Zhao Yan was silent for a while, called the insider, and then handed the diary in her hand to the assistant who came in.

"To the guest in Box 001, and pass on a message..."

Zhao Yan thought for a moment and slowly said, "I hope you can treat her better."

Zhao Yan also paid attention to the newspaper news. When she saw Ruan Mengmeng's face in the newspaper, she was shocked.

Even though five years have passed, she still remembers Ruan Mengmeng's stunningly beautiful and charming face.

It turned out that the girl who was sold to him was the second daughter of the Ruan family.

Ruan Mengmeng, Ruan family...

She should have thought of it earlier. At that time, Ruan Mengmeng's way of dealing with people, her conversation, and her upbringing clearly showed that she came from a wealthy family, but she did not doubt it at all at that time.

Zhao Yan's eyes flickered slightly. The second daughter of the Ruan family, isn't that...

At that time, Zhao Yan remembered something from the past. Her fingers trembled slightly, "How is it possible?"

She squatted down, covered her face with her hands, and tears slowly slid down from between her fingers.

Mu Heng sat in the car, looking at the worn diary in his hand, his eyes calm and no emotion could be seen.

This was what Mu Heng received at the entrance of Fengqing Club.

He didn't understand what Zhao Yan's intention was.

Mu Heng suddenly said, "Go back to Yujingwan."

Liuhuo obeyed the order, turned the steering wheel and headed towards Mu Heng's new property.

Yujingwan is a high-end apartment with two households per floor, and is home to senior white-collar elites in the CBD business center.

Mu Heng owns many properties. The reason why he chose this place is because Ruan Mengmeng lives opposite him.

He bought this place not long ago.

Mu Heng returned to the apartment and locked himself in the study.

He sat in a chair, the desk lamp was on, his fingers touched the cover of the diary, he took a slight breath, and then opened it.

The first page was blank. When I turned to the second page, a few lines of words suddenly appeared: "Why is my world not as clean as the white paper on the first page, but a dark place with no end in sight? I resisted countless times, but it was still useless. I wanted to live, but no one was willing to let me go."

"September 16, cloudy day. I've been here for a month. I've been forced to drink with those people countless times. They touched me. I'll remember their faces for the rest of my life. Don't even think about touching me anymore."

"September 29, rainy. She asked me to work with her so that I wouldn't have to accompany her drinking. I know she wanted me to make more money for her. I also want to make more money to save my life."

"October 8, sunny. It turns out that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival... My family is happily reunited, and they have never thought of me."

When Mu Heng saw this, his eyes turned red, and then he slowly turned to the next page.

"November 5th, cloudy day. Something happened in the bar today. A girl was brutally tortured to death by four men. I feel sick to my heart. All men are bad-tempered!"

"On November 26, winter began to arrive here. She gradually relaxed her supervision over me. I finally stopped worrying that someone would sneak into my room and do something bad to me at night. I could put the knife under my pillow away for a while."

Knife under the pillow?

Mu Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, his body shook violently, his fingers stopped on the page, frost formed in his eyes, this knife was probably not used to stab others, but to end his own life.

Perhaps it was at this time that Ruan Mengmeng's illness began to worsen.

What kind of despair had she experienced that made her think about dying every moment, even in her dreams?

Mu Heng continued to turn to the next page, his breath was held, then he clenched his fists, suppressing his anger.

"December 17th was the most desperate day since I came here. One of her men sneaked into my room in the middle of the night... He pressed on me and tried to do those disgusting things to me. I cried and screamed, but no one came to save me... At that moment, I took out the knife under the pillow without hesitation and pressed it against my neck. In the end, he panicked and let me go."

"After I came to this place, I became dirty. I tried desperately to wash off the dirt on my body, and my skin was almost washed off, but the smell of this place still remained! What should I do to save myself?"

Ruan Mengmeng's handwriting is beautiful, but her mood changes can be seen. Some strokes are darker, even piercing the paper, while some strokes are lighter, as if they have no strength, and even have traces of dried water stains.

After reading page by page, Mu Heng raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his bloodshot eyes with his fingertips. He felt uneasy for a long time. The scene of Ruan Mengmeng writing the diary seemed to appear before his eyes.

He was wondering if Ruan Mengmeng was crying while recording it.

Ruan Mengmeng must have experienced ten times more than what is recorded here. She even threw this diary in the bar and didn't want to take it away. She must not want to recall the desperate past.

At that moment, his heart stopped beating, his chest felt tight, and he opened his mouth and gasped.

Mu Heng stayed in the study and did not sleep all night.

…

Early in the morning, Ruan Mengmeng went out and saw a man standing at the elevator door.

She hasn't seen him since she was discharged from the hospital the day before yesterday.

She didn't expect to meet him here.

The apartments here all require a door card to enter and exit freely. Could he also be a resident of this building?

She frowned, calmly walked over with her bag, and waited for the elevator to come up.

Mu Heng looked at Ruan Mengmeng and frowned slightly.

It was already late autumn, but Ruan Mengmeng was still wearing a summer skirt, revealing a pair of straight and white calves, and her face had delicate and mature makeup.

He didn't understand why Ruan Mengmeng dressed herself so hot and sexy since she hated men?

However, Mu Heng would not admire a woman who could be seen through at a glance.

Mu Heng's tall figure leaned against the elevator. He looked up at her thoughtfully, then lowered his head again.

A quick glance made Ruan Mengmeng feel something was wrong.

So Mu Heng smiled slightly. No matter what happened in the past, he would be there in the future.

The words Mu Heng left in the hospital last time shocked her for a long time, but after she calmed down she just thought it was a joke.

But now, after the two met, Mu Heng did not feel embarrassed at all.

"Going to work so early?"

Mu Heng asked calmly.

Ruan Mengmeng looked at him strangely. It was already past eight o'clock. Was it still early?

Don’t office workers have to start work at nine o’clock?

Oh, no, the boss can be absent from work anytime and anywhere.

Ruan Mengmeng kept her mouth shut, not wanting to answer the "idle" boss next to her.