As soon as she entered the cruise, she would be knocked out. Once she fainted, the police would be informed and she would be caught red-handed.
The plan was perfect.
How did she manage to escape?
"Why didn't those people take advantage of her injuries to chase after her?"
"Because young master Fu arrived in time, we can't chase after him."
He Yan looked a little stunned. So when she saw that her classmate had been kidnapped and that she was involved, Wen Qiao didn't panic and even thought of sending a message to Fu Nanli? Then, he escaped from a dozen mercenaries.
She couldn't help but wonder if Wen Qiao was really just an ordinary university student.
And what made her heart twist even more was that to her, Fu Nanli was so cold and unfeeling, but to Wen Qiao, he was someone who could be summoned and dismissed at will.
Wasn't fu Nanli very busy?
She was originally standing, but she suddenly felt weak in her legs. She sat down on the sofa and covered her face with her hands. don't drag us into this.
"I won't, don't worry."
I've always been at ease when you're handling things, " He Yan said with a smile.
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Wen Qiao felt as if she had been dreaming for a very long time. However, in a human's dream, one would only remember the period when they were on the verge of waking up. Most of the other dreams would gradually dissipate as they fell into a chaotic sleep and fainted.
She only remembered that she was running non-stop, running in the corridor of the cruise ship covered with red carpet. There were many rooms, and she searched them one by one as if every room was a copy. There was a black jimsonweed in a white glaze vase, with blood oozing out of the stem. The pentagram reflected on the wall and gave off a black light.
Every single room was the same, every single room was the same.
She panted heavily, and her forehead was covered in sweat.
At the end of the corridor, she saw a young man in a white shirt smiling at her.
He entered a room. Wen Qiao rushed over, opened the door, and stepped in.
The sky was bright, and outside the door was a bottomless abyss.
Suddenly, Wen Qiao opened her eyes, only to see a sea of white and Fu Nanli's bloodshot eyes.
The pain spread in an instant. Her waist hurt. She had been stabbed. Now that the anesthesia had worn off, she woke up at the wrong time.
Seeing that his eyes had opened, Fu Nanli finally heaved a sigh of relief.
However, there was no panic in her eyes, no lingering fear. No matter how angry she was, the first thing she asked was, " "Does it hurt?"
In the past, Wen Qiao had always said that it was fine, that it was just a small injury. But this time, she said in a hoarse voice, " "It hurts,"
She finally cried out in pain, because it was really painful. The knife was nearly three inches deep. Although it didn't hurt her vital parts, the pain was real.
Fu Nanli lifted a corner of her hospital gown and saw the bright red blood seeping out of the gauze. His heart ached for her, but he was also angry. in order to save such an insignificant person, you're willing to throw away your life. Is that so, Wen Qiao? "
His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of anger. Wen Qiao's face was pale and her lips were missing. She was triggered by his anger and moved her body, which happened to pull on her wound. She couldn't help but let out a muffled groan and closed her eyes, her expression forbearing.
Fu Nanli couldn't bear to blame her at all. "Does it hurt? What are you doing?"
There was no way to rub or touch this kind of wound. Young master Fu could only reach out and grab her hand. "I'll call the doctor over?"
No. Wen Qiao shook her head. it won't hurt so much if I don't move.