Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

Perhaps because of the praise, Gu Shiche became shy for the first time in his life.

The man blushed and buried his head in her neck, his hands tightly wrapped around her slender waist.

His eyes were gentle yet fierce.

His dark eyes were always looking at her.

Being hugged by this 1.9-meter-tall teddy bear for a long time would inevitably make you feel a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Wanqing moved unconsciously.

"Well, don't move."

His sexy, hoarse voice came from his throat, resting on the crook of her neck, his fine eyelashes trembling slightly.

As a normal man, it is inevitable to have a reaction when holding such a beauty in your arms.

But her body was still very weak and could not withstand the hardship.

I have no choice but to endure it.

"Just let me hold you for a while."

"Just a hug."

Jiang Wanqing's whole body was stiff, as if she was lying on a coffin, staring at the ceiling, not daring to move.

I don't know how long it took, but I could hear the man's soft and even breathing.

With the help of the dim night light, she carefully turned her head and looked at Gu Shiche sleeping soundly.

The dim light sprinkled on his tall nose, dividing his handsome face into two colors, one light and one dark, which actually made it look a little softer.

He looks like an angel when he sleeps.

Jiang Wanqing moved her body carefully, pried his hands off her waist, and gently placed them on the bed.

"Hmm~" Gu Shiche actually made a delicate sound, as if he was unhappy with the empty space in his arms.

His hands subconsciously clung to his side.

Jiang Wanqing quickly stuffed a pillow into his arms.

Maybe the thing in his arms had returned to him, Gu Shiche actually smiled while sleeping, and rubbed his head gently against the pillow in his arms.

Go to sleep, don’t wake up yet.

She tiptoed over and took the phone he had placed under his pillow.

When the screen lit up, Jiang Wanqing subconsciously squinted her eyes, struggling to adapt to the sudden light.

Where is her mother hidden by Gu Shiche? This phone may contain the answer.

Jiang Wanqing carefully pinched his thumb and was about to unlock it, but found...

However, Gu Shiche's phone only had a four-digit password set up, and no fingerprint was set up.

"Damn... password password..."

Jiang Wanqing knocked her head softly.

"His birthday, 1021, is wrong."

"His mother's birthday, 0607:, is also wrong."

"Hmm... My birthday, 1125, isn't right yet."

[Tip: You have entered the wrong password and have reached the upper limit. Please try again after 30 seconds.]

"What else could it be, the anniversary of his mother's death? 1021, no, I just tried this."

Jiang Wanqing was holding her cell phone. The man was sleeping soundly, hugging the pillow with a silly smile on his face.

This is your last chance. If you enter the wrong number again, your phone will be locked.

"When was the first day I visited the Gu family? It was winter... 0112:."

After entering the four digits "0112", the phone was unlocked immediately.

Jiang Wanqing was slightly stunned and screamed silently.

The next moment, she calmed down and began to look through Gu Shiche's mobile phone with only one purpose, to find out where he had hidden her mother.

Gu Shiche didn't have any software downloaded on his phone. Apart from the necessary ones, his phone was completely empty.

But because of this, she was able to easily find Zhou Yuhe's whereabouts.

The monitoring software has built-in positioning, and the name of the hospital appears prominently.

[Xicheng Private Hospital: No. 138, Tianlang Road, Didu]

Also, Zhou Yuhe was lying on the hospital bed with tubes all over her body.

This is real-time monitoring.

Jiang Wanqing's eyes instantly turned red. She tilted her head back, trying hard to hold back her tears.

The pigeon egg wedding ring on her left ring finger reminded her.

If Jiang Wanqing doesn't escape, she will be imprisoned for life.

escape?

escape.

Beside the bed, the man's breathing was peaceful and even, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

He might be having a sweet dream.

Jiang Wanqing carefully touched his clothes pocket.

With a sudden start, her hand touched a few cold keys.

She was very familiar with one of the keys, it was the key to the basement, and she would take out this key every time Gu Shiche locked the door.

Maybe because there are too many door locks, there are even notes on the key handle.

【Baby Room——3】

【Master bedroom——1】

【Study——2】

Gu Shiche has obsessive-compulsive disorder and mysophobia. Everything must be categorized and labeled.

He even marked which cup was for drinking water and which was for drinking milk with special labels on the bottom of the cup.

"Humph, Gu Shiche, I didn't expect you to fall prey to obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Jiang Wanqing took the keys and his cell phone and quickly put on her clothes without hesitation.

She picked up her shoes and tiptoed to the door.

The door creaked open.

Jiang Wanqing carefully closed the door and thoughtfully locked him inside with the key.

"You lock me up every day, so today I'll let you experience what it's like to be locked up."

Jiang Wanqing put on her shoes and walked down the stairs carefully, eager to escape from here.

Suddenly, she clutched the key to the basement, and the scene of Song Churan being beaten bloody appeared in her mind.

If she succeeded in escaping this time, and Gu Shiche got angry, Song Churan would probably die.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanqing stopped and turned to walk towards the basement.

The last time Gu Shiche took her there personally, she might be able to remember the route.

Normally, the basement is guarded.

Perhaps because Song Churan was beaten so badly, the guards felt that he was half dead and should not have the strength to escape.

The person in charge of guarding simply took a nap at the door.

Jiang Wanqing gently opened the basement door and sneaked in like a thief.

Song Churan had one foot tied up with an iron chain and was lying in a corner covered in blood.

"Chu Ran...wake up."

Jiang Wanqing patted his face gently. When she touched Song Churan's forehead, she found that he had a fever.

Song Churan opened his eyes dazedly: "Qing...Qing?"

"Yes, it's me. Get up quickly, let's run away."

Jiang Wanqing placed the key in front of him and shook it gently.

She was a little flustered as she untied the chains on Song Churan and helped him up.

Song Churan was very weak at the moment, and his tall figure fell powerlessly into her arms.

Jiang Wanqing used all her strength to put his arm over her shoulders and walked out of the basement step by step.

The guard was sleeping so soundly that he was still snoring despite the loud noise.

Jiang Wanqing supported him and finally reached the gate of the Gu family.

Suddenly a bodyguard in black jumped out from the pillar.

"Stop! Who are you!"

I didn't expect that there were bodyguards guarding the gate so late.

Jiang Wanqing's heart suddenly hung in the air and her breathing became rapid.

She supported Song Churan, who was covered in blood, and twisted him around.

"Miss Jiang... no, Young Madam?"

"Young Madam, are you running away again?!"

The bodyguard looked suspicious and slowly picked up the walkie-talkie pinned to his chest.