☆、Fanbian 56: Say Goodbye Properly (Qiao Yipian)

"Let me use your phone for a moment, I need to let you know I'm safe." Qiao Yi held out her hand and negotiated with him.

Huo Ling reached out and took her small hand, gently stroking it. "Don't worry, sister, I've already spoken to you on your behalf."

Qiao Yi suddenly resented that she was a single-celled organism, whose lock screen password was just a simple "L", which could be opened with ease.

Besides, she had once been completely unguarded with him.

At this moment, she was like a bird with broken wings, imprisoned here, unknown to anyone.

"I'm going to rest." She put down her chopsticks, got up and left with a stern face. She had no appetite at all and didn't even dare to eat his food.

"Sister, you should eat more." Only this sentence lingered in the air until it disappeared.

Huo Ling's smile deepened, and he exuded a dangerous aura.

...

Li Muli frowned, looking at the unanswered phone with some confusion.

"What's wrong, baby?" Fu Chenyan put his arm around her waist and gently nuzzled her shoulder.

Li Muli pursed her lips. "Yi Yi isn't answering her phone. Let's go check on her. I just don't feel at ease."

I dialed Song Libai's number again, but it still didn't go unanswered.

The two pushed open the door to Song Libai's house. The house reeked of alcohol. Li Muli couldn't help but frown and grabbed Fu Chenyan's sleeve.

The man was sprawled out on the sofa, fast asleep, with empty bottles scattered all over the table and floor. It was a complete mess.

Fu Chenyan frowned deeply. His obsessive-compulsive disorder made it almost impossible for him to stay any longer, and he tried to leave several times.

Li Muli noticed that something was wrong with the man and tugged at his sleeve. "Ayan, wait for me at the door. I'll go call him."

Fu Chenyan pursed his lips and shook his head, suppressing his discomfort.

He walked over and kicked the man's shin, but Song Libai remained unmoved.

Only when the force increased did Song Libai seem to react, move his limbs, and slump down on the sofa.

"Song Libai." Fu Chenyan called his name through gritted teeth, clearly getting impatient.

Song Libai rubbed his eyes, still sleepy, and said, "Ayan, sister-in-law, what brings you here?"

Li Muli spoke softly, "Song Libai, do you know where Yiyi went?"

As soon as he uttered those words, the man seemed to be released from his slumber, and the alcohol seemed to have worn off considerably. He lowered his head and said, "They broke up. She got back together with her ex-boyfriend."

Li Muli felt her heart racing, and she had a feeling that something bad was going to happen.

The events of my past life are still vivid in my mind.

She grabbed Fu Chenyan's arm to steady herself, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is it Huo Ling?"

Upon hearing the name, Song Libai nodded helplessly, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"How long have we been apart?" Her voice was somewhat urgent, unlike her usual self.

Fu Chenyan supported her waist, patted her back, and gently coaxed her, "What's wrong, baby?"

Li Muli placed her hands on the man's arms, trying to calm herself down. "Go find her quickly, she's in danger."

Song Libai suddenly looked up at him, her voice trembling slightly, "Sister-in-law, what do you mean?"

"Li Bai, let's go save her first." Li Muli's palms were already slightly sweaty, and she was filled with panic.

Fu Chenyan hugged her and patted her back. "Okay, baby, don't worry, don't be afraid, everything will be alright."

Li Muli seemed to see Qiao Yi's tragic past life again. The bathroom was filled with blood, and she lay there quietly without breathing.

She didn't know where that place was, but she could clearly see that it was in a remote location, seemingly hidden away from the city.

"Ayan, have someone investigate the remote areas in the west of the city." She tried to calm herself down.

"Li Bai, did she call to say anything?" Li Muli turned her head to look at Song Li Bai, who was making a phone call to settle things.

Song Libai frowned slightly. "She only said to put the household registration book at Minsheng Hospital."

Li Muli quickly said, "You should send someone to wait there. Huo Ling probably won't come by himself."

Their people were very fast, and they located the address almost immediately. Li Muli's heart was still pounding.

Fu Chenyan turned his head to comfort her, "It'll be alright, baby."

Li Muli bit her lower lip, hoping the car could go faster; right now, all she wanted was to ensure Qiao Yi's safety.

If she were to be reborn, and her best friend were to suffer the same fate, she would still be unable to forgive herself.

Song Libai was in the back seat. She couldn't tell Qiao Yi's fate either, and only hoped that the car would go faster and faster.

Please, please, Qiao Yi must be safe and sound.

At this moment, Song Libai lowered his head, his whole being engulfed in endless regret and lingering fear. He dared not imagine what would happen if Qiao Yi really got into trouble.

So he was pleading with her for help, and he was caught up in doubting her personal feelings. Damn it, he was the one who was wrong.

"Ah Yan, can you go a little faster?" Song Libai's hands were folded together, his palms already covered in cold sweat.

Fu Chenyan turned his head to look at Li Muli, who nodded in response, "Ayan, go faster, but be careful."

Fu Chenyan had to admit that he was a selfish and cold-hearted person, and that his baby's feelings were more important than anything else.

With her consent, the car gradually sped up, almost speeding along the road, seemingly reckless.

"Baby, tell me if you feel unwell," Fu Chenyan reminded Li Muli, emphasizing that her feelings were always his top priority, no matter when or where.

As the navigation took hold, the road became increasingly remote. Relying on her memory, Li Muli finally found the apartment, hid the car in the woods, and the three of them got out.

The apartment was so well hidden that it was almost impossible for anyone to notice it.

But they couldn't get in, nor could they contact Qiao Yi inside.

Song Libai dialed Qiao Yi's number, and the man answered again. He spoke in a deep voice, "I've got the household registration book. When is Yi Yi coming to pick it up?"

Huo Ling seemed extremely pleased and chuckled, "Hmm? If Yi Yi can't come, I'll have someone come and get it. Mr. Song, you don't need to worry about it."

Song Libai clenched his fists, his forehead almost bulging, but his voice trembled slightly, "Where is she?"

"I just finished exercising, I'm tired, I need to rest."

Song Libai tried to calm himself down, "Let me meet with her and say goodbye properly."

"Your sister might not really want to see you. She'll let you know when she gets married."

The call was disconnected, leaving only the busy signal.

At this moment, they couldn't even know if she was safe; she was so close, yet so far away.

It was surrounded by dense iron wires, like a huge cage, where people inside couldn't get out and people outside couldn't get in.

Li Muli knew perfectly well that Huo Ling was a madwoman and that she shouldn't provoke her.