Chapter 122 They took the person away.
Zhu Jin didn't even glance at the earring, but directly pulled out his checkbook from his suit pocket and quickly signed a number.
He tore it off and handed it to the woman, his tone indifferent: "Pay back the original price. If you cause any more trouble, we'll take you to the police station."
"you……"
The woman bit her lip, knowing that this was a man she couldn't afford to offend.
She snatched the check, a fawning smile plastered on her face.
"That's enough, thank you boss!"
After saying that, the woman, as if afraid he would change his mind, immediately swayed her hips and left quickly.
Zhu Jin then turned his head and looked at Shen Shuangmiao, whose eyes were somewhat confused.
"Can you walk?" he asked in a lukewarm tone.
Shen Shuangmiao looked at him, took a deep breath, and suddenly became emotional.
She abruptly shook off Zhu Jin's hand, which was trying to support her, tilted her head back, and her eyes were red from drunkenness.
Shen Shuangmiao stared intently at him, her voice trembling uncontrollably.
"Zhu Jin! Tell me! What exactly do you want?"
"You've been acting so calm these past few days! What are you really planning?"
Tell me!
Seeing her lose control of her emotions, Zhu Jin's face finally lost its composure.
He slightly curled the corners of his lips, his smile tinged with pain and madness.
"Wouldn't it be better if I didn't bother you?"
Zhu Jin asked softly, his voice low and seductive.
Shen Shuangmiao was speechless at his question.
Yes, his stopping is exactly what she has always hoped for.
But why does his smile at this moment frighten her?
Shen Shuangmiao couldn't answer, she just stared at him blankly.
Zhu Jin took a step forward, getting closer to her, his hot breath mixed with a faint scent of alcohol wafting over her.
He leaned close to her ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Don't worry."
"We will absolutely not let this go."
Shen Shuangmiao's mind went completely blank for a moment!
We absolutely won't let this go.
Was his previous calm, the purchase of the island, and the blessings all a facade?
"What...what do you mean?!"
Shen Shuangmiao wanted to ask more questions and tried to grab Zhu Jin's arm.
But a strong feeling of dizziness suddenly struck.
The scene before her eyes began to spin, and Zhu Jin's face became blurry in her vision.
Shen Shuang's skillful hands and feet began to feel weak.
"I...I feel so dizzy..."
She murmured, her body falling forward uncontrollably.
Zhu Jin reached out his arm at just the right moment, caught her steadily, and pulled her into his embrace.
As he watched her completely lose consciousness and collapse into his arms, Zhu Jin's smile gradually faded.
He picked her up horizontally.
Shen Shuangmiao was as light as ever, like a feather in his arms.
Just then, Mr. Wang poked his head out of the private room.
With a fawning yet knowing smile on his face, he lowered his voice and asked, "President Zhu, how is it? Did I arrange it well?"
Zhu Jin looked at him coldly: "What did you put in?"
"Don't worry, don't worry, that medicine is imported. I've calculated the dosage, enough for her to sleep soundly for more than ten hours. It will absolutely not harm her body. She'll just have some memory loss when she wakes up."
Mr. Wang rubbed his hands together, afraid that he would get angry because of this.
Zhu Jin glanced at him, his eyes cold and expressionless, and simply gave a faint "hmm".
"What I promised you, I will keep."
After saying that, he ignored President Wang, picked up Shen Shuangmiao, and strode towards the back door of the club.
Another car was already waiting there.
Zhu Jin placed Chen Shuangmiao in the back seat, opened the passenger door, and got in.
The car drove away silently, and no one saw it.
...
at the same time.
Inside the studio.
After finishing his work, Fu Xuan checked the time.
It's already past 10 p.m.
He was a little worried, so he sent a message to Shen Shuangmiao.
[Miaomiao, are you done with your social engagements? There's an urgent matter at the studio that needs your help. Call me back when you see this.]
The message disappeared without a trace, and there was no reply for a long time.
Fu Xuan dialed her number again, and it rang for a long time, but no one answered.
He frowned and immediately called President Wang.
There was still no answer.
Fu Xuan immediately realized something was wrong and dialed Zhao Mobai's number again.
He said urgently, "Mr. Zhao! Miaomiao went to a banquet and hasn't come back yet. She's not answering her phone either! I'm worried something might have happened to her."
Zhao Mobai's voice tightened instantly on the other end of the phone: "Send me the address! I'm coming right away!"
After receiving the address, Zhao Mobai immediately went out.
He slammed on the gas and sped toward the club.
Along the way, countless chaotic thoughts flashed through Zhao Mobai's mind.
"Bang!"
She rudely pushed open the door to the club's private room.
Mr. Wang was leisurely enjoying his dessert when he heard the noise and was startled.
Zhao Mobai entered and quickly looked around.
Only Mr. Wang remained in the private room, amidst a mess on the table.
Where is Shuangmiao?
Zhao Mobai stared intently at President Wang, his voice anxious.
Mr. Wang was so frightened by his murderous look that he dropped the silver fork in his hand onto the plate.
He forced a stiff smile and said, "Mr. Zhao... Mr. Zhao? What brings you here? Boss Shen had a bit too much to drink and wasn't feeling well, so she went home earlier."
"go home?"
Zhao Mobai stepped forward, grabbed President Wang by the collar, and his eyes were fierce.
"Go back to which home? I just came from home and the studio! She's not here at all!"
Mr. Wang's face turned pale from the pressure of the choking, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
His eyes darted around, and he stammered, "Maybe she went to a friend's house? I don't know, she just said she wasn't feeling well and had to leave..."
"Where is Zhu Jin?" Zhao Mobai interrupted him sharply, ignoring his nonsense.
"President Zhu left. He said he was going the same way and asked me to see Boss Shen off..." President Wang's voice grew softer and softer, lacking confidence.
Zhao Mobai released him and let out a cold sneer.
"Do you fucking think I'm a three-year-old?"
He ignored the terrified President Wang, turned around and rushed out of the private room to start dialing Shen Shuangmiao's number.
Once, twice...
No matter how many times she tried to call, Shen Shuangmiao's phone remained unanswered.
He rushed back to his car and went home to check.
The wedding room was dark and empty, with only cold air.
Zhao Mobai then went to the studio and called Madam Su.
All of them failed.
Shen Shuangmiao vanished as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth, leaving no trace.
Zhao Mobai slumped in the driver's seat, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white, his chest heaving violently.
"Zhu Jin, it must be him, he still won't let her go..."
He muttered to himself, then suddenly started the car again and sped towards the Su family's old house like a madman.
At this moment, he needs help, and he needs the power and prestige of Old Madam Su.
Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped in front of the old house.
Zhao Mobai knocked hard on the door and went in to tell Old Madam Su what had happened.
Upon hearing this, Madam Su's weathered face instantly turned serious.
She immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.
"Don't rush, Mobai."
The old lady was also in turmoil, but she remained calm.
She gently patted Zhao Mobai's shoulder and immediately summoned the housekeeper. "Use all our connections and resources immediately to find Miaomiao's whereabouts. Focus on airports, ports, and all possible exit routes. Be quick!"
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