you are a star

In the dark cellar, the cold air permeated people's bodies, and the blood on Qiao Nan's body was almost frozen into ice, and he curled up on the ground, his breath was like a thread.

Lifting his fingers tremblingly, he pulled off the mask, took a big breath, his teeth were shivering from the cold, but his body was astonishingly hot.

She has been burning from noon until now, her resistance is very weak, and her consciousness is becoming more and more blurred...

If she keeps shutting down, even if she doesn't die, her body will also be useless.

She frowned, her eyes were red, and crystal clear tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

No.

She must find a way to get out, she wants to participate in the hacker competition, she wants to make money to take care of her grandmother, she wants to return the money owed to Liang Feicheng, she wants to live!
But the mobile phone was not with him, and the door was locked from the outside again.

She had vaguely heard the sound of the car's engine before, and wondered if Liang Feicheng had returned?

If he did come back, would he notice something without seeing her?
And it should be lunch time now, if she's not here, Uncle Liang will make a fuss, there must be a lot of noise.

But it's been so long, and he hasn't shown up.

Does it mean that he didn't care about her at all, or that he knew that Mr. Liang had punished her, but he was indifferent?

--Yes.

Yes……

She smiled sadly, tears streaming down her face.

In his eyes, she was a sinner, and he absolutely supported Mr. Liang's punishment of her.

She fell into infinite sorrow, her heart throbbed so painfully that she almost died, and her whole body shrank into a convulsive ball.

As if being wrapped in darkness and falling into the abyss, she gritted her teeth and forcefully suppressed those dark emotions with the thought of living, raised her hand suddenly, and bit down on the back of her hand fiercely!
Until I tasted blood.

The pain brought her back to sanity and lucidity.

She has to get out!

But the door of the cellar was locked from the outside, so she couldn't get out. It was a remote place, and no one would hear her shouting. In addition, it was raining, and her voice was greatly reduced.

Without the light, she couldn't see clearly, but she only vaguely remembered that there was nothing in the cellar except a pile of useless wooden boards.

Desperation weighed her down like a mountain and she couldn't breathe. She turned over and stared at the infinite darkness, and suddenly remembered that there were actually other things inside besides the boards.

----lamp.

Yes, there's still a light in the cellar, a big bulb.

It's just that the light switch is outside the cellar.

But where there is a light, there is a wire.

She touched the down jacket she was wearing, and a thought of killing her rushed into her mind in an instant.

If it succeeds, she can go out, if it fails...

But now there is no chance for her to choose at all, and if she doesn't go out, it will be a dead end.

She moved to the corner of the wall and tried to stand up with her fingers tightly on the wall, but she was weak all over. The rough wall had worn the skin off her fingertips, and the stinging pain was densely transmitted along the nerve endings to her brain.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat.

She gritted her teeth, and in a huff, she clasped her fingers tightly to the wall, stood up with a hunched back, and grabbed the wires nailed to the wall with her other hand.

Those nails had become loose after years of age. When she pulled them, the nails broke apart, and she held the wires firmly in her hands.

Feeling dizzy for a while, her consciousness was constantly withdrawn from her body. She slumped on the ground and leaned against the wall, breathing rapidly and weakly, clutching the torn wire tightly in her hand.

In the darkness, the laugh is poignant and broken.

3 minutes later.

A brilliant and dangerous spark suddenly lit up in the dark cellar...

The dining room was brightly lit, the tables were filled with delicacies, and the servants waited on them.

Mr. Liang pays attention to health preservation and does not eat after noon, but today Su Yi came to Liang Mansion as a guest, and he also moved his chopsticks a few times symbolically.

"I'm going to rest, you young people eat slowly."

He took a serious look at Liang Feicheng, but Liang Feicheng didn't even lift his eyelids, he drank the soup from the spoon slowly, and sat there, dignified and elegant.

He hummed softly and stood up.

The butler came over with a cane, and Su Yi also stood up, reached out to support Mr. Liang's arm, and said softly, "Mr., I'll talk to you later."

Mr. Liang took the cane, put his thumb on the mouth of the dragon head, looked back at her, and said meaningfully: "No, the future will be long."

Liang Feicheng's face darkened, and his eyes were dark. His good upbringing prevented him from putting down his bowl and chopsticks.

The bodyguard helped the old man back to the courtyard where he lived alone, and the housekeeper naturally stayed in the living room, acting as his "eyeliner".

After Mr. Liang left, Su Yi sat back in her seat and carefully looked at Liang Feicheng's expression.

His complexion was not very good, his jaw line was tense, his eyes looked towards the living room from time to time, and he didn't know who he was looking for.

She pursed her lips, lowered her head and said, "Third Brother, did I cause trouble for you here?"

Hearing this, Liang Feicheng raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly, his eyes were deep: "It has nothing to do with you, this is between me and him."

"I was going to call you when the car from Liang's mansion picked me up, but the person who picked me up said it was the old man's order to not let me contact you." Su Yi said in a low voice.

Her voice is gentle, soft and measured, not too complaining, not too humble.

"You don't need to contact me, I know it, I said it has nothing to do with you." Liang Feicheng said coldly, "Since you're here, let's have a good meal."

"okay."

It didn't hurt her, but Su Yi felt even worse.

It's just that she didn't show it on her face, she glanced at the man's handsome face, her chest was slightly hot.

Remembering that before Liang Feicheng came back, the old man intentionally or unintentionally asked her what she thought of Liang Feicheng.

With such a straightforward question, she was almost sure that Mr. Liang was looking for a wife for Liang Feicheng.

And that person is her.

Thinking of this, she slightly raised her eyes and glanced at the restaurant, which was magnificent and full of aristocratic atmosphere and profound heritage.

This is the Liang Mansion, a symbol of the power of Yanjing City.

If she can become the hostess here, she will never be bullied again in her whole life.

No more nightmares.

The butler brought a cup of stewed red dates with pork liver and put it in front of her, "The old man specially asked someone to stew it, and there are some precious herbs in it. Miss Su must drink more."

Su Yi was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "The old man is bothering you."

"The old man heard that you donated blood to the third young master because of anemia since you were a child. I really can't bear it."

Su Yi lowered her head to drink the soup, her eyes darkened.

At this moment, someone outside the courtyard suddenly yelled something, the housekeeper frowned, and just as he turned around, a servant hurried in——

"Housekeeper, the cellar is on fire!"

The butler originally wanted to say that it would be good to put out the fire, but suddenly he thought of the person who was locked in the cellar at noon!
His expression changed, "Hurry up, ask someone to put out the fire, and look at the people inside!"

Liang Feicheng's cold eyes swept across his pale face for a moment.

"Who's in the cellar?"

The housekeeper was shocked: "Third young master, it's Qiao Nan!"