Pampered Darling: 99 Yuan Sweet Wife

   The woman in the back seat gradually fell into a deep sleep, and she slept so sweetly that even though the car behind kept honking its horn, she still couldn't make her frown.

   The driver, who was very enthusiastic and hearty and honest just a moment ago, now casts his mirror in the rearview mirror and looks at the woman who is gradually falling asleep, with a wicked smile that does not match his age.

   "Su Qingqing, Su Qingqing, no matter how well Quan Moting and Xiao Jinyu protect you, you haven't fallen into my hands now."

   In the driver's seat, the original deep and hearty middle-aged uncle's voice was instantly replaced by a young voice.

In fact, as long as you observe carefully, you can find that although the man in the driver's seat has the face of a middle-aged uncle, he is very slender. Hands are not too much.

   However, these white and slender hands that look like works of art, with a thick layer of calluses on the finger pads and palms, are obviously holding something all year round.

   After the speeding black taxi crossed the main road of the city, taking advantage of the few vehicles on the road, the car turned its head, but with a dazzling effort, the car body gradually disappeared on a rare country road.

  …

   It was getting colder in the night. Lan Qiongqiong returned to Zijin Garden after school. There was not a trace of popularity in the villa. She moved her lips and said awkwardly, "That... sister hasn't come back yet?"

  Aunt Fu was stunned for a moment, and then she said softly, "Madam hasn't come back yet, and the phone has not been connected. I don't know if the phone is out of battery."

  Lan Qiongqiong bit her lip, her face was not right, she didn't say anything more, "I'm going upstairs first."

   "Miss, would you like to bring your dinner upstairs tonight?"

  Lan Qiongqiong's movement of running upstairs came to an abrupt end, and she replied dully, "No need, I'll eat when my sister comes back."

  Aunt Fu is confused, why does the lady feel weird today, it's not that she doesn't like to eat with her, what's the matter today?

   But Aunt Fu has no right to intervene in the host's affairs, so she turned around and continued to do her own business.

  Time passed, and Su Qingqing didn't come back until ten o'clock in the evening. Lan Qiongqiong finished her day's homework and went downstairs with her porcupine in her arms.

   "Aunt Fu, is my sister still not back?" Lan Qiongqiong wore a jet-black hair and a white lace dress, looking a little uneasy and nervous.

   "Miss, I forgot if you didn't say anything. I'll call Madam's company again."

  Lan Qiongqiong bit her lip, "No need, I called. They said my sister didn't go to the company today."

   Aunt Fu's heart skipped a beat and her face turned pale, "Did something happen? Should you call the police? I heard that young and beautiful women are often missing recently. I watch news like this everywhere on TV..."

   "Okay, Aunt Fu, don't scare yourself, my sister won't." Lan Qiongqiong coldly stopped her guessing, but she was really worried about Su Qingqing.

   She thought about it for a while, put down her porcupine, and whispered to Aunt Fu, "Don't call the police on this matter, let alone make a noise. I'll go and call Brother Nanfeng."

  I don't know what happened to Su Qingqing at the moment. She doesn't want Brother Ting to worry about that woman. Now she knows only Nanfeng who can talk.

  …

   "Hmm~" Su Qingqing's eyelashes on her eyelids trembled slightly, and in an instant, a pain like tearing and piercing came from her brain.

   She struggled to prop up her weak body, looked around the dark and narrow space, and frowned fiercely at that time.

   She didn't take a taxi to the school to find Lan Qiongqiong, how could she appear in such a place and her head hurts so much.

   covered the head that was about to burst with one hand, barely got up and walked to the rusted iron door at the door. She pulled it hard twice, only to hear the sound of scrap iron colliding in the silent space.

  Su Qingqing frowned fiercely, opened her lips and shouted twice, "Is there anyone? Is there anyone?"

   Her voice echoed in the dark and narrow space. In addition to the sound of the cold wind blowing in from the window, the whole environment was unprecedentedly strange.

  Oops, shouldn't she be kidnapped again?

   With this guess in mind, Su Qingqing instantly raised her guard a hundred and twenty times.

   Soon, there seemed to be a series of light footsteps outside the door. Su Qingqing had an idea and quickly pretended to be unconscious and lay on the only small wooden bed in the room.

   The door was forced open, and the two women's impatient conversation sounded in the quiet room.

   "I don't know what the people above are thinking. They all say that the beds are vacant and people have to be stuffed in. Tell me how to arrange it now."

   "What else can be arranged? Put this woman in a five-person room. Anyway, we just have to take good care of people, who can control whether they live or die."

   "That's right, anyway, it doesn't make any difference whether you are dead or alive when you come in. If you are killed by accident, it is also her good fortune, and she will die sooner rather than later."

  Su Qingqing's mouth twitched fiercely, what are these two women talking about, do they want to kill people?

   But she didn't know them, someone instructed them?

   It was too late to think about it so much, in order to know what tricks they were trying to play, Su Qingqing simply continued to pretend to be dazed.

   At the same time, in another bright room, all the surveillance images on the wall were exposed to a pair of eyes.

   Watching the woman in the picture was dragged by two fat women to another five-person room without any strength to fight back, there was a hint of play in those long, narrow eyes that were as deep as ink.

   There was a black shadow standing behind the man, his voice was mechanical and indifferent, without a trace of human warmth, "Sir, Quan Moting has returned to China."

"Oh, really?"

   "Our information seems to be wrong. Quan Moting asked Fu Caian to draft a divorce agreement. It seems that this woman is not favored."

The implication of    is that even if he is tied up, Quan Moting is unlikely to submit.

   The man snorted coldly, and a cold light flashed across his eyes, "It's okay, the game is fun, it needs to be complicated."

   "And I'm also curious, what's so special about a woman who can shake her adoptive father."

   He is getting more and more curious now, the manic and tyrannical factors in his blood are feeling the call and are surging violently.

   He waits and sees.

   On the other hand, Su Qingqing was "forcibly dragged" into a large room with five people. The moment she entered the door, without giving her a chance to react, the two fat women swiftly closed the door.

  Su Qingqing kicked the iron gate fiercely, and said angrily, "Who are you, let me go quickly, or I'll ask you to run away!"

   "Did you hear me, let me out, bastard! You are kidnapping, illegal detention!"

   Don't know who her husband is or who is her uncle?

   Mother, I dared to kidnap her when I was tired of living.