☆、Fanbian 57: There won’t be anyone outside to help my sister (Qiao Yipian)

"Huo Ling, I want to go for a walk in the forest." Qiao Yi suppressed her cold demeanor and calmly discussed it with him.

Huo Ling reached out and brushed her hair aside, chuckling softly, "There won't be anyone waiting outside to meet up with you, sister, will there?"

Qiao Yi took a step back, her voice turning cold again, "Who knew I was here?"

Huo Ling nodded and licked his lips. "That's true. Only I in this world know where my sister is."

"Alright, let's go out for a walk. It's too stuffy staying in the room."

Huo Ling moved slightly closer to her, stroking the back of her neck with one hand, as if whispering, "Can't you be a little gentler with me, sister? You used to be very gentle."

Qiao felt a chill run down her spine, as if her entire life was in his hands. She smiled stiffly, "I wasn't gentle before either."

"Then let's comfort Ah Ling." He leaned close to her ear and gently blew on it, his voice low and hoarse.

"Hmm? Sister." Noticing her stiffness, he gently kissed her neck, the movement very light.

It felt like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, touching the skin.

Qiao Yi's voice trembled slightly, "Ah Ling, shall we go out first?"

"Sister, are you still unwilling to coax A-Ling?" He reached out and took her hand, stroking it against his heart, his eyes seemingly full of sincerity. "Sister, look back at me."

Qiao Yi struggled against his restraints, her eyes slightly angry. "Huo Ling, please stop."

"So, my sister really doesn't like me anymore." He gripped her waist tightly, pulling her into his arms, his voice low and deep. "Does getting my sister's body mean I can get her heart?"

He tilted his head, smiling serenely, looking completely harmless.

"Your figure is getting better and better, Ah Ling loves it." His large hand was still on her waist, showing signs of wanting to move.

"Huo Ling, can we go for a walk first? I'm not feeling well." Qiao Yi forced herself to suppress her irritability and unease and discussed it with him.

In a head-on confrontation, she could never be his match.

In this place, even if she were raped and then murdered, no one would know.

Huo Ling leaned over and gently kissed her cheek. "A-Ling will listen to her sister."

Qiao Yi suppressed her disgust and smiled at him.

"Sister, if you're going out, hold Ah Ling's hand tightly, okay? Don't get lost." Huo Ling reached out her hand and smiled gently at her.

Qiao Yi bit her lower lip, suppressing her disgust as she took his hand, desperately telling herself that she was just walking a dog.

Just bear with it, just bear with it. There is only hope if we get out of here.

"Sister's hands are so beautiful and smooth." The man seemed to be murmuring softly, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible.

Qiao Yi cursed him inwardly as a pervert, vowing to make him pay the price once she got out.

No one in this world can restrain her, nor does anyone have the right to kidnap or imprison her.

But when the five people faced each other, almost everyone was stunned.

Huo Ling hadn't expected anyone to actually find her. In a split second, he reacted, gently placing the cold tip of his knife against her neck with a smile. "Sister, you're quite capable."

"Tell me, sister, how did you get in touch with them?" Huo Ling seemed completely unafraid, sliding the blade across her neck.

His smile deepened as he moved his gaze to her profile.

"Tell me about it, sister."

Qiao Yi reached out and placed her hand on his wrist, calmly explaining, "I don't know."

"That means we're telepathically connected." Huo Ling seemed to know perfectly well that he couldn't escape it.

Those two men couldn't possibly have come unprepared; since they were here, they must have been determined to succeed.

He still smiled gently, as if he were saying something sweet to her, "Sister, it seems that A-Ling can't accompany you. Otherwise, sister can accompany A-Ling instead."

"What do you think, sister?"

Qiao Yi bit her lower lip and patiently tried to dissuade him, "Huo Ling, stop. If you let me go, we'll pretend this never happened."

Song Libai could barely control himself from stepping forward, but with Qiao Yi in that man's hands, he couldn't let her suffer any harm.

He fiddled with the gun at his waist, and Fu Chenyan seemed to realize something, giving him a warning look.

No matter what, it shouldn't have been Song Libai who made the move.

If you were to have someone die in public, it would be a terrible loss no matter what.

Until Song Libai saw the bloodstains on her neck, there was a "bang" sound, Huo Ling's leg trembled slightly, and Qiao Yi took the opportunity to escape.

The bright red bloodstains on Song Libai's fair neck stung his eyes, making them almost completely dark. Veins bulged on his forehead, and the gun in his hand was almost out of control.

He seemed to snap out of his daze only when someone hugged him around the waist. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "Yi-yi, let's go home."

His eyes met Fu Chenyan's in the air, and everything was understood without words.

He bent down and picked her up in a princess carry, his voice trembling slightly, "Don't be afraid, Yi Yi."

Actually, he was the one who was more afraid; he was afraid of losing her.

Qiao Yi wrapped her arms around his neck to comfort him, "It's okay, Song Libai, it's all over now."

"To the hospital."

In Qiao Yi's opinion, the injuries were not very serious; it was just that Huo Ling's actions frightened her. He was a complete madman.

He didn't care whether she lived or died; in fact, one could say he didn't care about his own life either.

"Yi Yi, I'm sorry I'm late." Song Libai looked at the blood on her neck, and his heart ached.

If only he had trusted her more, if only he had found her sooner.

Qiao Yi saw that the man looked a little vulnerable, so she touched his hair to comfort him, "It doesn't hurt, Song Libai, don't worry."

She even gave a smile, "I'm very bold, Song Libai."

Seeing her trying so hard to comfort herself, Song Libai felt even more remorseful, but still managed a smile. "Take a rest, baby."

Qiao Yi leaned against his chest, her neck slightly sore. She spoke softly, "Actually, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that you two just happened to appear at the door."

Song Libai patted her head, his voice a little hoarse, "Your sister-in-law said you're in danger."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yi raised an eyebrow slightly and unconsciously curled her lips into a smile. "It was Li Bao who said Huo Ling is a scumbag. Li Bao is so kind."

"Yes, my sister-in-law is very good." At this moment, he was truly grateful to Li Muli and Fu Chenyan. After they left, he needed the two of them to stay and clean up the mess.

"Have you been drinking?" She suddenly looked up at his eyes, only to bump right into his chin.

It hurts a little.

Song Libai reached out and rubbed her forehead, softly humming in acknowledgment, "I'm sorry, Yi Yi."

"Why do you always apologize to me?" Qiao Yi frowned, somewhat puzzled, feeling that Song Libai was acting strangely.