She was afraid that if she closed her eyes, she would be caught in that dark cage.
"Jing Mohao" Luo Xi murmured.
The evil you did is now torturing me so cruelly.
Where are you now?
Luo Xi suddenly remembered the phone call in the morning.
Yes, phone.
Luo Xi stared at the window intently, making sure that no one would break free from the iron bars and catch him from behind.
He quickly opened the door and rushed out as quickly as possible.
She huddled into the soft sofa, held the wireless landline phone tremblingly, and dialed back the day's call.
In a five-star hotel in Western Siberia, the man's eyelids twitched slightly as he walked to the spacious viewing balcony and picked up the phone.
"Hello" "Jing Mohao" the woman's choked and slightly trembling voice sounded faintly.
"Luoxi, you make yourself cry because you miss me."
The man's broken hair scattered in the evening breeze with a charming unruly look.
"Jing Mohao, you bastard" Luo Xi sobbed to vent his anger.
It's all his fault for getting himself into what he is now Now I don’t even dare to sleep or close my eyes.
The tip of the man's tongue traced an evil smile on his lips, "Luo Xi, I told you that there will be a day when you can't sleep without me, and now I realize it."
"Jing Mohao, you are a ruthless, cold-blooded, cruel, bloody, shameless and obscene tyrant and devil."
Luo Xi threw out all the adjectives she could use to describe this heinous man, but it still couldn't alleviate the fear in her heart.
Now she couldn't look directly at the man who gave her nightmares.
She even felt that if one day, he really got tired of playing with her, he would cut her into pieces and throw her into some unknown river.
Her mother is dead, her brother is missing, her father is bedridden, and her stepmother is indifferent to her.
Even if she is dumped in the wilderness, no one will care about her life or death.
Luoxi, you are so humble and pitiful Luo Xi silently hugged her knees to her chest, as if only in this posture she could truly feel her own existence.
On the other end of the phone, the man lit a cigarette and remained silent.
Hearing the sobs on the phone getting louder and louder, Jing Mohao's beautiful eyes narrowed sensitively.
Exhaling smoke lightly, the man said in a low voice, "Tell me, where are you now?"
"You don't have to worry about it," Luo Xi sobbed.
"Luoxi, are you in the living room?"
"What to do" The call was hung up.
The man immediately opened the online video connected to the camera in the main hall of Jingrui Palace.
Seeing Luo Xi wearing a pink nightdress, she curled up into a ball, leaning on a pillow in the corner of the sofa, her body shaking slightly from crying.
The man's eyes darkened and he immediately called Lin Yuan.
"President, you haven't rested yet."
"You can arrange the meeting tomorrow.
I have to go back to China beforehand."
"But President, this project is very difficult."
Jing Mohao played with the dragon-shaped pure gold lighter in his hand, frowning.
Of course he knew that this project would be difficult, otherwise he wouldn't have come personally.
"The information is here.
You can take it back tonight and study it thoroughly.
If they find anything unclear tomorrow, I will accept online communication."
"President, my level" The level of his assistant was nothing compared to their genius-minded CEO.
If he messes up The consequence is that you will really turn into a ball of mud.
"If we can't figure it out, give up on Siberia and let's march into Northern Europe."
The man didn't seem to take it very seriously
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