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She took a deep breath and looked around her.

The orange light didn't bring any warmth, and the faint illumination only made the room even more terrifying.

The basement did not even have a single window. It could be seen that this place had been modified by Han Zhong, and the places that the sunlight should have penetrated had already been sealed with concrete by Han Zhong.

She felt uneasy.

Although she believed in Liu Yang and Han Yunshang, that was if they didn't come looking for her in time. One day, two days, three days, even if Han Zhong had to worry about the people around him and Xia Fengnan, he would not inflict any excessive punishment on himself. But once you're locked up here, it won't be long before your mind begins to crumble.

No one could bear such darkness.

Thinking about it, Gu Jiaru felt that the sound of the bugs were also terrifying.

When Han Zhong returned to the living room, he saw Han Boyi sitting on the sofa with an ice-cold expression waiting for him.

"What is it? That woman from Han Family, where did you send his? " Han Zhong disagreed. He knew that Han Boyi was just throwing a tantrum, so he didn't dare to disobey him.

Han Boyi's answer was unexpected: "You don't have to care about this, I just want to know, what do you want to do with Gu Jiaru?"

"Gu Jiaru." Han Zhong repeated himself and added another two sentences, "Interesting, really interesting."

He turned his body, took out a lighter from his pocket and lit up his cigarette, then looked at Han Boyi with narrowed eyes: "I want to know, what does this Gu Jiaru have to do with you? Is there a need for you to care about her? "

"You locked him up in the basement?" Han Boyi did not fall into Han Zhong's trap, he was only questioning him angrily.

"This probably has nothing to do with you, right?" Han Zhong was too lazy to reply as he prepared to walk into his own room with the cigarette between his lips.

Han Boyi panicked a little: "You can't blow up this matter again, it was an accident that Hanxiuqing was injured, it is considered an accident; Han Xiuqing must take revenge for our sister on this matter, she almost sent people to rape Gu Jiaru, Han Yunshang only …"

Saying that, Han Zhong's eyes became even sharper.

This caused Han Boyi to face it head on and not dare to say anymore. After all, the one who was harmed was the Han Family. No matter how much he tried to explain, he could not make up for the fact that his own sister was being tortured in the end.

"Go on." Han Zhong raised his hand and took a puff on his cigarette, his eyes staring straight at Han Boyi, "Do you really think I'm afraid of the Han Family? With just Han Yunshang? "

"The moves that he could use, he had already used them all a long time ago. How could he possibly still have some tricks up his sleeve against Han Family? Since he had done worse than animals, he was not afraid of anything. Would I be afraid? "

"But …" Han Boyi still wanted to advise his otherwise.

"Want to save her? You can call anyone you want, but make sure your little girlfriend stays home and doesn't go anywhere. " After saying that, Han Zhong no longer had any plans to continue the conversation, and directly walked towards his bedroom.

Han Boyi was at a loss. He clenched his fists tightly, but he had no other choice.

He understood her father's meaning. It was no more than that if she wanted to interfere in this matter, then Han Meixi would definitely be involved in it as well, and receive the same treatment.

Can't Do...

Han Boyi lowered his head in dejection.

From the looks of it, Han Yunshang was still in the hospital. He did not expect Gu Jiaru to be in danger. If he wanted to leak the information, he would definitely be discovered by his father …

Forget it.

Thinking about the Han Meixi who was still unconscious, he turned and walked into the room.

It was already difficult for him to protect a woman, but he did not have the ability to protect someone else's woman.

Wish you good luck. This was Han Boyi's only thought before he closed the door.

"Ugh …" "Thirsty …" Han Meixi who was lying back on his bed suddenly spoke, the turbid sound pulled Han Boyi's thoughts back to reality.

"Wake up and drink some water." Han Boyi's expression became gentle. He was already tired of dealing with these chaotic relationships and just wanted to get out of them as soon as possible. Whether it was himself or his entire Han Family.

"Mm …" Han Meixi was still a little dazed as she raised her hand to rub her temple.

Han Boyi reached out his right hand that held the cup of water in front of him and shook it gently, "The water is warm, drink some. "If you're not feeling well, you should throw up."

"Yeah, a bit of a headache." Han Meixi's voice was filled with grievance, but she still raised her hand to receive the cup.

Han Boyi sighed weakly, then said: "Why do you drink so much?"

This questioning tone made Han Meixi uncomfortable, to the point that she slowly raised her eyes, took a glance at him, and snappily said: "I'm happy, I met an old friend in the day."

"He left you with an old friend?" Han Boyi's tone carried a tinge of ridicule.

"Nothing." Han Meixi slightly frowned, as she became slightly agitated, "You don't need to …"

Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly felt ice-cold fingers covering her temples. The slight cautious movements made her feel a lot more comfortable.

"Thank you …" "Thank you." She didn't complain or feel depressed anymore. Instead, she felt that she had added a lot of trouble. She struggled to get up as she said, "Thank you for picking me up. I think it's better for me to go home first."

"How can you go back like this?" Han Boyi didn't stop what he was doing, he looked at her with some anger, "Don't tell me that you're planning to drive home with the smell of alcohol all over your body."

When Han Meixi heard this, she looked up at him and said pitifully, "How about … You want to send me back? "

"I just saw you off halfway, and now you're back." Han Boyi's fingers seemed to have some sort of mysterious magic that was able to relieve the pain on her temples to a great extent.

This made Han Meixi raise her voice to question: "Why?"

"It's nothing. You can sleep here today. I'll go to the living room. " Seeing that Han Meixi had retreated backwards, Han Boyi retracted her hand, her eyes filled with worry.

Of course Han Meixi didn't know that in order to bring her back home unharmed, she was currently trapped in the basement. It would be better not to do anything tonight. With her father's personality, it would be better to wait until tomorrow before doing anything else.

Although he did not know the reason, this was the first time since he was young that he had slept on Han Boyi's bed. "You mean, you want me to sleep on your bed?"

If she remembered correctly, with Han Boyi's serious obsession with cleanliness, she absolutely would not allow anyone to sit on his bed, let alone lie down and sleep.

After thinking about it, Han Meixi, who had cleared her head a little, looked down at the bed beneath him. The light grey bed sheets was clearly the most obvious sign of being a man.

Did I just wake up from this bed?

"Yes, as long as you don't vomit on it." Looking at her silly and naive appearance, Han Boyi's heart wavered a bit. In the past, he had always hoped that Han Meixi would become more mature, to the point that she thought that Han Xiuqing was the best person for her to develop her personality.

But now, after experiencing so many things, Han Boyi suddenly realised that it was best for her to never grow up.

Not in bed. This should be the most humorous thing that came out of Han Boyi's mouth, but when Han Meixi heard it, she did not feel relaxed or happy at all: "Did something happen?"

Before answering this question, Han Boyi had raised his head and glanced at her.

"Hmm?" Han Meixi asked again.

Han Boyi took the cup of water from her and gently placed it back to its original position: "No."

Afterwards, he did not give Han Meixi any time to prepare anything and rushed to ask, "Do you still want to drink anymore?"

"No need." Her voice was soft and her eyes were slightly lowered.

"Alright, then you rest. I'll go to sleep as well. I'll take you to breakfast tomorrow and then send you back. "

With that, Han Boyi turned and prepared to leave.

Sensing that Han Boyi was about to walk, she immediately panicked and quickly said: "Wait …"

"Hmm?" He turned around, his eyes unperturbed.

Han Meixi was a little hesitant and bit her lips, obviously feeling wronged. "But, what kind of relationship do we have now?"

"Friend." Han Boyi answered without hesitation.

"Just a friend?" Although she tried her best to control them, Han Meixi was still unable to endure the sour feeling in her throat. She looked straight at Han Boyi, and her eyes were filled with unease.

This time, Han Boyi hesitated for a few seconds and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"I see." Han Meixi did not continue forcing him, and dejectedly lowered her head, "You can go sleep, I'll call a taxi back later."

"I think it's better to be a child, a more intimate playmate."

Han Meixi sneered: "Then forget it, it's better to be a stranger."

"Strangers don't pick you up at the bar at night." Han Boyi frowned slightly, he did not understand what was going on in this woman's brain.

Han Meixi lowered her eyes with some despair: "Yes, so you shouldn't come here in the future. I'll delete your cell phone number so I won't accidentally contact you if I drink too much. "

These words made Han Boyi even more speechless. She actually thought that he had drunk too much and called for help.

Han Boyi did not expose this matter, he only said: "There is no need to be like this, I don't want to lose a friend like you."

"I have a lot of friends, I don't lack you." After Han Meixi finished speaking, she laid down on Han Boyi's bed, with his back facing. A few seconds later, she continued, "You can leave, I'm going to sleep. I won't give you any more trouble after tonight. "

After saying this, Han Meixi closed her eyes, in order to not let her strong strength crumble in front of Han Boyi. She had tried her best not to cry in front of him.

Only when she heard the sound of the door closing did two drops of tears fall from the corners of her eyes.

At this time, Han Boyi, who had just left the room, did not have a relaxed expression on his face. On the contrary, he clenched his fist as if he had made up his mind.

Since he didn't have the ability or means to get his family to accept her, he would give her marriage and her future. Since even she herself was hesitating, it would be better for her to have a happy and happy life.

He lowered his eyes and smiled, laughing at his own weakness. He also laughed because it was fate that made people laugh.