I fish every day in a wealthy family

After Zhao Jing finished speaking, suddenly her eyes flashed, she turned out the cell phone in Ruan Qingshu's pocket, turned it off, and put it in her own pocket.

Zhao Jing's actions are so natural.

Ruan Qingshu's heart seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, and she was so stuffy that she could hardly breathe.

She watched Zhao Jing's sinking, but she could only let out a low and deep whimper, which was useless.

She used to sympathize with Zhao Jing, but looking at it now, is Zhao Jing really worthy of sympathy?
Zhao Jing was used, brainwashed to the point of losing herself, and even became an accomplice, but for her own benefit, she wanted love, protection and care.

Zhao Zheng used these beautiful things to lure Zhao Jing step by step to hell.

However, if Zhao Zheng hadn't come back, she was only one step away from saving Zhao Jing.

With just that one step, she not only failed to save anyone, but also put herself in it.

Disappointment flashed across her eyes, and Ruan Qingshu closed her eyes.

Into the darkness, the voice in the ear became clearer.

Through a door, she caught the voice outside the door.

That voice was very familiar to her, it was Song Yuanming's voice.

"Zhao Zheng, I'm here to talk to you about the case where your sister was raped."

There was a trace of panic in Zhao Zheng's voice, "Prosecutor Song, hasn't all the evidence been reviewed? That Ruan Mingxi was also arrested."

"There are still some places that need to be checked again. I hope you will cooperate."

"I will definitely cooperate, and I hope that those who hurt my sister will be brought to justice as soon as possible."

"Have people from the Ruan family approached you for reconciliation recently?"

"No. It's obvious that they didn't make sense of this matter, and they probably don't have the face to reconcile. Moreover, my attitude has always been firm, and I want that Ruan Mingxi to be punished by law."

"Is that car parked outside yours?"

"No, but people who are eating and shopping nearby often come to park here. There is no parking fee here. Why did Prosecutor Song suddenly ask about the car?"

"I'm going to do errands nearby later, and I want to park the car here. Since someone parked it, I'll park it somewhere else. Are you alone at home now?"

"Just me."

"Then I'll come back another day! I have to check with your sister for some questions."

"That's really unfortunate. My sister went shopping with friends. You can tell her in advance some other day. I'll let her wait for you at home."

"it is good."

"Prosecutor Song, go slowly."

Hearing this, Ruan Qingshu knew that Song Yuanming was about to leave, she opened her eyes, struggled hard but could only make a faint movement.

Watching her movements, Zhao Jing, who was standing by, understood her intentions in an instant, and suppressed her whole weak body.

Ruan Qingshu was pressed under the quilt, sweating all over her body.

After a while, there was the sound of closing the door outside.

After a while, Zhao Zheng opened the door and walked in. Seeing Zhao Jing holding Ruan Qingshu down, he looked at Zhao Jing with satisfaction and praised, "As expected of my brother's good sister, the prosecutor is gone, Jing'er, clean up, here Can't wait any longer."

Zhao Jing let go of the quilt, and quickly got up to tidy up.

Ruan Qingshu was able to poke her head out from under the quilt, a large amount of fresh air poured into her lung cavity, and she gasped heavily.

She raised her eyes, looked at Zhao Zheng, and whimpered a few times.

Zhao Zheng squatted down, removed the cloth from her mouth, narrowed his eyes, "Miss Ruan, I thought of a good way. We will take you to Huacheng first, where you can get good money for us. Go back to Haicheng by yourself."

No matter how big the amount is, the bank can naturally withdraw money from another place. This is common sense, and Ruan Qingshu can't fool Zhao Zheng.

But if they kidnap her and go to Huacheng, that place is thousands of miles away, no one will know if she will die there.

Just now, listening to Song Yuanming's inquiries, he should have noticed something strange. Song Yuanming has seen her car before, so he would not fail to recognize that it belonged to her.

But will he save her?Ruan Qingshu was not very sure.

She is alone, injured again, weak and head-to-head, she is definitely not their opponent.

She didn't know the bottom line, but still delayed the time and said, "Zhao Zheng, Huacheng is still a long time away from here. I hurt my back and it hurts so badly. I can't stand the bumps at all. You just want money and don't want me. Let's have an accident!"

After Ruan Qingshu finished speaking, she deliberately exaggerated her painful expression.

Zhao Zheng looked at her wringing her pale little face, dense beads of sweat oozing from the corners of her forehead, the one he threw her earlier was really heavy handed.

He was already strong, but Ruan Qingshu was slender, with porcelain-white skin, and he had a pampered physique, so it was normal for him not to be able to withstand such a fall.

Of course, Zhao Zheng didn't want to take a life on his back. All he dared to do were petty deeds, and he wasn't brave enough to kill someone.

He straightened his face, "I know a doctor, I'll take you to see him first, but you have to promise, don't play tricks on me!"

Zhao Zheng can also be regarded as making friends with some famous scholars and some knowledgeable people. This doctor specializes in treating injuries for those who cannot go to the hospital or who cannot go to the hospital.

Ruan Qingshu also thought that Zhao Zheng would not take her to the hospital. Once he went to the hospital, Zhao Zheng would fall into a trap, and the injury on her back was unknown to what extent. This kind of folk doctor's technique is not good or bad, but it is better than nothing Well, she dragged her injured body, and it was inconvenient to do anything.

She was slightly taken aback, gritted her teeth and said, "I promise you."

Zhao Zheng checked the rope tied to her wrist, untied the rope tied to her ankle, and then took a fruit knife from the table beside her.

Zhao Jing was almost packed at this time, pulled two big suitcases, walked over and said, "Brother, I packed everything!"

Zhao Zheng pulled Ruan Qingshu up, put a fruit knife on her waist, and threatened, "If you don't behave properly, I won't be polite, you know?"

The sharp point of the knife pierced her sunken waist.

Ruan Qingshu's lips were pale, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, he swallowed and said, "I'm already like this, what else can I do?"

Zhao Zheng escorted her forward, "Don't play tricks, be nice to everyone."

Zhao Jing followed behind pushing two suitcases.

Ruan Qingshu's sad pain spread violently as she walked, and her limbs were dissipated, and the beads of sweat on her forehead rolled bigger and bigger.

But she has to stay sober, she has to be sober.

She was escorted by Zhao Zheng to the back seat of an old van at the door.

Zhao Zheng handed the knife to Zhao Jing, "You sit behind and watch her."

Zhao Jing hesitated for a moment, but timidly took the fruit knife, sat on the back seat, held the handle tightly, and pointed the tip of the knife at Ruan Qingshu's waist.

Zhao Jing still has a timid look on her face, but this timid look has made it impossible for people to feel affection.

Zhao Zheng carried the suitcase and put it in the trunk, and then sat in the driver's seat.

With a bang, the door was slammed shut.

Zhao Zheng started the engine, and the van bumped along the small road where Ruan Qingshu came, and drove towards a wider road.