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What horrified Yan's father even more was that he was abandoned in an alley and spent the night with rats and cockroaches in the sewer.
Just when he thought someone had finally discovered him.
"Save me—"
It was Zhao Qiye’s men who showed up!
Father Yan was pulled into a car by the men in black, and in a blink of an eye he was taken into the temporary rented room.
"What are you going to do?"
Father Yan looked terrified.
But he couldn't do anything.
His body was covered in wounds and he was beaten so hard that he couldn't move.
The men who had tied him up didn't say anything, but instead searched around for his things.
Until one of the men came out holding the bank card.
"Found it."
When Yan's father saw this, he immediately screamed.
"Put it down, it's mine!"
It turned out to be the bank card he stole from Yan Ling!
The leading man sneered.
"Your stuff?"
He snorted coldly.
"You should know how you got this thing."
Father Yan refused to listen to what these people said and kept talking nonsense.
"This is my daughter's gift to me!"
Suddenly, there was laughter all around.
They left Yan's father in the room as if they had completed a mission.
"Don't show up in front of Yan Ling anymore. Otherwise, Mr. Zhao said you'll be killed without a burial place!"
After going out, the man in black, who was still extremely cold and stern towards Yan's father, spoke to the person on the other end of the phone in an extremely respectful voice.
"Mr. Zhao, the things have been obtained."
…
Zhao Qiye's residence.
Yan Ling had been squatting on the sofa. When she saw that it was Zhao Qiye who came back, she hurriedly put on her slippers and just looked at him eagerly.
But when Yan Ling came to her senses, she didn't know what she was expecting.
She suddenly realized that her behavior was a little strange and said it embarrassedly.
"I--"
This isn't her home either.
Yan Ling wanted to slap her head to wake up, but she couldn't say "Welcome home"!
The atmosphere was slightly awkward.
But Zhao Qiye didn't care. Instead, he took off his suit jacket and threw it into Yan Ling's hand very naturally.
He loosened his tie.
Yan Ling held the black suit that Zhao Qiye had taken off, and it felt like she was touching a hot potato, and her face became hot involuntarily.
But just when Yan Ling was about to hang the suit on the rack, she saw a familiar bank card in Zhao Qiye's pocket!
She subconsciously took it out of Zhao Qiye's pocket and placed it in her palm.
This string of numbers that was so familiar to her made Yan Ling's heart skip a beat!
Zhao Qiye turned around and saw Yan Ling staring at the bank card in a daze, and spoke in a low voice.
"He won't come to see you again."
Yan Ling seemed a little flustered.
It was unclear whether it was discovered by Zhao Qiye or because the bank card that should have been in Yan's father's hand appeared in Zhao Qiye's pocket.
She knew very well what kind of person her father was.
"No, he won't let me go."
Yan Ling held the bank card tightly, as if she could feel the malice of Yan's father again in an instant.
That man will never give up her, his cash cow, unless he dies!
Zhao Qiye calmed her down.
"No, I told you, don't worry."
Yan Ling reacted immediately. She looked into Zhao Qiye's eyes and thought of the bank card.
"Did you do something?"
Zhao Qiye smiled and squinted his eyes.
He touched Yan Ling's head, then pulled her into his arms and comforted her in a low voice.
"I didn't do anything. He just misunderstood."
But Yan Ling couldn't believe what Zhao Qiye said.
She listened to the heartbeat in Zhao Qiye's chest and pursed her thin lips together.
What exactly happened?
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