A fashion queen

Bai Tingting collapsed to the cold ground, her strength drained from her. She stared blankly at the ceiling of the interrogation room, her heart filled with despair and sadness. Just then, a figure quietly entered the interrogation room. The man, dressed in a black suit, had no expression on his face, like a block of cold ice.

"Who are you?" Bai Tingting slowly raised her head and asked in a hoarse voice that sounded like it had been polished with sandpaper, filled with endless fatigue and pain. Her eyes were filled with confusion and despair, like a child lost in the darkness, unable to find their way home.

"I'm here to help you." The mysterious man's voice was low and calm, without a trace of emotion, as if he had become indifferent to everything in the world and was indifferent to everything. His tone revealed an irresistible majesty that made people want to believe him.

Bai Tingting wiped the tears from her eyes and looked at the mysterious man with suspicion. She didn't know if he could really help her, nor did she know if he was trustworthy. But deep down, she knew she had no other choice but to place her hope on this mysterious man.

"As long as you follow my arrangements, I can let you get everything you desire." The mysterious man said slowly. His voice was like the twinkling stars in the night sky. Although it was far away, it brought a glimmer of hope to people.

A glimmer of hope flashed in Bai Tingting's eyes. What she needed most now was power, a power that would allow her to seek revenge and reclaim everything she had lost. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms. She wanted to use this power to make those who had hurt her pay the price!

"Okay, I promise you," Bai Tingting said fiercely, gritting her teeth. A resolute glint gleamed in her eyes, a courage that refused to yield to fate. No matter what lay ahead, she would proceed without hesitation.

The mysterious man's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile. He seemed to have anticipated Bai Tingting's decision, knowing that in the depths of despair, people always grasp at the last straw. And he was that straw.

A brand new conspiracy has begun...

"What? Escaped?" Mo Yunting stared at the information his men had brought back in disbelief, his eyes filled with surprise and anger. "Check it out! See if it's the mysterious organization behind Bai Tingting!" He gritted his teeth, his heart filled with confusion and uneasiness.

"Yes, Master Mo." The subordinate who received the order nodded without hesitation, then turned and left, quickly starting the investigation.

Mo Yunting sat quietly on the soft sofa, his eyes slightly closed, his slender fingers gently tapping the armrests, making a crisp sound, as if playing a silent movement. His thoughts surged like a tide, immersed in deep thought about the Bai Tingting incident.

He simply couldn't imagine how Bai Tingting meant so much to those people that they were willing to take such a huge risk to rescue her. If all this was the work of the mysterious organization behind Bai Tingting, while surprising, he could at least understand their motives. However, if that wasn't the case, then the situation would become even more confusing and complicated. He sincerely hoped the answer was the former, because then he at least had a chance of success.

His brow furrowed, his deep eyes gleaming with thought as his mind raced with possibilities. Why would these people risk everything to save a pawn who had clearly outlived its usefulness? Could they have some hidden agenda? Or was he their true target? He had no grudge against this mysterious organization, so why would they take such a keen interest in him? Perhaps he had overlooked a crucial detail, leading to this situation?

Mo Yunting took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He knew he couldn't panic now; he had to keep a clear head to deal with this sudden change. No matter what, he had to find out the truth and uncover the conspiracy behind it.

Mo Yunting's eyes were fixed on Bai Tingting, and he was determined to personally search for her. He knew time was running out and he had to act quickly. Without hesitation, he mobilized all his resources and connections to launch a comprehensive search.

A few days passed, and Mo Yunting finally got a mysterious clue. This clue pointed to a remote abandoned factory, which seemed to hide Bai Tingting's traces. He felt a glimmer of hope, but at the same time he remained vigilant.