After saying this, the man roughly pulled the sack over, and before Song Mai could even catch a glimpse of anything, her mouth was gagged with a wad of cloth, and then the sack was tied up again.
The car drove for a long time, and Song Mai was so shaken in the sack that she almost threw up before the car finally came to a slow stop.
Just as Song Mai was ready for the sack to be opened, she felt a sudden dizziness as a man hoisted her onto his shoulder and strode forward.
She didn't know how much time had passed before she was finally put down.
Immediately someone opened the sack and tore off the wad of cloth stuffed in her mouth.
Song Mai then realized her predicament.
She was taken to a detached villa, which was decorated in a gothic style and looked dark and eerie.
Standing beside the red-haired man were several young men dressed in black, all of whom had scars on their faces.
The red-haired man's scar was the most distinctive; a scar several centimeters long stretched from his cheek to his chin, making him look extremely fierce.
The man standing next to her, who untied the sack and pulled the gag from her mouth, was relatively older, looking to be around forty years old. He had only one arm, with the other sleeve hanging empty.
Song Mai looked around. The villa was very large, and there were at least a dozen people on her floor.
She looked around but didn't see a single familiar face.
A bald man respectfully placed a cup of tea on the table in front of the red-haired man, then quietly retreated. Clearly, the red-haired man was the leader of these people.
Song Mai took a breath to calm herself down, her eyes scrutinizing the red-haired man.
"Who are you? Why did you bring me here?"
The red-haired man took a sip of tea, his gaze sweeping over Song Mai with a flirtatious air that made her feel uncomfortable.
"Don't remember? We just met."
Song Mai looked at the red-haired man and the more she looked, the more familiar he seemed, as if she had seen him somewhere before. It wasn't until she saw the man pull down his turtleneck sweater, revealing the tattoo on his neck, that she suddenly remembered.
She had clearly just seen this person last night.
It was late, and the neon lights outside the bar were too bright and colorful, so she couldn't see the man's face clearly under the lights. She only remembered his red hair and the tattoo on his neck.
She didn't recognize the man, and since Zheng Yao was there, her attention was entirely focused on Zheng Yao, so she didn't notice him. That's why she only thought he looked familiar but couldn't immediately identify him.
Seeing the tattoo on his neck, she finally realized that he was the man Zheng Yao had been intimate with last night.
So it seems that her being inexplicably kidnapped by this stranger is inextricably linked to Zheng Yao!
"It's you!"
Her voice was clear and crisp, yet carried a hint of coldness, like the clashing of pearls.
A small snake, about the length of a forearm, emerged from the red-haired man's sleeve. It was porcelain white as jade, with a red tongue flicking out, and looked both crimson and dangerous.
The snake coiled around his forearm, and the red-haired man reached out and gently stroked the snake's head, his eyes never leaving Song Mai.
"Oh? You remember now?"
With her hands bound, Song Mai struggled to her feet. Her chin was covered in dust, and her hair was a bit messy, but it made her look even more casual and attractive.
"Did Zheng Yao tell you to do this? What exactly does she want?"
The man kissed the small snake's head with his lips, a scene that looked exceptionally eerie.
"She wants you to suffer a fate worse than death."
The man spoke without any attempt to conceal his intentions, which startled Song Mai.
She admitted that although she and Zheng Yao had had many unpleasant experiences, and Zheng Yao had tried to harm her many times, even causing her to almost be blacklisted by the entire industry, she didn't know what kind of life she would be living now if Yunxing hadn't kept her.
But she never expected that Zheng Yao hated her to this extent.
"Where is she? I need to talk to her."
She looked around.
The red-haired man raised his hand, and the person next to him immediately took the small snake from his hand, turned around and put the snake into the insulated box.
The red-haired man stood up and walked up to Song Mai.
The back of his hand gently brushed across Song Mai's cheek, and those venomous eyes sent a chill down Song Mai's spine.
This man is dangerous; Song Mai couldn't help but feel a chill the moment she met his eyes.
Those were eyes filled with an even more deathly aura than those of a fugitive.
She believed that if she stayed here with this man, she would be tormented by him, which is why she asked to see Zheng Yao.
She hated Zheng Yao, and Zheng Yao hated her too, but the hatred between them was simple and not that complicated. She firmly believed that if she could see Zheng Yao and have a good talk, maybe things would turn around.
The man chuckled softly:
"Don't worry, I won't let you see her. Since she asked me for this deal and I agreed, I will definitely keep my word. Once a deal is made with me, it can't be stopped. Even if she regrets it and comes to me for help, I will not let you go."
Song Mai then noticed a large black python tattooed on the back of his hand, which looked quite terrifying.
The man reached out to stroke her cheek again, but Song Mai took several steps back, creating distance between them.
The red-haired man suddenly pulled her close, wrapped one arm around her waist, and slowly lowered his head to sniff Song Mai's neck, a look of enjoyment on his face.
"What are you doing! Let me go!"
Unable to struggle, Song Mai stomped hard on the red-haired man's foot.
Being so close to him made Song Mai's hair stand on end; she felt both panicked and extremely nauseous.
It felt like being coiled up by a python.
The red-haired man, in pain, released Song Mai and slapped her hard across the face.
Song Mai staggered back several steps before regaining her balance, her fair cheeks instantly swelling up.
"You bitch! How dare you step on me!"
He grabbed Song Mai by the collar, pulling her much closer, his eyes filled with anger and ferocity.
Song Mai, on the other hand, remained remarkably calm. She met the red-haired man's gaze without any attempt to conceal it, and her voice was resolute and powerful.
"What she said to you, what deals you made, that's all between you and her, and it was all at her request. But I have no grudge against you, no conflict with you, so you don't need to be so harsh on me. Of course, if you let me go, I will definitely thank you."
The red-haired man grabbed Song Mai by the collar, watching the woman calmly and rationally trying to convince him, and a hint of interest appeared in his eyes.
"Oh? Thank me? How do you want to thank me?"
"I can give you some money."
She also had some money on hand, plus the reward Yunxing Group gave her for her performance at the press conference, so she had more than a million yuan.
If it could be resolved by spending money, she would be willing to pay it.
After all, money is not as important as life.
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