After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

After that came the sound of the door being slammed.

One sound, dull and rapid.

The matter was urgent, and Fang Xing couldn't care less.

"Sister Wanwan's relatives are here to make trouble again. I'll go and have a look, and I'll be back soon. Tell my mother, and I'll be back soon." He briefly explained to Ao Feng and left.

Although there is no blood relationship, but because of his childhood sweetheart, he already regards Zhong Wanwan as his older sister.

At this moment, he didn't know how big the consequences of his blind trust in this relative would be.

Zhong Wanwan's residence is the old house left by her parents, far away from the urban area, when Fang Xing arrived, the door was open.

He was a little worried about Zhong Wanwan's safety, so he hurriedly opened the door and went in.

The room was empty, and he didn't know where he had gone. He looked around, looking for evidence.

In the next second, there was a sharp pain in the back of his head, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"It's okay." Fang Xing relaxed a little.

The sound of the carriage door opening.

He moved his hands and feet, but found that the hands and feet did not seem to be tied with ropes.

Judging by the touch, it seems to be a restraint belt used by mentally ill patients to limit their madness. The wrist is locked behind him, and it is difficult for him to untie it alone.

She should hide for a little longer, try to trick Fang Xing into doing something for her, and then destroy Fang Xing's company in one fell swoop, and finally put all the blame on Fang Xing, and send him in to squat.

He listened carefully to the sound outside the window, it seemed to be raining, pattering.

"It's Weng Jie, that villain. Seeing that I won't let go, he wants to use force on me. He didn't expect you to come so fast, and even tied you up and ran away."

The position at the rear of the car was not very good, and the air was not circulating, so he always felt stuffy in his lungs.

Fang Xing couldn't look at him at this moment, and it never occurred to him that Shen Zhuoying could see all his reactions.

These people would choose to toss a big circle and not attack him. They probably didn't intend to kill him. It seemed that they were seeking money.

Fang woke up three or two times and found the way down the mountain. Looking back at Zhong Wanwan, he only saw a man about his height.

Zhong Wanwan made up a lie while untying his wrists.

After being bumped by the car for quite a while, Fang Xing wanted to close his eyes tiredly, but he didn't want the car door to be opened and he was thrown onto a broken car.

The car continued to drive for a few kilometers and stopped at a service station on the highway.

Shen Zhuoying put away the telescopic pole and lifted the unconscious person on the ground, "Time is limited, hurry up and go."

Those people spoke in tongues, but he couldn't understand them.

With a black cloth in front of his eyes, his hearing became more sensitive, and he could feel the man leading him on the bumpy mountain road.

Fang Xing was locked up for a while, and he really couldn't fall asleep. While he was sleepy, a voice woke him up.

Knowing that he was kidnapped, Fang Xing was not too flustered.

Finally, he heard voices.

Zhong Wanwan who hung up the phone nodded and left with him.

Zhong Wanwan followed behind him, feeling a little regretful in her heart.

Through the car window, she saw the woman in the car with joy in her eyes.

"Sister Wanwan? Why are you here?" He panicked.

It's not safe here, let's go out as soon as possible.

"Southeast, mountainous area... Judging from this, it should be more than eight hours since I left the Imperial City."

It wasn't long before the men dumped him in a hut.

The other party came prepared, and it would take some time for the Fang family to find him, but they didn't know if the other party was asking for money or making a grudge.

He carefully recalled the weather forecast last night, and made a rough judgment.

I don't know how long it has passed, Fang Xing finally felt that the car was driving off the high speed, and then it seemed to be going up a mountain road. The twists and turns of the mountain made him want to vomit.

She picked up her mobile phone and dialed the Fang family's couple, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I've encountered some trouble here, Fang Xing is helping me with it, and I might be late for a while."

He didn't sleep well along the way, so he yawned, looked around and found his way.

He tried to disassemble the thing on his wrist, but after several attempts, he couldn't touch the buckle.

Fang Xing's arm had already started to go numb.

At this point in time, someone should have noticed that he was missing.

"Sister Wanwan, let's go quickly." Fang Xing took her hand.

Very familiar, it was Zhong Wanwan's voice.

When we got outside, the sky was already full of stars.

He remembered that Fang Jue specially learned some local dialects when he was filming local dramas, so he even learned a few sentences with him, and he could sort out some of the words from different places.

With Fang Xing's trust in her, she shouldn't have teamed up with Shen Zhuoying to tie him here.

Fang Xing scanned the surroundings, and soon found a window through which she could run out, and led her to climb out.

But now he can't vomit anything, and his stomach hurts from hunger. Obviously, his breakfast and the stomach-filling snacks he ate at ten o'clock have been completely digested.

He temporarily stopped struggling with little effect, as if someone was approaching.

It looks like the place is in the southeast.

Shen Zhuoying hugged the thermos she drank from, staring at Fang Xing with great interest like a researcher observing the reactions of the mice in the incubator.

If there were people around here, as long as he ran to the village for help, he should be able to find a chance to get out soon.

The car didn't know which direction it was going, and the people in the car didn't speak.

When Fang Xing regained consciousness again, his vision was pitch black, and he could clearly feel that he was in the trunk of a car.

"Okay." Zhong Wanwan smiled.

The group appeared to get out of the car.

The buckle design is much faster to untie than the rope.

But this is not realistic, just think about it.

After Shen Zhuoying fed her food, she closed the trunk door and returned to the back seat of the car.

She is so lucky to have such a good brother.

Zhong Wanwan came out of the closet with coldness in her eyes.

He didn't know where the group of people would take him, he could only judge from the sound and the degree of vibration of the car body that it was on a high speed.

The most urgent task is to judge the current location and the number of kidnappers.

Zhong Wanwan in the back seat looked at the car window, against the backdrop of the night, only her own face could be seen on the car window.

"Wanwan, I suddenly have an interesting idea." He whispered to the woman beside him, "It's very interesting, very interesting."

A small piece of bread soaked in water was stuffed into his mouth, the wet, soft and cold taste was weird, and he had already lost his appetite after being bumped in the trunk for so long.

Damn it, if this is hemp rope, with his years of magic skills, he can jump off the car and run now.

She had always been worried that Fang Xing was so smart that he should be able to easily detect flaws, but she really underestimated Fang Xing's trust in her.

It was too dark, he couldn't see his face clearly, and was hit on the head with a stick again, and passed out.

"It's quite capable of running." Shen Zhuoying carried the man on his shoulders.

Fang Xing's first escape ended in failure.

//No prize quiz, how many times can Lao Fang run away?How many times did he run away before he recognized Zhong Wanwan's true face?

//And, I'm too sleepy, I'm going to bed first, goo.