C7 Escape

This was the tenth day of Tian Yangsheng's imprisonment by Cheng Haonan.

He no longer had the same comfortable treatment as before. At least, he had food and water in the disgusting environment before. Now, in the comfortable environment, other than hunger, there was only endless desire.

Cheng Haonan had never touched him, nor had anyone touched him. Every time he came to see him with a cold face, he would say something that would make him blush and make him tell him who his employer was.

For a while, he even heard Luo Jinchi coming to Cheng Haonan's place to cause trouble for him, but not once did he return with a good result.

Tian Yangsheng, who hadn't eaten a single grain of rice in a few days, was lying on his bed. The new scars at the corners of his eyes were the result of a fierce punch from Cheng Haonan the day before.

He closed his eyes and didn't want to think about anything else.

When Cheng Haonan pushed the door open again, his eyes were filled with fatigue, but he was still wearing a tall and straight suit.

Tian Yangsheng was lying with his back to him. His breathing was very weak, and the rise and fall of his chest was very small. It looked like he would die at any time.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Tian Yangsheng understood what was going on, but he was still too lazy to open his eyes.

As a man, the humiliation he had suffered in just five days was enough for him to hate Cheng Haonan for a long time, or even for the rest of his life.

Cheng Haonan's villa was extremely noisy, and it was no longer as quiet as before.

Walking to Tian Yangsheng's side, Cheng Haonan's face was cold, without a trace of a smile. There was even a trace of irritation between his brows.

Ignoring Tian Yangsheng's attitude, he walked to Tian Yangsheng's side and took out a key from his side pocket. He quickly unlocked the handcuffs and shackles that bound Tian Yangsheng.

After doing all this, Cheng Haonan didn't say anything else. He just walked out.

For some reason, Tian Yangsheng thought to himself, Cheng Haonan's every move was abnormal.

He relaxed his limp limbs and covered the little toys Cheng Haonan had left on the bed with a blanket. He really didn't want to see these disgusting things again.

The door was unlocked, and when Tian Yangsheng pulled it open, the villa was already too quiet.

He found his first clean clothes in the room. Tian Yangsheng held onto the wall and slowly moved to the first floor.

When he walked to the dining room, he did not encounter any patrolling thugs, as if they had never existed.

Tian Yangsheng didn't know what was going on, but he knew now that this was a chance to leave, and that the steaming pot of egg and lean meat porridge on the table was constantly stimulating his stomach, which was about to melt from gastric acid.

By the time Tian Yangsheng put down his bowl and chopsticks, it was already close to noon, and he was probably the most unable to resist the temptation of this meal.

He didn't know what had happened, but no one seemed to have returned to the villa by this time. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tian Yangsheng easily left the previously airtight Cheng family villa.

Finally leaving this place that he would never forget, Tian Yangsheng lowered his eyes for a moment. He took out a phone he had taken from the house and dialed the only number he could remember.

"Hello, hello. This is Tina's room. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Hello, Tina. It's me, Yang Sheng." The voice was weak, but it was obvious that she was relieved.

... "Where are you?"