Little drama maid

When Fu Juan rushed to the side of the car, there was no one in the car, and a note was thrown on the passenger seat, which said: If you want her to live, go to warehouse No. 110 in suburban area [-].

Fu Jun got into the car almost without any pause, and the car turned around and drove directly to the destination.

Fu Juan was driving very fast. Although he couldn't see any expression on his face, he couldn't hide the murderous intent in his eyes. He stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom and whizzed by the side cars, leaving behind him the sound of cursing from the driver behind him.

The night is getting thicker and darker, and the surroundings are quiet. There is no bustling and noisy city, but it makes people infinitely suspicious.

Fu Juan's car was parked outside the warehouse. After he got out of the car, he looked around. The far and near lights kept flickering. There used to be some factories here. Because they were closer to the crowd, they all moved away in recent years, and what remained were only a few factories. A warehouse for old things.

Few people come here, and the surroundings are full of ruins. Looking at No. 110 warehouse No. [-], there is a faint light coming from inside.

Fu Jun strode inside, he didn't consider whether it would be dangerous, he only had one thought in his mind, Ji Yan must take care of herself.

Pushing open the rusty door, the creaking sound rang out in the night sky, as if an old man couldn't help coughing at night, exhaling a decaying breath.

Walking in, a musty smell hits the face, the bottom of the feet is full of dust, and there is a touch of softness when stepping on it.

Fu Jun slowed down. It was obvious that no one had been to this warehouse for many years, and the eaves were full of spider webs.

Continuing to walk in, Fu Juan realized that the light he saw outside came from a small room in the warehouse, no wonder it wasn't obvious.

Pushing open the door of the small room, as soon as Fu Juan walked in, he saw that Miss Du was only wearing a thin gauze, through which her naked body could be seen completely.

Fu Jun immediately averted his eyes. At this moment, footsteps came from behind him. Before Fu Jun could turn around, with a bang, the wooden stick hit Fu Jun directly on the back of the head.

Fu Jun staggered, and threw his body straight forward, his mind dizzy for a moment.

At this moment, the people behind him rummaged through the pockets of his suit. Fu Jun instinctively wanted to stop him, but his arm was thrown away. After the phone was taken away, the door behind him was completely locked.

It didn't know how long it took for Fu Juan's brain to wake up. His face was gloomy. He looked up and looked around. Except for the two small windows at the top, the only exit was this door.

Miss Du seemed to have just woken up from a coma at this time. She blushed and tried to open her eyes. When she saw Fu Jun, she actually showed a smile of joy, "Young Master Fu, is that you? You came to save me?"

Miss Du got up from the ground. Her hair, face, and arms were covered with dust, and she didn't wear shoes on her feet. She was dirty from head to toe. She was completely different from the high-ranking Miss Du before.

Miss Du stumbled towards Fu Juan, but Fu Juan got out of the way. Miss Du staggered and almost fell down. She held on to the iron door. Maybe it was too cold, so she quickly withdrew her hand.

She stared at Fu Jun with hazy eyes, "Young Master Fu, didn't you come to save me? Then why did you run away? I'm so cold, I'm really cold."

Although it is spring, it is still cold at night, especially in this place where no one has lived for a long time, it is several degrees colder than the urban area.

Miss Du put her arms around her chest and looked in Fu Jun's direction. She was no longer as domineering as before. Today, Miss Du is like a wild dog thrown on the side of the road, no one pays attention.

Because Fu Jun made their stock price plummet in Du's Enterprise, and Fu Jun let most of the shares into Fu's Group, they have lost their autonomy.

In order to restore the reputation of the Fu Group, Fu Zhairui forced the affairs of the Du Group on Fu Jun's head, and said that as long as the Du Group can redeem the shares purchased by the Fu Group at the previous stock price, the Fu Group will definitely return them. , and will not sit on the ground and raise the price.

Fu Zhairui seemed to be returning these shares, but in fact it was just a sentence, the Du family had no money, and he did it just to look good.

There is no doubt that Du's enterprise went bankrupt.

Fu Juan looked at Miss Du in front of him uncertainly. He couldn't stop looking around. There were no lights flickering or anything to watch, which made him even more strange.

"Why are you here?"

Miss Du squatted on the ground trembling, she leaned her body against the iron gate, and said intermittently: "I don't know, I was just called to drink by an acquaintance who said he could give me money, so I went. It was here when it came.”

Miss Du looked around, "Where is this?"

Fu Jun frowned, "When were you called by that person?"

Miss Du thought for a while, "It's been a few days."

Fu Jun looked away. In such a cold day, Miss Du could stay here for a few days and nights without eating or drinking. No wonder there was a peculiar smell here.

"Fu Shao, are you here to save me?"

Miss Du asked again, looking at Fu Jun as if she was looking at the savior, "You hated me so much before, why did you come to save me?"

Fu Juan looked away from her. He raised his hand to touch the back of his head. It was already swollen. With the help of the faint light, Fu Juan realized that the palm of his hand was covered with traces of blood.

The man was beaten so hard that there was no room for him. If he died right away, the people behind the scenes would be fulfilled.

The surroundings were quiet and only the breathing of the two could be heard. Ms. Du didn't dare to catch Fu Jun rashly. She just curled up on the ground and looked at Fu Jun. Seeing that he didn't speak, she asked again, "Are you my savior?" ? Are you here to save me?"

Fu Jun was silent for a long time, but he still took off his suit jacket and threw it to Miss Du. His voice was emotionless, "Put it on."

Ms. Du was overjoyed, and immediately put on her clothes, "Young Master Fu, you treat me well, thank you, when I go out, I will definitely restrain myself, and I won't cause you any trouble."

Fu Jun never loosened his brows, he was far away from Miss Du, and asked, "Can you remember who was the last person you saw?"

Ms. Du raised her head and thought hard, and after a while she said: "It seems to be Mrs. Wang's wife. My mother said she was looking for me and asked me to drink with her. I just remember that I drank a few drinks and nothing happened." I don't even remember."

Fu Jun's eyes were terribly gloomy. On the one hand, he was worried that Ji Yan would be okay, but on the other hand, he thought that Su Yunlian had met Mrs. Wang Dong. Could this matter have something to do with her?

At the same time, Ji Yan was still in a coma. When she opened her eyes, she saw a smiling face, "Wake up, do you have a headache? Do you want some water?"

Ji Yan sat up, looked around, and jumped off the bed in an instant, "Where's Fu Jun?"