C42 He came to pick her up

Jiang Qiaoer was locked in the basement of the Gong Family. A simple wooden bed, a narrow window. The basement was surrounded by surveillance equipment, so it was almost impossible to escape.

"Sigh, I heard that this young miss had climbed onto Young Master Gong's bed before, do you think that Young Master Gong would come to pick her up?" A middle-aged man with triangular eyes sipped his wine, his eyebrows raised as he asked the others.

"Young Master Gong is too high up, I don't have many women! How could he possibly come and pick her up! "

Hearing their conversation, Jiang Qiaoer began to guess: would he still come back?

After an unknown period of time, Jiang Qiaoer weakly leaned on the door and asked: "Is Gong Yuchen awake?"

"I didn't wake up!" You just stay here! " How could the people in the basement know about what had happened in the front hall? That person replied blindly with his eyes wide open.

Really! Was he still counting on that high and mighty Young Master Gong to save her? Ridiculous.

Jiang Qiaoer closed her eyes as tears rolled down her face. She did not know when this day would end, at this rate, she would starve to death before Gong Yuchen could wake up.

In the past when he was at the Jiang family, although his food and clothing were not as good as those of the Gong Family, his foster mother was even more affectionate towards him than her own daughter.

As he thought about how Jiang Qiaoer had begun to cry helplessly, he finally found a way to vent his grief. All of his grief was gathered in his tears as a large pellet fell.

The crying sound was like a little girl who lost her candy when she was young, crying without a care in the world.

Just as the people outside were at a loss as to what to do, Jiang Qiaoer suddenly stopped crying from inside.

"Jiang Qiaoer, I hope you can attend my wedding with Song Wenshu. If you dare to say a single word about it, you will know very well what will happen to you! "

Lin Shuxin, who was on the other side of the phone, leaned on a male waiter with squinted eyes.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything, because I won't go." Jiang Qiaoer suppressed the sorrow in her heart, and used a low voice to cover up the hoarseness of the person who had just cried.

Lin Shuxin only thought that the current Jiang Qiaoer was living a very comfortable life in the Gong Family, and was intentionally unwilling to see him.

The more it was like this, the more she wanted to look at her so that she could find the sore spot behind her bright and beautiful back and mock her!

"If you want to meet Luo Bingbing, I suggest that you come." Once again, Lin Shuxin used Luo Bingbing to threaten her. No matter how far she flew with her wings, Luo Bingbing was always her weak spot.

"Also ?" Better let me see your misfortune, for I shall be very happy! If I am happy, I might let you meet Luo Bingbing. " Lin Shuxin smiled tenderly as she finished the cocktail in her hand. She then raised her hand and handed the wine cup to the waiter by her side, and didn't forget to wipe the wine on Fresh Meat's face. The large box was filled with a thick smell of debauchery.

"I'm already married into the Gong Family, why aren't you letting her go?" Jiang Qiaoer's sharp voice pierced his eardrums, causing him to be unable to hold back his anger. He roared towards the phone, his frail body trembling uncontrollably from anger.

"Let him go?" Lin Shuxin repeated her words while laughing loudly. She laughed as if she had heard a great joke, "Let her go, what should I do?"

"You better do as I say. Pleasing me is much simpler than selling your body to please the devil Gong Yuchen ?"

Just as River Fairy was about to say something, she heard the door open. She quickly turned her head and saw a pale faced Imperial Emissary standing in front of the door. His back was very tall and his features were as deep as the descent of a god, and his dark eyes were as calm as a deep pond.

"The palace ?" Jiang Qiaoer looked at Gong Yuchen, who was at the door, and thought of her angry roar just now. He wondered how many times Gong Yuchen had heard it and how he would understand it ?

"Let's go." Gong Yuchen glanced at the dazed Jiang Qiaoer, and did not say anything unnecessary.

Jiang Qiaoer guiltily hung up the phone, just as she was about to stand up, her vision suddenly turned black and she collapsed towards the front:

Ah!

Just as she was about to touch the ground, Gong Yuchen who was walking in front suddenly turned around. With a swift movement, she grabbed onto Jiang Qiaoer and pulled him into his embrace.

Fortunately, he did not fall down!

Jiang Qiaoer opened her eyes and saw the anxiousness in Gong Yuchen's eyes, she did not have the time to look closely, and hid herself immediately, his deep eyes returning to her previous indifference. Was he worried about his just now?

This damned woman, she's so seductive even when she's sick!

Gong Yuchen wanted to find a piece of cloth to wrap her up!

Damn basement! The guards are all men! He really wanted to dig out those people's eyes!

Looking at Gong Yuchen's leaving figure, the first person who reacted, closed his mouth, and opened it after a while. He repeated this a few times before asking:

"That person, is he from Young Master Gong?"

"Nonsense!" It's not obvious! "

"That woman ?"

"That woman has quite the background!" Everyone looked at the back of Gong Yuchen, who had already left for a long time.

Gong Yuchen carried Jiang Qiaoer all the way back to the Ten Li Hall, and saw Gong Yuchen's Shen Fujun from afar through the flourishing rose vines.

"Young Master Gong, where did you go? I didn't find any in your bedroom... " Before he even finished speaking, he looked at the pale-faced Jiang Qiaoer who was in Gong Yuchen's arms. A trace of ruthlessness flashed across his originally elegant face.

"Is there something you need from me?" Gong Yuchen didn't slow down just because of Shen Fujun, but instead said those words with an expressionless face.

"It's time for the injection." Shen Fujun tried her best to control the anger and indignation in her heart, as her bright red fingernails fiercely dug into her flesh. She actually personally went to bring this bitch back!

"No need. Look at her. " Gong Yuchen carefully released the somewhat weak Jiang Qiaoer. As she turned around, she saw Shen Fujun just in time to catch up, so she raised her eyebrow and indicated that she should go and take a look.

Shen Fujun unwillingly glanced at Gong Yuchen, but this man had never liked people who disobeyed him, so she could only bend her waist and act as if she was looking at Jiang Qiaoer.

"She's nothing. "Take a rest."

"Yes." Hearing that Jiang Qiaoer was fine, Gong Yuchen slowly sat on the side of the bed. After touching Jiang Qiaoer's forehead to confirm that there was no fever, he finally believed Shen Fujun's words.

"You're still here. Is something the matter?" Gong Yuchen saw that Shen Fujun was standing there without moving, he glanced at her, and spoke with an indifferent tone, without caring if she would hurt her or not.

Gong Yuchen would never spend too much effort on unnecessary people.

"Young Master Gong, why don't you have an injection?" Shen Fujun looked at the pale-lipped Gong Yuchen with worry. She didn't care about his indifference at all.