Chapter 120 "Baby, you'd better hide for me."
Lou Zhao raised his eyebrows in surprise, his eyes growing more interested, and he slowly walked towards Jiang Yanchu.
As he approached and met Jiang Yanchu's eyes, Lou Zhao's smile suddenly froze.
Jiang Yanchu's eyes were red and tears were welling up in his eyes.
His eyes were saying: Zhao Zhao, I feel sorry for you, I'm sorry.
Lou Zhao also clearly saw the regret and heartache in his eyes.
"I'm sorry Zhao Zhao..."
"sorry……"
Hot tears rolled down his cheeks, and Jiang Yanchu cried and apologized over and over again.
Lou Zhao was stunned, her breathing became tight, and her fingers unconsciously clenched and clenched again until she felt a dull pain in the palm of her hand, and then she came to her senses.
She never thought that her malicious teasing would be rewarded with genuine care.
——I talked about my pain as a joke, and you apologized with tears, saying that you felt sorry for me.
After being stunned for several seconds, Lou Zhao suddenly turned around, his eyes sore and uncontrollably covered with a faint mist.
She cursed, "You're sick."
"I don't need you to feel sorry for me, nor do I need your love."
His tone was extremely cold. "Don't like me anymore. I'll let you go in two days and we'll pretend we've never met."
Jiang Yanchu pursed his lips bitterly and choked, "How could I not like you..."
"I will always love you until the end of my life, even if you don't have any feelings for me."
The love of a yandere is always passionate and sincere, dedicated and affectionate.
Even if you stab a dagger into my heart, when I look down and see your hand holding the dagger, I will still compliment you by saying that your hands are beautiful.
Love is an unsolvable proposition.
I only like you, and you only like him.
Lou Zhao swallowed and tilted her head back slightly to hold back the inexplicable tears. While gasping for breath, her eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of a blush on her fair skin, and she frowned.
He walked up to Shen Shuangli, picked up a cotton swab with his fingertips and pressed it on the needle hole on Shen Shuangli's white arm.
After pressing for a few minutes, Lou Zhao released the cotton swab. The bleeding stopped. She took a bottle of medicine, dipped a clean cotton swab in the medicine, and applied it to the needle hole of Shen Shuangli.
This potion can speed up wound healing.
All the medicines in this laboratory were developed by Lou Zhao alone. She is undoubtedly a genius in developing medicines.
But if a genius takes the wrong path and uses his talents in the wrong place, the retribution he will suffer will inevitably be unimaginable.
The temperature in the laboratory is the same as that in the hospital, very cold and much lower than the temperature outside.
Lou Zhao got up and brought a clean thin blanket to cover Shen Shuangli.
Lou Zhao bent down and found her cell phone, used it to book a plane ticket on the app, then turned off the phone's location, turned it off, and put it back in her pocket.
Looking down at Chen Shuangli's cold and delicate eyes, Lou Zhao's mouth corners curved slightly.
Chen Shuangli, have a good sleep for a day.
A day later, you will find that you and Xie Jinghe are not suitable for each other.
There is no way you can tolerate Xie Jinghe's possessiveness.
So, break up quickly.
…
The other side.
Xie Jinghe drove to Chen Shuangli's residence, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand. He was dressed formally in a white shirt, suit jacket and trousers, and his hair was carefully groomed.
In the other hand, he held an insulated lunch box.
Ring the doorbell.
I waited for two minutes, but nothing happened.
Xie Jinghe frowned and pressed the doorbell again.
After waiting for two minutes, there was still no movement.
Xie Jinghe frowned even more tightly and took out his cell phone from his pocket.
Send a message to Chen Shuangli on WeChat.
[Sister, I brought you food. Can you open the door for me? ]
The news fell on deaf ears.
Looking at the message that had not been replied for a long time, Xie Jinghe felt an inexplicable sense of unease and panic in his heart.
Xie Jinghe rolled his throat and called Chen Shuangli.
"Hello, the user you dialed has turned off the phone..."
A standard female voice rang in his ears, and Xie Jinghe's expression instantly turned cold.
After hanging up the phone, he made another call with a gloomy and cold voice, “Check where Chen Shuangli is.”
With a loud "bang", Xie Jinghe kicked the door open.
The apartment was quiet and there was no one in sight.
Xie Jinghe strode towards the bedroom, lifted the quilt with his big hands and opened the wardrobe.
Xie Jinghe searched everywhere, including the bathroom, kitchen, and study.
But I didn't see anyone.
Xie Jinghe's expression became increasingly ugly.
The phone rang.
“Master, Miss Shen has booked a plane ticket…”
Xie Jinghe's eyes flashed, and he interrupted immediately with a cold voice, asking, "What time is the flight?"
"8:10 PM."
There's about an hour left.
Xie Jinghe rushed out without a second thought, striding forward with a gloomy aura surrounding him, the hem of his suit jacket swaying in the air.
"Take someone to the airport—"
The eyes beneath the silver-white hair were like thick ink that could not be dissolved. From his thin lips came two extremely oppressive words, "Catch him."
It was a chilly night, and one black luxury car after another rushed across the spacious road, like flashes of lightning, at an inconceivable speed.
Penglai Airport is brightly lit.
Xie Jinghe rushed to the airport with his hair disheveled, but was told that the surveillance showed that Chen Shuangli had not come to the airport at all and there was no record of facial recognition.
Listening to the report, Xie Jinghe closed his eyes. The panic and irritation in his chest were like a tide that almost swallowed him up.
His arms were covered with hideous blue veins.
"Mobilize everyone to check the whereabouts of Chen Shuangli."
Fucking freedom.
He should have installed eight or ten locators and monitors on Shen Shuangli to monitor her every move.
She should be chained to the bed so she can't go anywhere.
Xie Jinghe regrets it very much now.
I regretted not installing a locator on Shen Shuangli without permission.
Why does he want to change?
Change your mother*.
People like him will never change.
Even if Chen Shuangli didn't want to, he could still keep her by his side forever, imprisoned by his side for the rest of her life, unable to go anywhere, and only able to lie under him for the rest of her life.
Xie Jinghe went back to Chen Shuangli's residence and asked the property management for surveillance footage.
When playing the surveillance footage, Xie Jinghe discovered that a large section of the footage had been deleted, and even the backup had been completely deleted.
Xie Jinghe's breathing became heavy, and his bloodshot eyes stared at the surveillance camera.
Escape again.
He ran away again without a word.
The phone was turned off and the surveillance footage was deleted.
Is she so afraid of him finding her?
Xie Jinghe lit a cigarette and took a deep puff, which went through his lungs.
The smoke covered the handsome and stern face, and the man with an indifferent expression sneered, "Baby, you'd better hide from me."
The night outside was getting darker.
More than two hours passed, and the investigators still had no news.
There was no light in Chen Shuangli's bedroom, and it was so dark that one couldn't see one's hand in front of one's face.
A little scarlet light burned in the extremely thick darkness, and the quiet environment was filled with horror and weirdness.
Gradually, Chen Shuangli's originally fragrant bedroom was completely filled with the smell of cigarette smoke...
——
Getting stained with his scent bit by bit.
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