Jiang Xue struggled to tear off her clothes to bandage her wounds. All around was silent, and Jiang Xue seemed to smell gasoline.
She quickly got up and peeked out through the narrow crack in the door. She saw a man carrying a gasoline can, pouring gasoline around the warehouse.
"What are you doing? Let me out."
Aunt Zhou's husband gave Jiang Xue a cold look and said, "Not only have you done this kind of thing before, but do you think I would believe a woman like you?"
"If the first person to rescue you doesn't come with money, I'll burn you alive."
Jiang Xue was so frightened that she sat down on the ground with a thud. She thought that Gu Xiaoling probably wouldn't go to Ji Chen, but would most likely call the police, and then she would just suffocate to death inside.
Jiang Xue's leg was bleeding profusely, her lips were pale, and she muttered, "Is this what they mean by 'earning money but not living to spend it'?" Jiang Xue couldn't help but shake her head and mock herself.
Thinking that I still had several thousand yuan, all stored in a metal box in the wardrobe, I knew that I should prioritize saving my life.
Now look what's happened, he's gone, and he's even less likely to spend his money.
Just as Jiang Xue was lost in endless sorrow, she suddenly heard someone talking not far away.
She propped herself up, moved a few large boxes to stand on, and could barely see outside. She saw a construction site across the street, where people were working.
Despite the pain, Jiang Xue stared at the construction site across the street. She couldn't shout out, much less alert the desperate criminals outside.
She cautiously climbed down from the box and peeked through the crack in the door at the man sitting on the ground eating a steamed bun.
Jiang Xue quickly took out all her money and stuffed it under the door. "Big brother, could you please give me some food? I'm so hungry I'm dizzy."
The man's cold eyes were fixed on Jiang Xue. "Sitting in that bitch's shop, I don't believe you can't eat."
Jiang Xue sobbed, "I was in a hurry to take on the next order and didn't have time to eat."
The man snatched the money away, saying, "Then you'll have to bear with it. I'm not going to get you anything to eat."
Jiang Xue was still sobbing uncontrollably. "I've lost too much blood and my whole body is cold. If the people who gave me money to save me find out I'm dead, do you think they'll still give you the money?"
The man still ignored Jiang Xue, saying, "Stay inside. If you say another word, I'll stab you again later."
Jiang Xue saw that the man was completely unresponsive and had no way to save herself.
"I'm freezing cold right now and I have no strength left. If you can get me something hot to eat, I promise to give you an extra thousand dollars after we get out."
Seeing that the man wasn't eating the steamed bun in his hand, Jiang Xue pressed her advantage, saying, "Do you know how much I made on that recent order?"
Aunt Zhou's husband was a gambling addict and obsessed with money. "How much have you made?"
Jiang Xue knew he was interested. "I made a full ten thousand yuan. You know Hong'an Lighting Factory, right? I contracted to provide uniforms for all the thousands of people there."
"If something were to happen to me, wouldn't you be at a huge loss? As long as I'm alive, I can always make a comeback. Wherever you go in the future, if you ever need money, just let me know. This life was given to me by you, so how can I not repay your kindness?"
Jiang Xue slowly brainwashed the man, and she could even see the excitement in his eyes.
"If I go and buy you something to eat, what if you yell and scream at someone? My two thousand yuan will be wasted!" Although the man was interested in Jiang Xue's words, now was not a good time to leave. He needed to get the two thousand yuan first. No one was stupid enough to give money away all the time.
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