Capital.

In a seemingly abandoned villa, the little woman lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes, and the boundaries of time were blurred by a completely closed environment.

"Xiaoqian, you're awake."

Bo Jingxing sat by the bed with long legs crossed, looking through a magazine in his hand.

Seeing her wake up, she put down the book, helped her sit up slowly, and asked with concern and gentleness: "Are you hungry? Is there anything you want to eat?"

The slender eyelashes trembled violently, and Qin Yiren's slender body was a little stiff.

Looking up at the man who seemed to be nothing, she couldn't describe her mood at this moment, and said in a hoarse voice: "Jingxing, stop making trouble, let me call my mother, I beg you."

"……Feel sorry."

The gentleness between Bo Jingxing's expression remained unchanged, and she refused her tone without any doubt, "Xiaoqian, everything I did is for our future. Even if you can't understand it now, you will figure it out sooner or later."

"How do you want me to figure it out?" Qin Yiren frowned in pain, looked at his eyes no longer as warm as before, and waved his hand: "Bo Jingxing, that's my mother, what you did

It has hurt my family!"

In the quiet room, her hoarse voice sounded a bit shrill.

Every word and sentence are like invisible steel needles, which makes Bo Jingxing feel irritable and unhappy.

Restrained and did not make any more stimulating actions, Bo Jingxing lowered his eyes and said lightly: "I asked someone to keep an eye on the situation of the Qin family and invited a heart expert to Jianghai. Your mother will be fine.

”

Qin Yiren was speechless and cried exhausted: "I know my mother's physical condition more clearly than you. There is no greater sorrow than death in her heart. How do you guarantee it?"

Now.

It was Bo Jingxing's turn to be silent, and he paused and said, "Calm down, I'll prepare dinner for you."

"I can't calm down. My mother's life is likely to be hanging by a thread. How do you calm me down?"

Qin Yiren was sobbing that she couldn't breathe. She choked and curled up on the bed, and said almost collapsed: "Let me go, Bo Jingxing, I beg you..."

"No." Without thinking, Bo Jingxing refused her request. He looked down at her with a strange tone: "You are mine, I need you to stay and stay by my side."

The words fell.

Qin Yiren bit her lower lip in pain.

Bo Jingxing got up and came to the door, and opened a secret grid from the inside, entered his fingerprint and password, and slowly opened the door.

I heard the door lock sounding softly.

Qin Yiren hurriedly looked at the door, tears blurred her gaze, and she could only see the slender figure of the man.

Obviously.

Bo Jingxing was guarding against her and preventing her from escaping from here.

She was almost collapsed by the feeling of powerlessness she had never felt before. She grabbed the pillow and threw it to the ground, knocking down everything she could touch, and using her actions to express her protest against the life of house arrest.

However, everything in this room seemed to be ready.

Apart from nothing that could hurt her, furniture like the big bed and cabinets were incredibly heavy.

Even if she tried her best, she could not let them move at all, as if they were nailed to the floor.

He wiped the tears from his face out of breath.

Qin Yiren sat back on the bed depressedly, realizing that these arrangements were definitely not something that could be completed in just one or two days.

In other words.

Before Bo Jingxing exposed such a strong and domineering side, he was already planning these things, just waiting for the time to be ripe, and she was arrested obediently...

A strong sadness lingers in Qin Yiren's heart.

She didn't dare to think about these things. Did Sister Bo and Uncle Bo know, or did she participate in it?

Bo Jingxing's actions broke her fantasy about love, allowing her to truly experience the fear and tremor, as well as the terrible loss of freedom and being at the mercy of others.

Sitting blankly on the bed.

Qin Yiren looked at the location where it should be the window, thinking anxiously about her mother and brother, as well as Chu Xinian and Baoer...

I don't know how long it took.

A light sound came from the door again, and Bo Jingxing came in with a tray.

Understanding that he would not let her leave easily, Qin Yiren stared at the patterns on the quilt in dismay, not knowing how to convince him to change his mind.

"Xiaoqian, do these match your appetite?"

He came to Qin Yiren with a tray.

Bo Jingxing put the tray on the bed, which was exquisite four dishes and one soup, all of which were the tastes that Qin Yiren liked. Considering that she was in a bad mood, she even had a box of cute ice cream.

He looked tired at the food in front of him.

Qin Yiren couldn't figure out the time now, but Bo Jingxing said that this was supper. It seemed that she hadn't eaten for a long time, but it was strange that she was not hungry at all.

"Jingxing..."

While murmuring and calling out his name, Qin Yiren carefully discussed with the last hope: "I want to go back and see my mother, even if I make a video call and let her know that I am still alive."

Bo Jingxing pursed her lips tightly, and she held up the ice cream gracefully, dug a spoonful and placed it on her lips: "Ah——"

Qin Yiren really has no appetite.

But now she didn't dare to disobey Bo Jingxing's intentions, so she obediently opened her mouth and held the spoon in her mouth.

The cold and sweet taste melted on the tip of the tongue, and the groggy mind was a little more awake, so it became even more difficult to bear such a situation.

"So well-behaved."

Bo Jingxing chuckled and praised, put down the ice cream, and instead fed her a spoonful of seafood fried rice.

Qin Yiren silently took over the feeding, hoping that her obedience would make Bo Jingxing reconsider.

pity.

Until she ate some things without knowing the taste, Bo Jingxing stopped satisfied and still did not answer her request.

Qin Yiren could no longer bear it.

She raised her hand and grabbed the corner of the man's clothes. She said in a panic: "Jingxing, I really feel that something has happened to my mother, otherwise I would not be so uneasy. The matter between us can be solved slowly, so don't involve my family.

”

Bo Jingxing glanced at her thoughtfully, and the smile on the corner of his lips gradually faded.

He pulled out the hem of the clothes from her hand, took the tray to the coffee table and placed it, and pondered and said, "I can't let you contact your family, I can only let you see Aunt Qin's current situation."

Qin Yiren agreed immediately: "...Okay!"

“But not now.”

Bo Jingxing paused and continued gently: "You know, it's not long before the car accident happened, your brother, and... they are unlikely to accept the news of your death immediately. I can't send you at this time.

People pass by, arouse their suspicion.”

What he said makes sense.

If he stood in his position, Qin Yiren could not find any reason to refute.

Her white teeth bit her lower lip, and she closed her eyes in pain and murmured: "What time is this?"
Chapter completed!