Substitute Wife: The Mysterious Emperor and Young Master Loves Deeply

After the three of Di Qing left.

In the messy room, there was a tranquility like after a disaster.

Chu Qianmo tried her best to adjust her mentality, got up and walked into the bathroom, she stared at herself in the mirror.

The red eyes have been swollen into peaches, the right eye circle is still accompanied by the bruise that Jiang Xun smashed with his fist, the messy hair is like a chicken coop, and the multiple "strawberry marks" planted by Emperor Qing on the neck... like this My own is indeed very miserable.

There was an indifferent smile on Chu Qianmo's lips. She faced the mirror and rehearsed the next lines in her heart.

After making all the preparations, Chu Qianmo used the hotel's landline phone to dial the well-known number...

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When Chu Qianmo called, Shang Jiachen had just attended a reception.

Just when he was ready to leave after dinner, a landline number suddenly appeared on the phone screen, which surprised him a little.

He immediately went to the door of the reception hall and connected the phone. Before he could speak, Chu Qianmo's angry voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Brother... Please... help me..."

"Xia Yimo?"

After Shang Jiachen recognized Xia Yimo's voice, his heart tightened suddenly.

Why did her voice sound so fragile, what happened?
"Suddenly a group of people tied me up just now, and then they...just to me..."

Chu Qianmo's weak voice came intermittently.

She cried so loudly that she was in a panic, and her voice became a little hoarse. The helplessness and despair in her voice made Shang Jiachen feel as if someone had stabbed him hard in the chest in an instant.

"Where are you now?"

he asked into the phone.

The call came so suddenly that he couldn't confirm the truth of the matter for a while, but he was sure that the voice on the phone was Xia Yimo.

She is just an innocent and innocent elementary school girl who is ignorant of the world, who would attack her suddenly?

"I'm Shun..."

The other end of the phone just answered, but a sudden noise interrupted her words, and then, a busy tone came from the phone.

Shang Jiachen's Adam's apple rolled violently, and his heart was instantly lifted to his throat.

What exactly is going on? ——Shang Jiachen became uneasy.

At this moment, an anonymous number suddenly sent him a text message.

He turned on his phone and saw a suddenly enlarged photo on the screen, which made his body tremble.

The girl in the photo has disheveled hair, flushed face, blurred eyes, red marks on her neck and chest, who else could it be if it wasn't Xia Yimo?

Seeing this photo, Shang Jiachen's blood froze all over his body.

"Mr. Shang, several suppliers are looking for you, do you want to go back and talk to them?"

The assistant Rowling, who was wearing a black OL suit, came out to ask Shang Jiachen for instructions.

Shang Jiachen's face was cold, his nostrils trembled slightly with excitement, he didn't care about answering Rowling's words, so he handed the phone to Rowling:
"I don't care what method you use, the sooner you find the source of this number, the better—"

"Yes, Mr. Shang!"

Rowling was taken aback for a moment, and seeing Shang Jiachen's face showing an unprecedented coldness, she instantly understood a little.

She immediately took Shang Jiachen's mobile phone, glanced at the landline number on the screen, and immediately started connecting...

"Mr. Shang, the other party is currently in room 1007 of the Shunhe Hotel, do you want to rush there?"

"Let's go now!"

Shang Jiachen immediately gave the order with a cold face, his eyes were cold, his fingers slowly tightened, and his joints gradually turned pale.

Within 1 minute of his order, his exclusive car Rolls-Royce had already sped up and stopped under the steps.

When Shang Jiachen walked down the steps quickly, he just ran into Di Qing who had just rushed to the reception.

He and Di Qing had a brief eye contact, but the situation was urgent, he didn't care about greeting Di Qing, after passing by coldly, he quickly sneaked into the Rolls-Royce, and quickly disappeared into the thick In the darkness of night...

Di Qing looked at the direction where Shang Jiachen was going away, the coldness between his brows dissipated little by little, he hooked the corners of his lips, and the smiles in his eyes rippled like water splashes...

Because Xi Feng sent Jiang Xun back to the Emperor's Castle, late Diqing arrived at the reception scene one step at a time. Seeing Diqing standing on the steps, looking at the Rolls-Royce leaving in dust, Xi Feng stepped forward and hooked him by the shoulders :

"It seems that he rushed over?"

"Well. Since he can rush over, then she must be fine."

After Di Qing nodded, the smile on the corners of his lips gradually narrowed, and a trace of bitterness flashed across his brows.

For some reason, he actually didn't like Chu Qianmo's way of dealing with hatred.

But everyone has the right to choose their own lifestyle, and he has no way to interfere.

"Since that's the case, let's take advantage of this opportunity to find a way to pry some of Hanya's old clients over from this reception, so that we can also help her sideways."

Xi Feng tilted his lips to show a classic smirk, hooked Di Qing's shoulders, and the two walked into the reception together, and quietly caught up with several old customers of Han Ya...

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When Shang Jiachen broke in, there was no sound in the room.

Chu Qianmo was lying pale on the big bed in the hotel, surrounded by a mess that was visible to the naked eye, with blood stains scattered on the sheets and quilt.

Chu Qianmo, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, opened his eyes faintly after hearing the footsteps.

The moment she saw Shang Jiachen, the tears in Chu Qianmo's eyes naturally overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and she shouted angrily:
"elder brother……"

"How is this going?"

After Shang Jiachen looked around the whole room, his pupils shrank violently in an instant.

He immediately sat on the edge of the bed and lifted Chu Qianmo up from the bed. The quilt wrapped tightly around Chu Qianmo's body slipped off naturally. lip prints.

He grabbed her hand suddenly, but touched a piece of sticky liquid.

He quickly opened her arm and saw a sticky blood stain on her wrist, and a shallow cut mark on her wrist.

Shang Jiachen's cheeks tensed instantly, the line of his jaw was cold and hard, his back seemed to be blown by the cold wind, and his voice was chilling:

"Who did this?"

"I... I don't know... I just went out to take out the trash... I was tied up here... and then they... just treated me..."

Chu Qianmo raised his head, looked at Shang Jiachen with tears in his eyes, and could no longer narrate.

Shang Jiachen's heart tightened, and he instantly understood what happened.

Although her vision was blurred at the moment, she could still feel the coldness in Shang Jiachen's eyes.

At this moment, she tried her best to show the despair and helplessness after being violated in front of Shang Jiachen, and even used the disposable razor in the bathroom to cut a gash on her wrist.

Her body was trembling like a trembling fallen leaf, her small body couldn't help shrinking into Shang Jiachen's arms, and let out a low sob.

Shang Jiachen slightly narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and his dark eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him. His face was gloomy, and he couldn't help being angry.

She is a girl, and she has no grievances or enmities with anyone. Who is behind her back who did such an outrageous thing...