The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

Fu Zhen never expected that she would be more familiar with a car than he was, so he said unwillingly: "There are a lot of this kind of car on the street. You may have only ridden it once or twice, so there shouldn't be any surprises. .”

A red light turns into a green light.

Su Jin looked at the Maybach that was leaving, and suddenly felt a sense of loss in her heart, as if something she valued was missing.

Fu Zhen no longer cared about whether she was willing to contact him by herself, so he firmly held her hand and led her to the hotel.

Su Jin wanted to break free from her shackles.

Fu Zhen suppressed his voice and said coldly: "Xiao Jin, I can pamper you unscrupulously, but the premise is that you will be obedient and not willfully reject everything from me."

Su Jin has always been a person who is aware of current affairs, even if she has no memory, she is very good at observing words and expressions. Now this situation is obviously not the time for her to resist.

This man, uncertain, belonged to that kind of dangerous person, she would not be so stupid as to cut off her retreat because of a trivial matter.

She had to find a chance to get out of this man's control.

Fu Zhen is very satisfied with her obedient appearance, it seems that sometimes she has to be more serious, otherwise she will really be proud of her favor.

The night is hazy, and the lights are just coming on.

Su Jin stood in the empty room, continuing to watch the people coming and going under the building intently.

There were slight footsteps outside the house.

Su Jin glanced sideways at the door where the movement came, walked cautiously to the entrance, and opened the door slightly.

The two bodyguards outside the door suddenly became more alert.

Su Jin only glanced at them, then closed the door again.

The two bodyguards looked at each other in blank dismay. The superior asked them to guard the door every step of the way and not let the lady inside run wild, but they did not ask them to report everything in detail. In this case, there should be no need to tell the superior.

Su Jin frowned slightly, is she being monitored?
Why did that person monitor her?
Su Jin couldn't remember anything about the relationship between them, but this strange feeling told her that they were definitely not as close as that person said.

And now that he actually sent someone to guard her door, it confirmed the fact that there was no close relationship between them.

She had to get out of here, out of that person's control.

Su Jin walked to the window, which was on the 15th floor. If she wanted to jump from here, she was undoubtedly courting death.

"Knock knock knock" knock on the door sounded.

Su Jin turned her head when she heard the sound, and the door was opened from the outside.

The waiter came in pushing the dining car and said, "Mr. Fu said that you only ate a little at night. He was worried that you would be hungry, so he specially asked the kitchen to prepare steak and foie gras for you."

Su Jin looked at the plate on the table, and walked slowly over.

The door behind the attendant closed automatically.

Su Jin said, "Can I trouble you with something?"

The waiter was a little unclear about the situation, and raised his head and said, "What's the matter?"

Su Jin smiled at her.

The waiter suddenly had an ominous premonition, and before she could react, her eyes went dark, and she didn't even know what she had suffered, so she just fell to the ground.

Su Jin took off her clothes, then changed her own clothes and pants, and finally put her on the bed with great effort, pretending that she was sleeping, and after preparing everything, she put on Mask pushed the dining car out of the room.

The house was as calm as ever.

Fu Zhen simply washed up, took Su Jin's favorite chocolate, and entered the guest room.

He looked around and saw a slight curvature on the big bed. He walked over with a smile on his face, "Are you asleep?"

He deliberately lowered his voice.

There was no response from the bed, it looked like he was really asleep.

Fu Zhen didn't dare to disturb her, and put the chocolate on the side of the bed.

Suddenly there was some movement on the bed.

Fu Zhen suppressed his voice as much as possible, "Did I wake you up?"

The waiter covered his head and sat up dizzily.

Fu Zhen stared at the stranger in front of him, "Who are you?"

The waiter looked around in a daze, then as if remembering something, he hurriedly got off the bed, "I don't know, that guest seems to have knocked me out."

Fu Zhen turned and left the room, "Send everyone, even if they dig three feet into the ground, they must bring Xiaojin back to me."

On the street, crowds are surging.

Su Jin was in a dilemma. She was penniless and had no relatives. In this strange city, she seemed too passive.

"Little girl, let me go." A person pushed a stall cart and passed in front of her.

Su Jin stood on the street, blowing the night wind. It was indeed a bit hasty for her to escape so hastily.

What should she do now?

A car is driving at high speed on the road.

In the car, it was quiet as if there was no popularity.

Jiang Fen didn't even dare to take a breath. After leaving the capital, he felt that the atmosphere in the car was very strange.

The president of his family didn't even say a word along the way, and now they are wandering around like headless chickens, without destination or direction.

Chen Ning said with a suppressed voice: "Fu Zhen should have masters under his command to clean up all the monitoring along the way."

Sheng Liting didn't want to hear such words, his eyes were gloomy, and his voice was cold, "I don't care what method you use, it's impossible for a person to leave no trace."

"It's really strange. According to Ms. Su's ability, if she is sober, it is impossible for her to have no news for such a long time, unless—" Chen Ning was silent, and he found that the more he talked, the lower the air pressure in the car was.

Jiang Fen felt a little sympathetic to this guy who didn't know how to speak. Isn't he hitting his own president with every word?

If Su Jin could move freely, wouldn't she know to inform her boss?

She has no news now, so it's clear that Fu Zhen has completely restricted her freedom.

Sheng Liting said: "Send everyone out, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must find Fu Zhen!"

With a sound of "bang dang", the shocking thunder broke the sky.

Su Jin stood in front of a booth of roasted sweet potatoes, blowing on the still steaming sweet potatoes, and biting down, "It's delicious, thank you."

"Is it delicious?" The man fanned his fan and smiled kindly. "I should thank you. You helped my son with his homework, otherwise he would have to grind me all the way."

Su Jin didn't know why she could understand those questions, anyway, she just said it casually, it seemed quite easy.

"Little girl, little girl, please help my child to see, I have fried rice noodles here, it's delicious, this one is delicious." A middle-aged woman ran over, dragged Su Jin and ran to her stall.

Su Jin smelled the fragrance, and her stomach growled in response to the occasion. She swallowed the sweet potato in one gulp, and said very modestly: "Then let me try?"

"Auntie will add another egg for you." The woman turned on the stove and fried rice noodles in full swing.