Fang Jiamei slightly dumb, looking at her careful proposal, "can't you call the police?"
Song Jiajia shook her head. "It's no use. I've been there, but the other party blocked me back in various forms. If the alarm is really useful, other people would have reported it."
How could he endure such humiliation again and again.
Fang Jiamei lowered her head and pursed her lips, thinking about what to do. Song Jiajia held her hand and looked at her prayingly: "Miss Fang, can I ask you to help me? I really don't want to serve that man. Can you help me find a place to hide? "
Fang Jiamei opened her lips slightly, but she could not say a word that she could refuse.
……
Mo Yiheng was called home by Fang Jiamei's phone. Looking at the strange woman sitting on the sofa, his face sank slightly.
"Wait a minute." Fang Jiamei pats the back of song Jiajia's hand and drags Mo Yiheng to the bedroom.
When she closed the door, Fang Jiamei closed her eyes and begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't meddle in my business, but she's really poor. If it wasn't for me today, she would jump off the building."
At that time, she just wanted to save her. She didn't think so much about it, but now It's too late to regret.
Mo Yiheng looked at her and said, "when can you change your character? This kind of thing is very complicated. How long can you manage it? "
That woman is like a time bomb. Maybe even she is in danger. Does she understand?
Fang Jiamei bit her lower lip and pestered her hands. She looked at him pitifully, "what should we do now?"
All the people have come back. How can you drive them away
Mo Yiheng sighed, opened the door and went out. Fang Jiamei immediately followed.
Song Jiajia saw them come out and stand up, with a trace of tension on her face.
Mo Yiheng nodded politely to her, but her gloomy face gave people a kind of indifference, "Miss Song, right?"
Song Jiajia nodded silently.
Mo Yiheng put his hands in his pocket, frowned slightly, and his tone was very flat. "I sympathize with what happened to you, but this kind of thing is not something we ordinary people can solve. If you need help, you can go to the police. My wife is kind and simple, and she is soft hearted to bring you back. I hope you don't misunderstand anything."
Compared with others, he hoped Fang Jiamei would not get hurt and just stay by his side.
Fang Jiamei stood by his side, looked at him silently and lowered her head
She knows that her behavior is impulsive, so she has a little regret now.
She has no ability to meddle at all.
When song Jiajia heard this, she burst into tears and knelt down in front of them. "No way, the police won't care about us, and those people won't let me go. I know you're not ordinary people. Please help me! I beg you... "
When she kowtowed to them, Fang Jiamei quickly stepped forward to stop, "don't do this, don't do this..."
Song Jiajia seized her hand excitedly, her eyes full of despair and praying, "Miss Fang, you will help me, right? You said you would help me
"I, I..." Fang Jiamei didn't know how to say, "how can I help you?"
She said that even the police would not care about it.
What can they do?
Song Jiajia seems to be at a loss, kneeling on the ground to hide his face in pain, "so you might as well let me die, why give me hope..."
Fang Jiamei's heart flashed a trace of sadness. She looked to Mo Yiheng for help