly and walked steadily towards the sofa. "Even if I was born, I won't admit it. I just want you to be born!"

Lu Mingsheng can't give it to her all his life!

Murong Heng sat at the table. She still sat on the sofa. "It doesn't matter if you don't eat. Giving you a nutritional injection at that time can also maintain your life. We can see how long you can last!"

She did think about a hunger strike just now, but what's the use of a hunger strike.