Chapter 78
Qiu An understood.
Chang Yuqing didn't want to get any physical pleasure from her this time, he just wanted to humiliate her.
The problem is, she didn't do anything to offend Chang Yuqing, so Chang Yuqing had no reason to treat her like this.
Qiu An ignored Chang Yuqing's urging and said to her, "Let me get through to Ranlong on the phone."
"Now is not the time for you to make demands."
"How can I trust you if you can't even fulfill such a simple request?"
"It doesn't matter. You can just ignore my words and leave now. Call the police. I won't be responsible for the consequences of never seeing Ranlong and Jiang Ting again."
Chang Yuqing spoke nonchalantly, with no intention of proving to her that the hostage was still safe in her hands.
It seemed as if he thought Qiu An would not dare to act rashly.
Qiu An sighed and took a step forward.
Just as she was about to take off her windbreaker, Song Song suddenly called her.
"etc."
"What?" This was asked by Chang Yuqing. Her tone was extremely impatient, and she looked unhappy that her interest had been spoiled.
"Mr. Chang, please allow me to search Miss Qiu's body."
"Hey~" Chang Yuqing glanced up and down at Qiu An, and a playful and excited smile immediately appeared on his face. "You also brought toys? Search them."
Qiu An stood there with her hands spread out, allowing Song Song to approach her, his hands groping in her waist pockets.
Seeing Song Song busying herself in front of her, Qiu An sneered and asked her, "How many times have you taken off your clothes in this room?"
Song Song's breath hitched when he heard this. His fingers, still hanging on Qiu An's waist, dug deep into the belt. After a moment's hesitation, he continued to explore without arrogance or servility.
Chang Yuqing raised an eyebrow and said without emotion: "Why are you still interested in other people's private lives?"
Qiu An ignored her and continued to look down at Song Song and question him, "Ten times? Twenty times?"
Song Song had a cold face and pulled out the fruit knife stuck on Qiu An's belt and the car keys in her pocket.
"How much money did Chang Yuqing give you?"
The knuckles holding the knife handle turned white, and the veins under the skin were clearly visible.
"One million? Two million?"
Song Song put his other hand on the scabbard, and with just a slight force, the blade came out of the sheath and pointed directly at the defenseless Qiu An in front of him.
Or Chang Yuqing behind her.
Unfortunately, as if it were a routine security check, the blade was only pulled out a centimeter before returning safely to its sheath. After a brief glance at Chang Yuqing, it was put back into Qiu An's bag.
"Come on, and bring a gift. Why are you provoking my people? Do you think she will betray me? One or two million? You're kidding! That bar alone is worth more than one or two million! Tsk."
There was finally a fluctuation in Song Song's eyes, and Qiu An did not miss the moment she raised her eyebrows and glanced at Chang Yuqing.
Qiu An walked up to Chang Yuqing and comforted her, "It's just a few greetings to an old friend. Don't worry, Mr. Chang. I'm not saying you're stingy."
Chang Yuqing said impatiently: "Alright, alright, hurry up and take it off, stop dilly-dallying."
Qiu An straightened his collar, and the hand that was unbuttoning his windbreaker seemed to suddenly change its mind.
She said, "Mr. Chang only agreed to have one night with me, and didn't specify how it would happen. It's like you saying 'having sex' doesn't have to be on the bed. You and I are both women, and I know how women should enjoy themselves. Taking off clothes is simple, but I think Mr. Chang has seen so many beauties that he must be bored."
After saying that, Qiu An leaned over, reached out to the collar of Chang Yuqing's shirt, and touched the top button that hung between his collarbones.
If you make a gesture, you must break it.
When the cold knuckles touched Chang Yuqing's neck, she shuddered and waved her hand to slap Qiu An's hand away.
"What are you doing?!"
"Hmm? Helping Mr. Chang release his physical desires. Why, Mr. Chang... has never been the one on the bottom? How could that be pleasurable? You wouldn't satisfy your desires through such a low-level method as humiliating others, would you?"
Qiu An took the initiative to make fun of her.
Chang Yuqing knew that he had overreacted and cleared his throat awkwardly. Just as he was about to explain and take back the initiative, he heard a chuckle.
She was furious and glared at Qiu An, saying harshly, "What are you laughing at?!"
"Laugh? I'm not laughing."
Qiu An tilted his head and looked sideways at the culprit who sneered - Song Song.
"Are you laughing at me?"
Chang Yuqing stood up from the sofa and walked quickly towards Song Song.
Song Song lowered his head silently, still standing there without dodging, like a slave who knew he had done something wrong and was waiting for punishment to come.
"What are you laughing at? Huh? How dare you laugh at me?"
Chang Yuqing grabbed Song Song's collar, and Song Song turned her head away, avoiding her gaze.
"Speak! No one asked you to be mute!"
Before Song Song could say anything, a shrill ringtone rang in front of her.
Qiu An was the first to change her expression. She could no longer bear to watch the show. She pushed Chang Yuqing away from Song Song and snatched the bag from Song Song's hand.
In order not to miss any calls or message alerts, she had already turned up the incoming call volume to the maximum.
The zipper that usually runs smooth as silk now seems to be covered with rust and cannot be opened again and again.
When I finally pulled it open, I accidentally pinched my finger, which was burned by the cigarette butt and had blisters.
Ignoring the pain, the blisters rolled over the cigarette case, lighter and car keys, and finally allowed her to touch the jingling cell phone.
As a huge heart symbol appeared on the screen, Qiu An's nervous expression finally showed a hint of joy.
"Ranlong! Is that you? Where are you? How are you? Are you safe now?"
"It's me, uh, I'm fine, don't worry."
When the familiar voice came, Qiu An finally breathed a sigh of relief, his tense nerves relaxed, and his eyes instantly turned red.
"Where are you now? Can I pick you up?"
"No, no, I'm not in Beiji. I'm on my way back to Ducheng. It's too late today, don't worry, I'll take a flight back to Beiji tomorrow morning. I just came out of the uh... scenic area, there's no signal there. I'm sorry for not telling you in advance and making you worry about me."
"Are you okay now? Where have you been these days? Did something happen? Why did you go to a place with no signal?"
"I'm really, really fine! I'm sorry, I... I'll tell you in detail when I get back. Don't worry, I saw Sister Hou and Xixi sent me a lot of messages. I'll let them know I'm safe first and call you back later, okay?"
After learning that Ranlong was safe and sound, Qiu An thought about what she said. The people who bombarded her with messages must be Xixi and Sister Hou, but when she saw the message, she called herself first.
An unconscious smile appeared on his face, feeling relieved and relieved.
Even Song Song, who was standing by, seemed relieved.
"Okay... then call me as soon as possible."
"I will."
After saying that, neither of them hung up the phone first. They just listened intently to each other's shallow breathing through the receiver, and remained silent for a long time.
It wasn't until Chang Yuqing awkwardly rolled up his sleeves that the rustling sound of fabric interrupted Qiu An's interest.
She glanced sideways at him, and Chang Yuqing froze immediately.
There are still things waiting for her to deal with.
Qiu An's face was cold, but his voice was still as gentle as a trickle of water: "Then I'll hang up first?"
"Okay~"
Putting down the phone, Qiu An glared at Chang Yuqing who was full of lies.
Chang Yuqing laughed dryly, trying to make a big move with a small effort: "Ahaha, I was just kidding, you are so generous..."
Snap——
Before Chang Yuqing could finish her words, Qiu An slapped her fake smiling face covered with powder.
He used all his strength in this slap, which was completely different from the mercy Ran Long had shown her in the past.
Qiu An has acted in many slapping scenes, and she knows how to slap without hurting the ears, cervical spine or even the brain.
On the contrary, you also know how to fan to maximize the power.
A palm strike sent Chang Yuqing reeling. She stumbled a few steps, trying to steady herself, but ultimately lost to the residual force of the blow, falling to the ground with her left foot stomping on her right.
She covered her cheek with her hands, unable to open her eyes or speak due to the pain. Tinnitus was buzzing in her head, and she lost all her important senses for a moment.
Qiu An smeared the foundation that had been fanned off Chang Yuqing's face onto Song Song's black shirt. Before leaving, she kindly reminded him, "Hurry up and go to the hospital. A perforated eardrum is no small matter."
As she reached the elevator, she heard footsteps behind her. She turned and saw Song Song running after her. The moonlight shone on her back, making it hard to see the expression on her face.
"Why, you want to be a loyal house dog and help your master get revenge?"
Song Song shook his head and handed over the fruit knife in his hand.
It turns out that he had been carrying that fruit knife with him all along, and I don't know what he was using it to defend himself against.
It can be seen that Song Song is a very cultured person. When she returns the knife, she will point the handle towards others.
Qiu An took the knife and smiled faintly at her.
As soon as I got off the elevator, I couldn't wait to take out my cell phone. As if by telepathy, Ranlong called me at that moment.
The first call was to report safety, but Ranlong had no idea what the second call was about, and neither did Qiu An.
It's just that one is eager to fight, and the other is eager to receive.
"Hello……"
Ranlong's voice was timid. Although she was not in front of him, Qiu An could imagine her lowering her head to avoid it, but she couldn't help but look up, again and again.
Although both of them are people who did something wrong and are waiting to be punished, her Ranlong is much more lovable than Song Song and Chang Yuqing.
At this moment, Ranlong is like a puppy that has gone out and played with its white fur until it is dirty. I really want to hold her in the palm of my hand and rub her hard.
Unfortunately, I only received news about Ranlong, but I haven’t seen him in person yet.
"Where are you? Can you show me a video?"
"I'm... I'm at the train station. The signal here is spotty. I'll tell you when I get back and see you, okay?"
"You're so mysterious, are you really going on a trip?"
Qiu An asked her as he unlocked the car, and two beeps of the horn reached Ranlong's ears.
I was just thinking about how to cover up the issue when something happened to change the subject.
Of course, the worry is real: "It's the middle of the night, aren't you at home? Where are you going?"
Qiu An immediately felt guilty. She didn't want to tell Ran Long that she had been so desperate to find her that Chang Yuqing had tricked her into going to her hotel.
"I'm...just about to go home."
Ranlong heard the evasiveness in her tone and quickly asked, "Where are you now?"
“…”
Now it was Qiu An's turn to feel awkward. After thinking for a while, he decided not to lie to her, so he resorted to the strategy of delaying the conversation: "Let's talk about it after you come back."
A clear and crisp laughter came from the other end of the phone, and Qiu An also laughed foolishly while holding the phone.
"You have secrets too, don't tell me."
With the person he had lost and found beside him, Qiu An was in a good mood, and his tone was unusually relaxed and soft: "Okay~ I won't say anything about you."
"Xixi said you have work tomorrow. When you're done, come to my house. I'll cook you a meal."
Qiu An was surprised: "You do? Can you cook?"
The flat Ranlong said dissatisfiedly: "Look down on me!"
"Why do you suddenly want to cook for me?"
Ranlong hummed thoughtfully from the other end, and after a long pause, he replied, "I just want to... make it up to you."
"Compensate me? Compensate me for what?"
"To make it up to you... You've been worried about me for so long. You must not have eaten well, right?"
Hearing Ranlong's concern, Qiu An smiled brightly. She suppressed the corners of her mouth that kept rising and teased Ranlong, "Then don't you want to compensate Xixi and Sister Hou too? They've been busy for a long time because of you. I heard that Sister Hou couldn't find you for a long time and was so anxious that she cried."
"Ah? Well... well... I can treat them to dinner another day! Um... or do you want them to come together?"
"I don't want to."
Qiu An said without hesitation.
There was a silly laugh from the other end of the phone. When she had laughed enough, she said in a sweet voice: "Okay, just focus on driving. Let me know when you get home. Go to bed early. See you tomorrow~"
"Yeah, see you tomorrow."
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