C239 Cooperate with Leng Dongru

Suddenly, a lot of words were about to come out of her mouth, but not a single one could be said. She choked and finally only said one sentence, "No matter what, thank you for appearing in my life."

He was already married, and he was no longer the Senior Qin of the past. He was already someone else's husband, and there was no longer a future between him and her...

Perhaps Yin Jialu would not know because her words were deeply imprinted in Qin Zixuan's heart. In the future, he would die for her because of her words.

A few days passed just like that.

Perhaps it was because Old Man Leng was still in the hospital, so Leng Dongru had never come to find her, nor did anyone from the Leng family.

Yin Jialu was also happy to be idle. After all, she still had a lot of things that needed to be dealt with.

Her grandfather's whereabouts had already started to be transferred. What she needed to do now was to stabilize the market in the country and bring in the SOWO. At that time, the SOWO would truly stand strong.

The evening was always so quiet.

Yin Jialu drank her tea and looked at the proposal. The cooperation with the Leng's this time was very smooth. After all, Leng Dongru did not plan to make any trouble for her. If the sample was suitable, then they could start working.

The phone beside Yin Jialu suddenly rang. Yin Jialu picked it up and looked at it. She frowned. It was a phone number she did not know.

However, only a few people knew her new phone number after she returned to the country.

She subconsciously thought of Lin Lin.

"Hello?" Yin Jialu picked up the phone and asked tentatively, "Ms Lin?"

"Jialu, quickly come and save me!" Lin Lin, who was on the other end, held the phone tightly and pressed it against the bedroom door.

The phone belonged to Wang Zhimo. In the two years that she had been by his side, he had never allowed her to have a phone.

"Ms Lin? What happened?" Yin Jialu could not sit still. She got up and asked anxiously.

Lin Lin lowered the bedroom door. It was so quiet that she could clearly hear the sound of the key opening the door. Her back was wet with cold sweat. "Jialu, Wang Zhimo is drunk. He insisted on sleeping with me. I am in the bedroom now. I am using his phone to call you. Ah... "

Along with a cry of surprise, Yin Jialu was instantly unable to hear Lin Lin's voice. She became even more anxious," Ms Lin, Ms Lin? Are you still there? "

Lin Lin was pushed to the ground by Wang Zhimo as usual and her phone was also thrown out.

Lin Lin endured the pain in her body and looked at the phone that was thrown to the bedside. She used her strength to climb up and wanted to talk to Yin Jialu.

However, Wang Zhimo who was behind her reeked of alcohol and looked at Lin Lin's actions with a pair of gloomy eyes. He suddenly went over and threw himself on Lin Lin's body, pushing her over.

"Let go!" Lin Lin shouted and kicked Wang Zhimo's hand. He had never treated her like this before. It was inevitable that she would be afraid.

Yin Jialu, who was on this side, heard it clearly. Sweat clearly flowed down her forehead. "Ms Lin?"

But there was only the sound of fighting on the other side, she could not hear anything else.

"Lina!" Yin Jialu shouted.

Lina hurriedly ran over and looked at Yin Jialu's expression and could not help but ask worriedly, "Miss, what is it?"

"Quickly! Quickly find Ling and let him bring people to save Lin Lin." Yin Jialu was already so anxious that she could not calm down.

Lina frowned, "Miss, calm down. Ling found some clues about the old master and went to investigate..."

After Yin Jialu heard it, she remembered that because her grandfather had traces, 01 had already rushed to England...

Then what should she do? What should she do now?

In the country, besides Lina and herself, there was no one else by her side who could help her...

"Ah..." Lin Lin's heart-wrenching cry came from the phone and woke Yin Jialu who had yet to regain her senses.

"Ms Lin!" She called out anxiously.

Lin Lin held her waist, her face full of pain. Just now, in order to avoid Wang Zhimo, she used too much strength and hit the coffee table.

She looked at the phone in Wang Zhimo's hand, her body was covered in cold sweat.

Wang Zhimo swiped the screen and looked at the unfamiliar number on his phone. His face suddenly became covered in dark clouds.

His face darkened, and his voice became strange. "Who are you calling with my phone?"

Lin Lin shook her head and did not dare to say that it was Yin Jialu on the other side of the phone. After all, she knew that Wang Zhimo had tried his best to kidnap Jialu two years ago. She could not let Jialu fall into danger.

"Not saying? The corner of Wang Zhimo's mouth curled into a cruel smile. "Lin Lin, you know that other than you, you can't contact anyone else for the past two years. You can go anywhere you want. You can do whatever you want. I didn't expect you to steal my phone and call me tonight. "

Lin Lin listened to his words and did not say anything. He said this to show his benevolence?

Apart from not letting her contact others, he also let her do everything. Was that true?

Wherever she went, he would send people to follow her. Even if she went shopping and bought clothes, there would still be specialized bodyguards guarding the entrance of the store, afraid that she would run away.

"Alright, since you can't remember how well I treat you, there's a limit to my patience!"

With a bang, Wang Zhimo threw the phone to the ground.

All these years, he had never touched Lin Lin. Although he wanted to, he was always rejected by her. He thought that a woman like Lin Lin could succeed as long as he threw out an olive branch, but he did not expect that she still needed patience.

Well, he waited, but in the end, he waited for a year for her to betray him. When she escaped, he spent so many years to find her again. He originally thought that she would be willing, but he was still tortured by her for two years!

Thinking about how stupid he was, what was there to believe in such a woman?

When he knew her, didn't she work at the club? Can she still be clean?

As he thought, the fierceness in his eyes became even more arrogant. Step by step, he walked towards Lin Lin...

After Yin Jialu clearly heard a sound, a busy voice came from the phone.

"Ms Lin, Ms Lin?" No matter how Yin Jialu shouted, that end was still...

Yin Jialu was really afraid.

Although she had only met Wang Zhimo once, that time she was able to see this man's sinister and crafty means.

Ms Lin falling into his hands would definitely not have a good result.

But she had not yet rescued Ms Lin...

What should she do?

She had nowhere to go.

If Leng Dongru was here...

Yin Jialu froze on the spot.

If Leng Dongru was there, everything in the past would have been resolved by Leng Dongru.

Leng Dongru...

"Leng Dongru." Yin Jialu unconsciously called out.

Lina asked with concern, "Miss, are you looking for Director Leng?"

Yin Jialu was stunned. Ms Lin did not have time.

Her hands trembled as she did not know how to enter the number. It was as if she had memorized that number for a long time. She pressed the phone.

The other end of the phone quickly answered, "Hello?"

A deep and sexy voice.

It was one o'clock in the morning. He had obviously fallen asleep, but the first thing he did was pick up the phone.

Yin Jialu was silent and did not know how to open her mouth.

"Jialu?" On the other side, Leng Dongru frowned. Jialu must have encountered something when she called him so late at night. "Jialu? What happened?"

"You... Did you know it was me?" Yin Jialu asked carefully. She did not tell him her number.

Leng Dongru was silent for a while and said, Yes." Yeah. "

It was just a faint note, but it contained too much concern for Yin Jialu.

He still cared about her in places she did not know about...

"What happened?" Leng Dongru asked again.

Only then did Yin Jialu remember that there was something more important. "Leng Dongru, save Ms Lin. She is in Wang Zhimo's hands now. Hurry up!"

"Wait for me!" After a short silence, Leng Dongru immediately hung up the phone and casually picked up a coat and put it on.