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Fang Xi ignored the annoyance and continued, "When will you be back? I'll pick you up at the station."

There was silence on Ling Zhen's side, but the voices became intermittent.

"Zizi?"

Fang Xi called out to her in a somewhat strange tone, and Ling Zhen finally hummed, the sound coming out from between her teeth. "I...I'll tell you when I book the tickets."

"What's wrong with you? The sound doesn't seem right?"

After Fang Xi finished speaking, the person on the other end did not respond.

Tang Shuya lowered his eyes slightly, looking at her with her eyes downcast. Her voice when speaking to Fang Xi seemed even more obedient and gentle than when she begged him not to touch her before.

He felt her body shivering, his eyes dimmed, and a sinister light flashed in his eyes.

Fang Xi heard something echoing on the other end of the phone, followed by a very clear voice, and then heard her somewhat anxious shouting.

The sound was like slapping.

Fang Xi frowned and asked, "Zizi, are you feeling unwell?"

"No...I'm fine..."

"What's wrong with you? I seemed to hear a slap just now."

"Hmm... there was a mosquito just now, and I... I swatted it. There are... a lot of mosquitoes here... I'll call you back later."

After saying that, Ling Zhen also hung up the phone.

Fang Xi felt strange, but after thinking about it, he felt that he was worrying too much.

Ling Zhen gritted his teeth and struggled a bit.

But the pain still made her cry out.

The man seemed to laugh, but it was a very light laugh, and you couldn't hear it if you didn't listen carefully.

Tang Shuya put his thin lips close to her ear and said obscene and bad words, even comparing her with Fang Xi one by one.

Her body tensed even more at the words.

He almost lost his soul.

Ling Zhen suddenly raised his eyes, his sparkling eyes filled with grievance and accusation, but it was more like a knife hidden in cotton, stabbing Tang Shuya's heart again and again.

The blood in my body boiled and rushed to one place.

He didn't hear her answer and moved closer to her, their arms pressed together. He raised his hand to brush her fallen hair behind her ear. Then, although he was clearly at the bottom, everything was under his control.

The man's breathing gradually became heavier, and the calmness between his brows was slowly replaced by forbearance.

Ling Zhen fluttered her eyelashes a few times, tears welling in her eyes, but her gaze was out of focus.

Time seemed to be stretched infinitely.

After the third time, Ling Zhen had no more strength left, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When she woke up, she felt warmth behind her. Someone was hugging her tightly, with two strong arms around her from behind and a long leg wrapped around her.

She couldn't even turn over, and her hands and feet couldn't move.

Ling Zhen could hear his breathing beside his ear, a calm and deep sound.

Her heart choked slightly.

Ling Zhen used a lot of strength to push him away and got out of bed.

When she picked up her phone again, she found that Fang Xi had sent her two or three messages.

They are all words of concern.

She also talked about her mother's grave. I felt very sorry that I couldn't help, so I transferred 20,000 yuan to her, hoping that any help would be helpful.

Ling Zhen stared at the dialog box, his tear glands swollen. After a long moment, he began typing a reply, "It's okay, everything's been taken care of."

But Ling Zhen did not accept the 20,000 yuan.

Fang Xi probably hadn't woken up yet and didn't reply to her.

She felt guilty again, and kept thinking about how to reduce the harm caused to Fang Xi.