C50 (1/2)

Gu Chen's heart thumped fiercely. He knew that the man he was talking to could really do such a heartless thing.

”Old mister Fu, why bother with a little girl? What's more, this matter hasn't been investigated thoroughly yet, so why are you so sure that it has something to do with her?”

”I'm sure?” Fu Tianxiao's voice turned cold again, ”Of course I'm sure! If it wasn't for some crappy final manuscript, could my daughter have been framed? How could he commit suicide? ”What do you think this is all about, it's all about that girl called Jane!”

”No, Mr. Fu, please listen to my explanation. This is definitely not the case, Jane would definitely not harm anyone. Please trust me, is that okay? If she does make an unforgivable mistake, I'll bear it for her, okay? ”

”Hmph …” What do you think of my daughter? As a plaything? It's really interesting. Alright, alright, I don't want to talk about this with you anymore. When I'm done with my work these days, I'll definitely settle things with that girl. ”

”Don't —”

Before Gu Chen could finish, the call was forcefully cut off. The phone powerlessly slipped out of his hand and landed on the clean floor. However, before it could steady itself, a pair of slender, strong fingers pinched it.

Gu Chen tried his best to remain calm as he made another call. He spoke into the microphone, ”Investigate all the movements of the Rolls Royce. The most important thing is to check the Rolls Royce under Fu Tianxiao. Send the documents over to my mailbox immediately. Do you understand?”

Gu Chen paced around the office alone. Although he had repeatedly reminded himself to be calm, once he thought of the woman in Fu Tianxiao's hands, he was unable to contain his unease.

”Jane Chu, nothing must happen to you …”

The dark room, the soft bed.

Although she was full and dressed warmly, her most important personal freedom had been restricted. She could not go anywhere, nor had she heard anyone's voice, let alone talk to anyone else, but to stay in this place for three days? Four days? Perhaps it had already been a week, but Jane really couldn't take it anymore. This kind of life was too painful, she would rather be beaten up by others than to stay here for even a second longer.

Jane carefully got up from the bed and sneaked to the side of the milky white door. If her calculations were correct, there would be food delivery soon.

Sure enough, in about ten minutes, there was a series of crisp footsteps from outside, with faint gasps mixed in with it. The footsteps abruptly stopped. After about ten seconds, a small window at the bottom of the door was pushed open, and a white plate was pushed in. There were chicken legs, fried vegetables, and a bowl of fragrant rice.

He grabbed the hand immediately and pleaded, ”Please, can you talk to me for a bit? Just tell me for a minute! I won't hold you up for long! ”

That hand kept on struggling free from the door, but this door was too small. A person's hand needed a bit of strength to get out, not to mention the two tender hands still stuck to it. No matter what, it couldn't be pulled out.

So she really used all of her strength to eat the milk. Now that her hand was showing signs of swelling due to the friction from earlier, but she still didn't let go. The people outside used more strength, so Jane's hand was stuck on that small door.

The door was made of iron, a thin layer. In order to push and close the door, it was easier to serve the food, but now it was also convenient to cut open that delicate hand. The skin on the back of Jane's hand was already torn, and blood flowed down the back of the hand onto the back of the grabbed hand.

Her voice was very high-pitched, not particularly pleasant to the ears, but now that it was a heavenly music to her ears, she immediately became extremely excited. Although her hands had been cut open and the wound was still stuck in the metal, she still smiled and said emotionally, ”I don't want anything else, just speak to me!”

The people outside were also in a difficult position. His job was to deliver food to the customers on time every day. He did not have the time to chat with them! Furthermore, the old master had warned him repeatedly to not have any conversation with the woman in the room. If he were to speak to the person inside now, wouldn't he just be taking the old master's words for naught?! Isn't he courting death!

”Miss Jane, please don't make things difficult for me. I'm just a little brother who sent out the dishes. Please hurry up and eat the food before bringing out the plates.”

Blood was flowing out from the back of Jane's hands, and the friction between the two of them was slowly decreasing. However, Jane was tightly holding onto the tender flesh of her hand with her nails, and as she shook her head, she helplessly said, ”I will eat the food properly, so can you just talk to me?”