When Xiao Rong returned, he found that his room had been disturbed.
His expression changed instantly. He turned around abruptly and glared at the other two, unleashing a furious tirade against them. The two men stood motionless, heads bowed, too ashamed to utter a sound.
Once Xiao Rong calmed down, he suddenly noticed Huo Jiayuan standing at the door, her face cold and aloof, with a half-smile on her face.
That smile was entirely inherited from the Huo family genes; it was ingrained in his bones, a contempt for the whole world.
Xiao Rong was startled, suppressed his temper, and respectfully greeted her as "Miss".
"You have so much energy to shout, it seems your injury is almost healed?" Huo Jiayuan's calm voice carried a hint of ambiguity. "Now that you're healed, let's go back to Yangcheng. Give me your phone, I'll call my parents and ask them to send someone to pick you up."
"Miss……"
Xiao Rong gave a signal, telling the two to leave first. He then sat down next to Huo Jiayuan, and after thinking for a moment, sat down on the carpet next to them.
He looked up at her and said, "Miss, don't trouble them with such a small matter."
"trouble?"
“It’s not just trouble,” Xiao Rong said seriously, “we’re being watched now, otherwise… we wouldn’t have been unable to leave twice. What if you make a phone call and they overhear you…”
“I’m their daughter, can’t I make a phone call to them?” Huo Jiayuan’s eyes held a scrutinizing gaze. “I lost my phone after I came here and haven’t been in contact with them since… I want them to know my situation, and they will find a way to take me back from here!”
“I’ve contacted them!” Xiao Rong said quickly. “I told them you’re doing well here.”
"But I'm not okay!"
"Miss!"
“Xiao Rong,” her dark eyes gleamed with a light that made him feel somewhat guilty, “why have you been preventing me from contacting my parents?”
"I……"
Xiao Rong was taken aback, but he quickly regained his composure.
He covered the wound on his chest—a deep knife wound that Huo Jiayuan used to feel deeply guilty whenever he saw it.
"Miss, could you... please bring me my medicine?"
Huo Jiayuan's heart tightened. His face was pale with pain, and her defenses crumbled little by little.
She hesitated for a moment, then turned around and took the hemostatic pills and bandages from the cabinet, placing them all in his hands.
But unlike before, she didn't personally feed him the medicine or bandage his wounds.
Xiao Rong tried to call her back, but she turned and ran out. Two men ran in, looking at Xiao Rong with concern.
"No need to chase her." Xiao Rong's face was gloomy as he slowly stood up from the ground. "She's just being childish; she'll calm down after a while."
"Brother Rong, is Miss alright?"
"She's a grown woman, what could possibly happen to her!" Xiao Rong was furious. "As for you two, you should think carefully about whose side you're on!"
Both of them shuddered in fright and looked down at each other.
“But Brother Rong,” after a long pause, another person stepped forward, “do you think Miss… is still a child?”
Xiao Rong narrowed his eyes, and a cold light gradually rose from the depths of his eyes.
...
Huo Jiayuan ran all the way down to the apartment building.
She was certain Xiao Rong would think she was throwing a tantrum, after all, this had happened countless times since she was a child. Whenever she had a disagreement with him, she would turn around and run away, and then Xiao Rong would come and coax her.
However, judging from the situation just now, Xiao Rong shouldn't be chasing after them.
In the border region, he thought he could control her.
Huo Jiayuan ran out of the community gate, waited nearby for a while, and after confirming that Xiao Rong had not chased after her, she took out the baseball cap and coat that she had hidden in the bushes, put them on, and quietly slipped away through another path.
She followed the path from her memory to the small convenience store in that hidden corner.
The shop owner was still the same old man, sitting quietly at the shop entrance. The only difference between him and the statue was that he had eyes that were even sharper than those of the statue. The moment he saw Huo Jiayuan, the old man's eyes froze, like a demon spirit released from its seal, and he slowly stood up.
"It's you?"
Huo Jiayuan stood not far away, panting heavily from running, unable to speak.
Grandpa subconsciously looked behind her, as if looking for something.
"I...I didn't bring anyone with me..." Huo Jiayuan walked forward, trembling. "I don't know what to do...Grandpa, I don't know who to trust here. I called Yangcheng from your shop, I thought..."
"Shh!"
The old man gave him a sharp look.
Then he stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.
...
Xiao Rong glanced at his watch impatiently; the ticking of the clock made him increasingly restless.
Knowing Huo Jiayuan as he did, he knew she wouldn't be gone long. She was too pampered, a hothouse flower; how could she possibly survive on her own in this remote border town where she had no relatives or friends?
But now, the two bodyguards have searched around several times, but there's not even a trace of Huo Jiayuan in the vicinity!
"Mr. Xiao," Granny Cai said with a smile as she knocked on the door and entered, "Are we going to serve dinner or not? I've already reheated it three times."
Xiao Rong was already annoyed and glared at her fiercely. Granny Cai didn't take it to heart and continued talking to herself, "How can a person live without eating... Mr. Xiao, you need to eat your fill first so you'll have the energy to go find Miss Yuan Yuan!"
"Get out!" Xiao Rong roared.
Grandma Cai smiled and closed the door.
Just then, Xiao Rong's phone rang. As soon as he answered, a bright and anxious voice came from the other end: "Sir... he's gone!"
"Explain yourself clearly, who is missing?"
“It’s…” Mingliang paused, as if making a great decision to tell him the truth, “It’s that person, the one you asked me to keep an eye on, Peng Zheng…”
"What did you say?!"
Xiao Rong almost dropped the phone.
His eyes widened, his breathing quickened involuntarily, and his ears rang.
"What are you saying?" Xiao Rong gritted his teeth. "Isn't Peng Zheng dead?!"
“No…” Mingliang said in a low voice, “I… I wanted to sell his organs, so I didn’t kill him until I found a buyer…”
"You piece of trash!"
"You, you can't blame me!" Mingliang argued. "You told me to handle it. It was such a waste to kill a living person. His organs were all healthy and could be sold for a lot of money! Besides, I don't know how he could run so fast! He'd already had a kidney removed, and he still managed to escape..."
Xiao Rong felt a surge of blood rushing to his head. He roared hysterically into his phone, "Can't you do things more efficiently? I told you to kill him, why didn't you do as I said!"
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