Lou Yuehui was afraid of an accident, so he held Jiang Chunian for a long time before letting him go.
"Sister Jiang." This time she screamed even louder and reached out to push Jiang Chunian, but Jiang Chunian didn't respond at all.
Lou Yuehui finally confirmed that he had really knocked Jiang Chunian unconscious.
"Haha, I thought you were so powerful, but this is it?!" Lou Yuehui patted Jiang Chunian's face contemptuously: "You dare to act so pretentiously in front of me? Just wait and see how I'll deal with you when I get back."
She took out her phone and sent a message to someone on WeChat: "It's done."
"Okay, wait, we'll be there soon." The reply from the other end was also very quick.
Not long after, someone knocked on the door. Lou Yuehui hurriedly opened the door and said to the hooded man dragging a large suitcase outside, "Come in."
The hooded man dragged a large suitcase into the room. Before entering, he looked around to make sure no one was there before closing the door. He turned back to look at Jiang Chunian lying on the bed and asked, "Did you really knock her out?"
"Of course." Lou Yue replied, "How else can I ask you to come?"
"I'm not doubting you, but Jiang Chunian is not an ordinary person. How could he be fooled by you so easily?" said the man.
Lou Yuehui smiled and said, "I was also very worried, wondering if she would get infected. I didn't expect her to come back drunk and fall into bed and not move. I took the opportunity to give her a handful of medicine, and she passed out."
Lou Yuehui snorted disdainfully: "I thought she was so awesome and difficult to deal with, but this is the result."
The man was also surprised: "It seems we overestimated her. This is a good thing, it saves us a lot of trouble."
The man put down the suitcase and walked over to look at Jiang Chunian. Sure enough, her cheeks were as rosy as a newborn baby, she was extremely beautiful, her eyes were closed, and she slept peacefully, like a sleeping beauty.
"She's a beauty in the live broadcast room, but I didn't expect her to be even more beautiful up close." The man touched her and found her skin smooth and delicate.
Lou Yuehui kicked him and said, "Alright, stop being so naughty and get down to business."
The man reluctantly withdrew his hand, stood up and opened the suitcase. Inside was a long rope. The man picked up the rope and walked towards Jiang Chunian: "Such a beautiful woman, I can't bear to be so rough with her."
Lou Yuehui didn't like seeing him like this and frowned: "Stop talking nonsense here and get back to work. The higher-ups are waiting. If you ruin their plans, I'll see if they can forgive you."
The man didn't dare to say anything more. He tied Jiang Chunian up and stuffed him into the suitcase. He closed the suitcase, opened the door and looked around. After making sure that there was no one there, he pulled the suitcase and swaggered out of the hotel.
Lou Yuehui did not follow him, but cleaned up the traces in the room and then quickly lay back on her bed.
The man left the hotel and put the suitcase into the trunk of the car, then pressed the close button and the trunk door slowly closed.
"Bah."
Just as the trunk door was about to close, there was a noise not far away. The man subconsciously looked over, and while his sight was away, a small paper man quietly got into the trunk. When the man found that there was nothing there, he looked back and found that the trunk door had been closed. So he walked towards the driver's seat without any hesitation, opened the door, got in the car, started the car and set off, all in one go, without noticing that there was something extra in the trunk.
Not long after, the man drove to a detached Western-style building. The iron gate opened silently and he drove straight in and came to the front of the building.
He got out of the car, took the suitcase from the trunk, and carried it up the stairs. He bowed and saluted the man in the living room, whose outline was only vaguely visible. "Mr. Ming, the person has been brought here."
"Bring him in." A lazy male voice came from inside.
"Yes." The man pushed the suitcase into the living room, "Mr. Ming, he's right here."
Ming Chi is a young man of about thirty years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a feminine and handsome appearance. He is wearing a bathrobe, which vaguely reveals the delicate texture of his chest.
He stood up and walked around the suitcase: "Is Jiang Chunian in there?"
"Yes." The man replied with his head down.
In a dark corner stood a tall man in ancient costume. His face was only a faint outline in the dim light. He spoke now, his voice carrying a hint of sinisterness: "Jiang Chunian was already a world-renowned Xuanmen genius eighty years ago. He was intelligent and resourceful. It's impossible for him to be caught so easily. I'm afraid there must be some trickery going on."
Ming Chi raised an eyebrow and looked at the man. The man was anxious: "No. She was drunk tonight and was drugged by Lou Yuehui. I also tied her up with ropes. There will be no problem."
Ming Chi smiled and said, "If there is any problem, just open it and take a look and you will know."
The man in the corner didn't say anything, obviously agreeing with Ming Chi's words.
Ming Chi raised his chin: "Open it."
The man walked forward, laid the suitcase down, opened the safety lock, and opened the lid. He thought he would see a lively woman, but in fact he only saw a small paper man.
The man's eyes widened in disbelief: "Impossible, how could this happen?"
The man in the corner walked out. He was wearing an official robe, his face was pale without a trace of blood, and his whole body exuded a cold aura, as if he had walked out of hell.
He came to the suitcase and saw a few long hairs on the paper figurine. They were obviously Jiang Chunian's hair. His expression became even uglier. "Just as I expected."
It was because of Jiang Chunian's hair that he didn't notice anything unusual in the suitcase.
"This Jiang Chunian is quite interesting." Ming Chi curled his lips and smiled, bent down to take those hairs, but the hairs spontaneously combusted without wind and quickly turned to ashes. Just then, a gust of wind blew and the hairs were blown away in the wind, making it impossible to catch them even if he wanted to.
Ming Chi was startled, then smiled, his peach blossom eyes bursting with fighting spirit: "Interesting, really interesting."
He stood up and looked outside: "I think Miss Jiang has arrived, why not come down and see her?"
The man in ancient costume also looked out the door.
The man looked around outside the door, wondering where Jiang Chunian was. Unexpectedly, he saw a click from the car he had stopped before, the back door opened, and a lively young woman got out of the car. Who else could it be but Jiang Chunian?
"Impossible!" The man's eyes widened and he cried out in shock, "How did you get in the car?"
Ming Chi kicked him and said, "Idiot."
The man was kicked aside and dared not make a sound.
Ming Chi looked at Jiang Chunian and smiled. "I knew Miss Jiang was famous and must be the most difficult person in the world. How could she be easily manipulated by these fools? After meeting her today, Miss Jiang's charm is even greater than I imagined."
Jiang Chunian's gaze just swept over him lightly, and finally landed on the man in ancient costume beside him.
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