Chapter 87

As soon as Zhang Yue picked up Wenqin's mobile phone, Wenqin snatched it back and quickly stuffed it back into her bag, "I, I have no family, I live alone."

Zhang Yue was taken aback, thinking that she had hurt Wenqin unintentionally, and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, Wenqin, but no one will take care of you after you go back alone. Why don't you go to my house? I'll tell you my address, and I Mom used to be a nurse, she can take care of you."

With that said, Zhang Yue took a pen and wrote down the address on a piece of paper, and stuffed it into Wenqin's hand, "I'll call my mother in a while and ask her to make some ginger syrup for you to drink. I'll take you upstairs first." Get off and take a taxi."

Wenqin didn't expect Zhang Yue to be so wordy, so she could only help her downstairs and got into the taxi. Then she breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the note with the address written in her hand, huddled up hard, and opened the car window , threw it out.

"Idiot!" and muttered in a low voice, at this moment, how can she look uncomfortable?

At this time, the taxi stopped suddenly, the driver turned his head suddenly, and a knife in his hand was suddenly placed on Wenqin's neck, "Hmph, bitch, do you remember who I am?"

"Ah!" Wenqin was terrified, she hurried to push the door of the car, and found that it was locked and could not be opened no matter what.

Even the car windows that could be opened just now are now tightly closed.

"Don't bark!" The knife in the driver's hand moved forward a little bit, and even drew a shallow scar on Wenqin's neck.

"You, you are..." Wenqin was so frightened that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence, but she recognized the driver, who was the reporter she had just met a few days ago.

Wang Zhenyin laughed, took out the rope he had prepared earlier, and tied Wenqin's hands and feet.

"Smelly woman, it seems that you still remember me, that's just right, let's settle the score today!" After getting acquainted with Wenqin, Wang Zhen slapped her hard in the face, "Dare to harm me! I'll let you know how powerful it is!"

"Hmm!" Wenqin's mouth was also sealed with tape, tears streaming down her face in fright, but it couldn't arouse Wang Zhen's pity, it only made him feel more excited.

The taxi started again and came to the outskirts, a remote private house. This is Wang Zhen's new residence after losing his job.

Wenqin was taken out of the car and dragged into the room by force. Not long after, there was a burst of screaming, crying, and ambiguous female moaning.

……

On the second day, in the finance department of An's Group, Wenqin was wearing a long-sleeved gown, a square scarf around her neck, her long hair was loose, her ears were tightly covered, her face was gloomy, and her eyes looked terribly frightening. Except for Zhang Yue, no one dared to go up to greet her.

"Wenqin, why didn't you go to my house last night? I called you several times, but you didn't answer. I was so worried."

Wenqin didn't speak, as if she didn't hear Zhang Yue's voice at all, she returned to her seat, stared blankly for a long time, then mechanically turned her head and looked over.

"Where's my report?"

Zhang Yue hurriedly went back to her desk and took it, "Here it is, Wenqin, don't worry, I've done it for you, I guarantee it's exactly the same as your handwriting, even your signature is the same, no It will be seen."

Wenqin took it over, glanced at it as if confirming it, then nodded, and forced a smile, "Thank you, Zhang Yue, so that when the president comes to check the accounts, you don't have to worry."

 Wenqin is about to play tricks!Little cuties, let's guess what she wants to do?
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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