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glanced at Wen Nuan with a hint of surprise. Zhu Bingbing stood beside him, admiring Cai Xiaoting's courage and domineering attitude. She truly deserved to be Anning's biggest name agent.This upright...Closing her eyes for a while, the pain in her head intensified. Wen Nu pursed her lips and opened her eyes again. It seemed like an abandoned site, with some noisy sounds all around. Wen Nu frowned. The thick black cloth surrounding the house blocked out the light, making the interior dark and she couldn't tell if it was day or night.

She couldn't help but feel terrified. Was this an ordinary kidnapping, or was she being threatened for something else She definitely hadn't offended anyone, it must be because of Ye Fei Mo. Wen Wen felt a chill run down her spine.

To die in a foreign land, how tragic it would be.

And he was still being blackmailed by the kidnappers, too pathetic.

Fei Mo, where are you

She began to call out for Ye Fei Mo in her heart. When she encountered danger in City A, she had also called out for him in her heart. But at that time, she knew Ye Fei Mo wasn't there and didn't have much expectation. But now she knows Ye Fei Mo is also in Rome, so naturally, she hopes her prince charming can come to save her.

I moved my wrist, and a sharp pain shot through it. I felt warmth spread, but I didn't dare move it too much for fear of hurting myself further.

She finally understood why the female lead in TV dramas always looked so tragic when she was kidnapped. Being alone in a dark and windowless house, with no food or water, and unable to speak or do anything, the fear slowly accumulated in her heart. Besides screaming and crying, what else could she do to vent her feelings

Fei Mo, you must come and save me, you must come.

I don't know how long I drifted, but finally I heard footsteps outside followed by a man's voice. They were speaking in pure Italian, warm and completely unintelligible to me.

Later, a few people spoke in English. She vaguely heard something about the Mafia, Mo Ye Yan, Mo Yao, transactions, and murder. A chill ran down her spine. What Mafia

Could it be that the black hand is behind the family tutor...

Warmth cried inside, what did she have to do with the Mafia Judging by these people's words, it was to fight against the Mafia, so why arrest her From childhood to adulthood, the word "Mafia" only appeared in her books, cartoons, and movies. What connection did it have to her real life

Could it be that Ye Fei Mo is a member of the Mafia

Warmth hurriedly shook her head, how was this possible Ye Feimo was the CEO of Anning International, why would he be involved with the Mafia Besides, his sister-in-law was a high-ranking inspector in an anti-terrorism organization and had even met the US president. How could their family possibly be connected to such a terrifying organization

The Mafia was a world away from her life, two parallel lines that would never intersect.

It must be her overthinking.

But why did they arrest her

Damn it, will they get the wrong person

For a moment, my mind raced with countless questions and ideas, but none of them felt solid or right. No matter how I tried to rationalize it, nothing made sense. Warmly and decisively, I thought to myself, they must have gotten the wrong person.

She should make them let her go, she'd explain how they had the wrong person, but wait... A picture flashed in her mind. She imagined herself smiling warmly and politely, addressing a tall, muscular man with sunglasses, exuding an "I'm the boss" aura. She'd say, "You have the wrong person. I have nothing to do with the Mafia."

The mob boss wearing sunglasses was very unhappy. With a wave of his hand, he said, "Get rid of him! He's useless!"

He was warmed into foolishness.

In movies and TV shows, useless extras always get killed off, so she can't let them know she's arrested the wrong person. Instead, she has to make it look like she's involved with the Mafia.

Well, that's it.

Otherwise, there would be nowhere to bury the dead.

For a while, she racked her brains for ways to escape, but in the end, she couldn't think of any. In this situation, she was truly powerless. She didn't know how long she had been kidnapped, and she was both cold and hungry. Her wrists hurt, and she didn't know where she was. There were always many noisy sounds coming from around her, which made her headache worse. The noise pollution was unbearable, a piercing pain like needles.

Time slowly stretched her fear, intensified it. A sense of foreboding began to warm in her heart. It had been so long now, she'd even dozed off at some point, but waking up changed nothing. It felt like an imprisonment of sorts.

That felt really awful.

It's so hard.

Warmth reddened my eyes, I couldn't break free from the iron chain, nor could I save myself. Non-mo, what should I do What should I do There was no sound of human voices outside, only the dragging noise like a tow truck.

Where is the person

Did they just tie her up and leave her to fend for herself

Since you captured someone, at least give them some food and drink. She's been starving for so long.

Finally, I heard a voice again. Then the door opened, and a blinding light shone in. The warmth almost couldn't open its eyes. Two tall and strong men walked over, untied the iron chain binding Wen Nuan, and pushed her out. Their movements were not gentle at all, but very rough. Wen Nuan had been bound for too long, and her legs felt numb from pressing on some nerve. She had no feeling at all.

She was pushed by a man, her steps faltered, and her legs went weak. She fell to the ground with a thud. There was a nail on the ground that pierced deep into her palm, bringing warm whimpers of pain. Her eyes turned red with pain, and blood flowed continuously from her palm.

The man lifted her up without any pity, like an eagle carrying a chick. There was no strain at all. The friction warmed as he pulled out the nail, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. This was a junkyard, a place of abandoned vehicles.

She was still taped up, unable to speak a word, when she was shoved into the back of a truck.

The men threw her into the truck, hitting her head and causing a dizzy spell. She almost fainted; those men were too rough on her, she even had a bump on her forehead. After throwing her in, they handcuffed her hands.

The man closed the car door and leaned against it, trying hard to make out who was there. He could only see two very handsome faces.

He only took a glance, and then darkness enveloped him once again.

Such a handsome man to be a killer is such a waste. Wen Nuan, trying to find amusement in the midst of her misery, thought that having her mouth covered was really uncomfortable, she couldn't say anything at all. There were several large boxes in this truck, and she didn't know what was inside. Wen Nuan looked outside and only saw a bunch of numbers, she couldn't understand them.

The truck is moving!

She was happy, so happy to finally leave the junkyard. The noise had been unbearable, and leaving early was a wise decision.

Ye Fei Mo, why haven't you come yet

Where are you, Fei Mo

If you don't come back soon, your wife will be dead, oh no... But this Rome doesn't seem to be in the territory of the Non-Mo either.

Warmth was disappointed, a heart fell into the abyss, both cold and dark.

She had never been this afraid in her entire life.

She didn't want to die, not one bit.him once, and he got angry, slapping the table, "I was five years old back then, and I'm twenty-three now. Can you compare Can you compare Eighteen years have passed in a flash. How many dishes are ol...