The light suddenly went out, and the darkness cascaded down like thick ink. In the narrow space, I couldn't see my fingers.

Extreme fear hit, Yi Youxia whole body muscles are tense, she curled up in the corner, hands and feet cold, the body kept shaking, she wanted to ask for help, but the mobile phone fell to the ground in panic, can't find, think of a satellite phone in the bag, she quickly felt out. This is the one Rong Zhenye gave to her when she was in Haicheng. It's the same one that he used to use for his own use. It's passed on and on.

Her brain has severe hypoxia, can not think of who to call, just subconsciously pressed the dial out key, there is only one number, the phone automatically connected in the past.

At this time, Rong Zhenye is spending a boring and irritable night with his office. See the caller ID on the mobile phone, dark ice eyes suddenly a bright, this woman would take the initiative to call him, it is difficult to think of, to make up with him?

He lowered his mouth for many days, and finally raised a micro arc, pressed the answer button, suppressed his voice, and made a deep "hello" sound.

"I was locked in the elevator of Hengyuan How dark Help me... " Yiyouxia's throat was convulsed violently, and her voice was weak and trembling. Rong Zhenye's nerves suddenly tensed and his face turned pale. "Don't be afraid, stupid. Take a deep breath. I'll come right away." He ran down the stairs, jumped into the car, and ordered his men to take tools to Hengyuan building with another mobile phone.

"I'll be here soon. Turn on the flashlight of your mobile phone and stick to it." While driving, he talked to her via Bluetooth to relieve her phobia of darkness.

"Ice gourd You sing to me... " She said off and on.

"Good." He began to sing, and she said she was not afraid to hear it.

The man in black and Rong Zhenye arrived at the same time. When they used tools to pry the elevator, Rong Zhenye kept singing to Yi Youxia.

Yi Youxia holds the mobile phone tightly. His magnetic voice floats in the narrow space, which slightly eases her convulsions. But the cell phone is about to run out of electricity, and after breaking with him, she did not charge it.

Just as the last glimmer of light went out, the elevator door opened. The elevator stops in the middle of the floor. Without thinking about it, Rong Zhenye jumps down and holds her in his arms. "It's all right, stupid, it's all right."

Yi again summer buried his head in his arms, hand son tightly clenched his skirt, back to the lakeside villa, just slowly loosen.

The man in black called Rong Zhenye to report the situation. It was not an accident. The elevator circuit was cut off artificially.

Yi and Xia drink a cup of warm tea, the spirit slowly restored calm.

"Thank you this time. It's time for me to go." She stood up, her face returned to the frozen expression, she has been disheartened, no longer have any hope between them.

Rong Zhenye reaches out his hand, grabs her slender waist and drags her into his arms. "Are you really angry?"

"Let go of me." She turned her head and bit his arm angrily. When he let go, she quickly escaped. Then she grabbed the fruit knife on the tea table and put it on her neck. "I'm Yu Han's fiancee now. If you dare to touch me again, I'll die in front of you."

"Do you hate me that much?" A touch of pain flashed across his handsome face.

"I'm not your plaything. If you want to play, go to Qin Xuelu." She was almost roaring. At the thought of his intimate picture with Qin Xuelu, she was furious and couldn't control her emotion.

"How many times do I have to tell you before you believe my innocence?" He growled, feeling that he was going to be driven mad by her.

"I only believe what my eyes see. Even if you say it a thousand or ten thousand times, I don't believe it!" Her tone was colder than the cold wind in Siberia, and she was determined. She had seen through his mind for a long time, and could not expect to use her as a substitute.

Rong Zhenye decadent sat on the sofa, face is a kind of despair, "do you really want to marry Xia Yuhan?" He asked, low and powerless.

"Yes, in this world, only Yuhan really loves me." She said without hesitation.

"Only him?" There was a sad smile on his lips. "Am I that bad?"

"Don't be greedy. You already have Qin Xuelu." When she said this, she was almost biting her teeth. It was like tens of thousands of claws scratching in her heart, which made her crazy.

Rong Zhenye holds his head. She not only finds him guilty, but also gets into the tip of the ox horn and can't pull it out. "Put down the knife and I'll let ah Hai take you back." After a long silence, he said weakly, got up and went upstairs.

Yiyouxia went out and walked all the way to Rolls Royce at the gate of the yard. She didn't look back for a moment. She didn't want to have any attachment to the place that didn't belong to her and the man who didn't belong to her.

Rong Zhenye looks at her back in front of the window. Her determination scares him. Does it really need to make a choice between her and Qin Xuelu to recover?

In a few days, Yi Youxia, as usual, went to Tiffany's club to play mahjong, and became more and more familiar with Mrs. Xu.

Coming out of the club, she went into her Maserati and was about to take off her wig in the rearview mirror. She was frightened to find that there was a face inside. She turned around and glared at the man in the back seat: "how did you get into my car?"Rong Zhenye hooked the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "it's not difficult to open the door."

I used to open the door lock, but now I open the door. Has this guy received professional training as a thief?

"At this time, shouldn't young master Rong be in Miss Qin's ward to feed her dinner? When she gets into my car, isn't she hungry? " She said sour.

Rong Zhenye's face is overcast. He doesn't respond to her. He doesn't come to discuss his innocence, but her safety.

"What are you doing in it when you turn into a ghost like this?"

"It's none of your business." She didn't have a good fling.

"Are you going to Miss Xu?" There was a sharp light in his eyes, as if he had already spied her secret.

"You think too much." Yi Xia snorted again, "I'm just chatting with those like-minded ladies. Their husbands and mistresses are in piles. My ex husband is fooling around with his first love every day, but he still doesn't admit it. Do you think I'm in the same boat with them?" If a woman wants to live with this man, she will be modest, but she has made up her mind to separate from him, so she might as well expand this mistake infinitely, fight with him to the end, and let herself and him die.

Rong Zhenye's expression is already very gloomy. He can almost feel the resentment in the car, and it is getting deeper and deeper. He is a little out of breath under the pressure. He opened the car window, hoping that the wind would blow the anger away.

"We won't talk about it today, just about you." He said in a low voice, "you should already know that those people have started to take action. You and Xu Chuzhen are their primary targets."

Yi again Summer Black Mou son slightly flickered under, pretending to be calm: "I will be careful, don't need you to worry." Don't think about making any emotional investment in her, or even firing sugar coated bullets. She has long stopped doing this.

"Xu zhekai and Xu Chuxu are so powerful. They have plotted against them. How do you fight with Xu Chuzhen?" Rong Zhenye has a look of mockery on his face.

"I have my way." Yiyouxia's voice lowered, obviously a little weak.

Rong Zhenye leans on the seat back and holds the back of his head in his hands. "If you want to start with Mrs. Xu, I advise you not to waste your efforts. She is Mrs. Xu's cousin. Mr. Xu has been guarding her all the time. She certainly doesn't know much about it."

"How do you know if you don't try? Even if a man's pillow sider doesn't know his secret, he knows his weakness best. I'm sure I can find something from Mrs. Xu." Yi Xia turns her lips again, and she doesn't believe it. Without him, Rong Zhenye, she can't do anything but sit and wait.

Rong Zhenye suddenly gets up, stretches his long leg and steps into the co driver's seat. He clasps the tip of her chin. Jun's face is close to her, almost touching her. The strong high pressure makes her heart stop for half a beat. He unconsciously steps back, but he is blocked by the seat and has no way to go back.

"Do you understand my weakness?" He thin lips slightly open, a word a word slowly spit out questions.

"No I don't understand. " She gave a faltering answer. Does he have weaknesses? She shook her head. If he had any weakness, she would pinch him hard, but she couldn't see it either.

But Rong Zhenye is very clear about his weakness. His weakness is her. Only she can control his mind, control his emotions, make him happy, make him angry, make him out of control, distressed and even have no reason.

"It's best not to know." A faint light passed under his eyes. She coughed, gently pushed him away, kept a safe distance, breathing can be relaxed and smooth, "if you want to be OK, can you get off? I'm going home. "

"I'm very busy. I'm still sitting here talking to you when I'm free." Rong Zhenye's thick eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. Her words make him extremely dissatisfied. His uncomfortable appearance makes him even more angry. She is now clearly to draw a clear line with him, a small mistake on a kick into the prison, but he is cheap can't let her go, worried about her fear of death, this is the fate of it. She's his heist. She'll never be solved!

"If you have something, just say it." She muttered, finish quickly, so that people can go home for dinner. After playing mahjong all afternoon, she was so hungry that she muttered.

"Do you really want to get information from Mrs. Xu?" His charming lips make a narrow arc.

"Yes." She answered simply, and she couldn't think of any other breakthrough.

"Mrs. Xu is not a fool. You can't do it." Rong Zhenye shakes his fingers.

"Do you have a better idea?" Yixia's mouth curled again.

"Didn't you say that? Only the pillow side is the easiest place to dig out secrets. " Rong Zhenye hooks the tip of her chin, and a strange color floats over her face.