Chapter 72

Looking at his gold master's frown, he hesitated for a moment, and finally said the latest news, "this young lady Yan has only been to a few places recently. Some of her friends have been squatting at the door, but they have never seen her go out. They are all women named Xiao Mengyao who have been shopping in and out. For the first time, Miss Yan went to the city's prison for about three hours. After she came out, her mood seemed not quite right. Then she didn't show up for nearly a week. In the evening, she went to the supermarket to buy a drink and fruit, and turned to the drugstore to buy sleeping pills. "

"Sleeping pills?" Lu Qin's tone was suddenly not good.

What is she doing? What's keeping her up like this?

"Get the money from the assistant." She said.

"Well, thank you, Mr. Lu."

"If you have any important photos in the future, please give them to me the first time."

"Sure, sure."

"Go down."

Lu Qin looks at the photo in his hand, prison? What does she do in prison? Is it seeing Weng Yulu?

Wang Qiang with tonight's share of smile is like a chrysanthemum.

"There's another gold owner who hasn't sent it."

Wang Qiang drove to the outside of Rong's house, dialed a number, and immediately came out a bodyguard with a serious look and a dark suit. Now it's put in a leather bag, and his photos and words have been sorted out and put in a leather bag. The two of them pay and deliver the goods.

Looking at the black bodyguard finally disappeared at the door of Rong's house.

Wang Qiang couldn't help sighing that if more beautiful women like Yan Yiqing and more romantic people like Lu qinrongmo came, his business would be better and better.

But what he didn't know was that the bodyguard in black was not Rong Mo's bodyguard, but Rong Laozi's bodyguard.

There are few infatuated people among the rich and powerful families, not to mention the golden turtles like Rong Mo and Lu Qin.

Xiao Mengyao looks at the time. The TV in her apartment is still on, and the latest entertainment shows are constantly on. It's nothing more than a star's reality show. But she's really bored, eating potato chips and watching.

Forget it, next time, sunny should come back.

Sure enough, she heard Yan Yiqing open the door.

"You're back? What did you buy? "

Yan Yiqing's voice is basically the same as usual, "I bought some fruits and drinks, do you want to drink?"

Xiao Mengyao didn't find anything unusual about her.

"I'm not thirsty yet. Put the fruit and drinks in the refrigerator first."

"Good. I'm a little tired. I want to take a bath first and then go to sleep. "

There was a flash of light in Xiao Mengyao's brain, but she didn't catch it for a moment. She replied rigidly, "OK. Good night

After returning to the room, Yan Yiqing takes out the sleeping pill she secretly bought from the pocket of her coat, with the dosage clearly marked on it.

Recently, she couldn't sleep. She had no choice but to buy some sleeping pills to help her sleep.

After the bath, she took two pills, then lay down on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

But in her sleep, her mental pressure is the same.

The incarnation of Shura, Weng Yulu is covered with blood, constantly chasing Yan Yiqing, who is running. Weng Yulu is covered with blood and many muzzles. Her eyes are like cannibals, constantly chasing her. In her sleep, she can only keep running.

This dream is like a curse. Every night she comes to her, and sometimes there are other dreams. For example, her dead child is hanging on the ceiling, and then she opens her eyes and stares at her, asking her why she hasn't avenged him, and her dead father starts to come from the scene of the car accident, and then comes to her side and asks her to take good care of Yan's group for him in the future, We can't let Yan's group go out of business, or he won't die.

These dreams, like curses, pester her.

She could hardly breathe.

She woke up the next day.

"Ah --"

She woke up from her sleep with cold sweat, pale face and huge pupils.

Her scream attracted Xiao Mengyao.

Xiao Mengyao, who was still wearing pajamas, opened the door and came in, "what's the matter, Qingqing."

"It's OK. I just had a nightmare."

"Get up quickly. I made breakfast for you. I think you are in a bad mood recently. I also made an appointment with a doctor to show you at that time." Xiao Mengyao said with concern.

Who knows Yan Yiqing's face changed as soon as she heard the word doctor, "I don't want to see a doctor." Her tone was very stiff.

"Qingqing, don't be self willed. It's also for your own good. Don't refuse my kindness."

Who knows Yan Yiqing suddenly got up from the bed and stood up, "why do you help me? Who are you to me? Have you got my consent? "

After such a series of questions, she was also shocked, and Xiao Mengyao was almost stunned.

"Qingqing... Sorry, i... I didn't know you would be so disgusted with doctors. I thought that your recent bad appetite was due to a knot in your heart. Since you don't like to see doctors, I'll call now and cancel the appointment."

Looking at the appearance of his only good friend running away in a hurry, Yan Yiqing feels that she is really a failure.

All of a sudden, she sat on the bed with soft hands and feet. As she sat down vigorously, the bed bounced.

She feebly put her finger in her hair, and she didn't know why it was like this.

Now she can go and apologize to her.

But in my heart, there is a voice shouting and rebelling: I'm not wrong. Why should I apologize.

Next time, Xiao Mengyao is still worried about her, but it is not like before, and there is still some distance.

"Sunny, you see the weather outside is good. Go out for a walk."

"Sunny, today is Valentine's day. Shall we go out for a walk? There are a lot of activities outside."

Yan Yiqing is like being isolated from the world. She doesn't feel anything about the outside world.

I don't want to go out.

"Sorry, I don't want to go out." She became thinner and shut herself up in the room all day. Her skin became pale and blue tendons could be seen. Even when she stretched out her palm in the sun, she could see tendons.

"Yao Yao. Do you think I look like a Medieval Vampire? " She said sarcastically.

"It's really like the long hair growing to the waist. It's so thin, the skin is so white, and the eyes are so big. It's really like a vampire. I don't know whose blood you're going to suck?"

They began to talk and laugh again.