Chapter 321 The Voice from Hell
Pei Wanling looked at the bodyguards outside in horror, her face filled with fear.
The bodyguard didn't even look at her, but responded, "Miss, we are from the Du family. The master will be here soon, and he asked you to wait for him in the room."
"Cousin?" Pei Wanling's face turned pale with fright when she heard it.
Finally, the thing I least wanted to face came true.
"Cousin...isn't my cousin in Dizhou? When did he come to H City?"
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The bodyguard at the door stood straight, looking forward, with no intention of answering Pei Wanling's question.
Pei Wanling felt her hands trembling. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Can I go tell my friend? He came with me, but I can't contact him now."
After saying that, Pei Wanling wanted to go to Li Junhao's room and ask him to help call to rescue her.
Unexpectedly, just as she was about to take a step forward, the bodyguard reached out and stopped her.
"My friend is next door. If you're worried, just go with me and you can just stand guard at the door."
Even though the bodyguard was so rude, Pei Wanling still spoke kindly, fearing to offend him.
However, the other party still did not allow her to step out of the room.
Pei Wanling knew that they would definitely not let her go to find Li Junhao, and it was even possible that Li Junhao had been controlled by them, so she could only close the door and quickly call her father.
However, her father's call went through but no one answered.
Pei Wanling was still unwilling to give up, so she picked up the hotel's landline and called Pei's father, but still no one answered.
Pei Wanling's mind was blank and she was filled with extreme fear.
The Du family was originally a large family. From the head of the family down to Du Yanzheng, there were seven brothers. Not to mention the side branches of the Du family, which were even more powerful.
Du Yanzheng was just an adopted child by her grandfather. When her grandfather was handing over the inheritance, he was going to hand over the Du family to Du Yanzheng, who was only 18 years old. You can imagine how many people opposed it.
Twelve years have passed in a flash. Now everyone only knows the eldest son of the Du family. The rest of the people are like the side branches. Although they are still alive, no one resists. Everyone is silent. It is clear that they are still alive, but now they seem to be dead and live an extremely low-key life.
Of course, this does not include Du Yanzheng’s supporters.
This is enough to show how powerful her cousin is.
In the next few minutes, Pei Wanling even called 110, but no one answered the call no matter what phone she used.
In the end, she had to compromise.
She put on her clothes obediently, sat dejectedly on the sofa, and waited anxiously for Du Yanzheng's arrival.
Du Yanzheng arrived near dawn.
At this time, Pei Wanling had fallen asleep on the sofa because of depression.
The door was slammed open by the bodyguard, and Pei Wanling was so scared that she jumped up from the sofa.
Du Yanzheng walked in wearing a well-cut and meticulously ironed pure black suit with dark patterns.
He was tall and straight, and the suit that should have been worn by an elegant gentleman gave off a sense of irony when worn by him.
"Big...big cousin!"
Pei Wanling stood up nervously, and her sleepiness was scared away in just half a second.
She looked at Du Yanzheng with a gleam in her eyes, but met his deep eyes that were filled with sharpness and cruelty, like a sharp sword stabbing straight at her, instantly piercing into his brows.
Pei Wanling's body trembled with fear.
"You, are very good."
Du Yanzheng's voice sounded like it came from hell.
(End of this chapter)
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