President Fu's new wife

Chapter 477 I finally met (3)
And the people in the office building would miss them too much if they didn't see them for a day.

This is all something for later, but now, even though he is still in the office, he is always thinking about that person in his heart.

She didn't know how long she had been in the room, because there was no way to tell day from night.

Inside that door, slender fingers grasped the door panel and opened it gently, as if afraid to startle the people in the house, when her face saw the light again.

There was no blood on her face, and if someone walked by and saw her at this time, she would definitely be terrified.

Xiao Xing dodged immediately and went back to the door. Her legs were weak, she had been tied up for too long, and her eyes hurt from the light.

To be honest, this is just the light in the room.

Xiao Xing pressed her chest hard, afraid that her panting would be too loud and disturb the people outside.

Her panic, her nervousness, all need to be suppressed by herself at this moment.

She knew better that what she needed to do now was to find Xiao You, because that person told herself last night that he was still alive.

Through that ray of light, one can vaguely see her figure huddled against the wall, can't see her expression clearly but can hear her heavy breathing, and her extremely patient eyes.

Xiao Xing has never felt so scary, as if a heart is about to jump out the next moment.

However, she had to seize this only chance of escape.

She had to go step by step, without any mistakes.

She didn't know who was going to let her go, but it didn't matter who it was.

As long as she can get out of here alive.

As long as I can still see him and the kids.

But now she has to save Xiao You first, he would rather die for her, how can she abandon him?
Talking about bullshit love at this time is simply a bastard.

But at this moment, she is willing to be a loving and righteous person.

It is no longer time to draw boundaries, now, they can only coexist, otherwise, even if she survives, it will be a nightmare for the rest of her life.

Which room is he in?
Xiao Xing gently opened the door again, only to the width that she could go out, and then she froze when she went out.

I just feel that my mind is blank, and I can't even tell the difference between east, west, north and south.

Xiao You lay dying on the cold bed with his hands tied to the head of the bed. He had never experienced this kind of humiliation in the movies.

It's like in some kind of novel I saw on a certain website, the entire imprisoned prisoner is for the young lady to play.

I don't know how many times I wanted to die, but I couldn't even die.

When he heard the door being gently pushed open, he said coldly, "I don't want to eat."

Xiao Xing stood in front of him: "Are you running away?"

With that familiar voice, he immediately turned his head and saw her pale appearance standing in front of him: "Zhuo Xing!"

He was startled at that moment.

She almost shed tears.

But his hands were cuffed and she wanted to help him.

"On the table!" He said in a low voice, but immediately cheered up.

Xiao Xing's hair was already messed up like a weed, and he didn't even look at it.

But he pinned all his hopes on her.

Her two hands holding the key were trembling, but he could clearly see the scars on her hands.

The place that was only red at first had bled and had scars because of being tied up for a long time, and there were even blood donations in some places.

But it doesn't matter, she has no time to cry out for pain now, she wants to go out, she wants to see her man and her child.

She had never been strong before, she only thought she could do it.

She didn't know she could really.

Xiao You looked at the wound on her hand, but his heart ached to death, and he also hated to death: "That woman tied you up?"

"Yes, but I think even if I haven't seen the sun these days, I'm much better than you."

He lost weight several times, and his wounds could not heal so quickly.

She even felt that he might get some kind of infection because he didn't deal with it in time.

It is often written like this in novels, and she has seen many in Zhou Da's novels. Because of untimely treatment, or small wounds that were not taken care of, people suddenly found infection one day and died not long after.

As soon as Xiao You was let go, he got up immediately, but his chest suddenly felt a tearing pain, and his face turned pale involuntarily. He let out a sigh, and Xiao Xing lowered his body and said worriedly: "How? We must now leave here."

She had to remind him, though he might be in so much pain.

But they cannot be imprisoned forever.

She thought that Fu Zhi must be crazy looking for her.

Xiao You nodded: "It's okay, let's go!"

The eyes of the two people looked at the door, as if they had longed for it for a long time.

The hearts of both of them were beating violently.

It's more like possession in distress. They look at each other, encourage each other, and affirm each other.

She caressed him carefully, even though she herself was not much better.

They frowned even more when they knew they were on another island, but there was a yacht over there.

The sea breeze was so cool that it made their skin daunting.

Xiao Xing's messy hair was blown by the wind and hit the delicate skin on her face, but the pain only reminded her to speed up her pace.

"Can you sail a yacht?"

She had to ask.

He glanced at her and smiled, then walked away.

That's how they escaped?

As soon as he started, he saw the girl running out of the house, shouting like crazy.

But I couldn't hear anything clearly, and then a few men came out, but they left quickly.

For a long time, Xiao Xing couldn't believe it was real.

They escaped.

Although someone let them go on purpose, they really left.

Are they really going back to town?
Can she really see her man and child?

She was so excited that she couldn't speak, both eye sockets were heavy.

Xiao You drove the yacht forward: "Where are we now?"

Xiao Xing looked up at him: "What?"

That sound was drowned out by the sound from the yacht.

Yeah, where are they now?
Two people were trapped in a house for nearly two months without knowing where they were.

He looked down at the fuel gauge on the yacht, looked around and finally the yacht turned a corner.

The yacht stopped at a pier. They had been at sea for four or five hours without any means of communication, and his wounds were no longer crippling him.

She held him up, most of his weight on her shoulders, a tiny village.

(End of this chapter)