After the divorce with the cub, the cold ex-husband cried and asked to remarry

Chapter 32 What's Lu Jingchen's Woman Like

Foreign countries do not pay much attention to fever. It is generally recommended to take antipyretics and observe at home and drink plenty of water.

But Little Mango was hospitalized.

Mu Yao turned over and sat up.

"I'll book a ticket and come back right away."

The earliest flight is also at twelve o'clock in the evening.

Mu Yao packed her luggage and went to the supermarket again.

Before returning to China, she promised Little Mango to bring her some Chinese knots back.

I bought several pieces of embroidery for my aunt, and when I was rushing home with my things, it was already dark and she walked very fast.

But I always feel chilly on my back, as if someone is following me.

She glanced back several times, but saw nothing unusual.

Shaking his head, he thought he was thinking too much.

He quickened his pace and went upstairs, packed his luggage, and ate something indiscriminately.

While calling a taxi with his mobile phone, he hurried downstairs with his suitcase.

Man just turned the corner.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared behind him.

Hit her hard on the back of the head!
Mu Yao's eyes darkened.

Just passed out.

When she regained consciousness again, she was woken up by a fall.

Someone lifted her from the car and threw her heavily on the ground.

She groaned and opened her eyes.

In the dark and narrow room, stood three men in black, all with obscene smiles on their faces.

The leading man is fat, not tall, with a round beer belly.A sinuous scar stretched from the nose to the temple.

Any more, and his eyes are gone.

"Why, don't you know me?"

The man approached and looked down at Mu Yao who was on the ground.

Mu Yao struggled for a while, only to realize that her hands and feet were tied to death.

Looking at the man's face, she felt familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

The man sneered.

"It's just that there are more scars, and I forgot. I have a way to remind you, hahaha."

As he said, he squatted down, gently took off the glasses on Mu Yao's face with one hand, and crushed them.

The other hand raised her chin, carefully studying her facial features.

It is beautiful indeed.

Mu Yao hates being touched by people, especially strangers.

Opening his mouth, he bit the hand holding his chin hard.

The man felt pain in his hand and hissed.

A slap came over.

"Bitch, you dare to bite me!"

Mu Yao's eyes were staring at him, and there was a fishy sweetness in her mouth.

Just a slap.

A figure instantly appeared in Mu Yao's mind.

Wang Shuo.

Outsiders call him Wang Shao.

The only son of Wang's enterprise.

Mu Yao only met him once. In the vast sea and sky, he wanted to cheat on her, but was stopped by Lu Jingchen.

Didn't he go in?
Why did it come out again?

There are more scars on the face.

"You two come here and take off her clothes for me. I want to see what makes Lu Jingchen's woman special." Wang Shuo got up and ordered.

"Etc., etc."

Mu Yao moved her body back in horror.

"Young Master Wang, if you and I have no grievances in recent days or past, give me a reason why you want to tie me up?"

Wang Shao laughed out loud.

"No injustice or enmity? Haha, Miss Mu?"

Wang Shuo gritted his teeth.

"Don't you know why my Wang business went bankrupt? And the origin of this scar on my face."

It seemed to be raining again outside, pattering.

Mu Yao lay down on the ground and observed the surrounding environment calmly.

The room was dimly lit, except for the door guarded by three men, there was only a small window, which was closed tightly.

Mu Yao withdrew her eyes and shook her head honestly.

She seems to have heard that Wang Shuo was arrested for prostitution|prostitution.

"Hmph. Damn, if it weren't for you, I would be in this situation today? Then Lu Jingchen, for you, a woman, ruined my entire Wang's enterprise. I want to see what it's like to be a woman today."

As Wang Shuo said, he stepped forward and grabbed Mu Yao by the collar.

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