Chapter 2997

Jiang Xiaomi understood that it was useless to plead with anyone now. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he was about to kneel down and kowtow to him. Du Lie's eyes were quick and he grabbed her elbow and lifted her up.

"Young mistress, the young master is getting angry now." He reminded her in a low voice.

Lou Tianqin is accustomed to using tough methods to deal with problems.

Putting Acheng on the blacklist was actually considered merciful.

Jiang Xiaomi's pleading at the moment, not only will not have any effect, but may also push Acheng into a more terrifying abyss.

And she should be glad that Lou Tianqin never used these methods on her.

Du Lie helped Jiang Xiaomi to sit down on the sofa, and then said, "Master, the time is almost up."

Tomorrow, there is still something in Nanya that needs Lou Tianqin to come forward in person, so when he came back, Du Lie booked a round-trip ticket.

Lou Tianqin picked up the coat that fell on the armrest of the sofa without saying a word, and shook it vigorously in the air. After a while, Jiang Xiaomi heard a bang, a loud closing sound, which made the eardrums hurt.

Jiang Xiaomi recovered and looked at Lou Tianqin's direction in a daze.

Acheng let out a hiss and slowly got up from the ground, Jiang Xiaomi hurriedly ran over to support him.

"Acheng, I'm sorry, I've pitted you again."

Acheng sighed: "It's not the first time, I'm used to it, young lady, you really scared me to death just now."

Jiang Xiaomi was like a trapped beast, spinning around in place: "Don't say it's you, I'm going to be scared to death, what should I do?"

Acheng has given up any hope for the future: "What can be done."

Jiang Xiaomi: "Why don't you run away. Yes, Wei Shaoyong, he has a way."

Acheng saw her speechless words, and smiled bitterly: "If I run away, it will be the end, the young master will not let me go."

"You can run to the Silver Triangle."

"Forget it, I'll just stay in prison honestly. Maybe the young master is in a good mood and let me out."

If Lou Tianqin is in a good mood, how long will he have to wait.

Jiang Xiaomi sat down on the sofa worriedly, his eyes straightened.

Acheng knew that he might not have the chance to come back in the future. He greedily looked at the scene and object around him, his eyes couldn't help but get wet, afraid that Jiang Xiaomi would see sadness, so he quickly turned his back to wipe his tears.

"Acheng."

"Um?"

Jiang Xiaomi got up: "Aren't you hungry?"

Ah Cheng looked at her in astonishment, what was he hungry for, and was almost scared out of stomach cramps.

"Anyway, you're going to be blacklisted. You might as well have a good meal before you leave."

Acheng just wiped away his tears, and after listening to Jiang Xiaomi's words, he wanted to cry again.

...

The car was driving fast on the silent asphalt road, and every inch of the air in the car was bone-chilling cold.

The road to the airport seemed to be extraordinarily long. Lou Tianqin looked out the window at the neon lights and tall buildings that were quickly receding, and the suffocation in his chest was still blocked there.

It's not that he didn't have doubts. In fact, on the first night he went to South Asia, he already felt something was wrong.

Out of trust in Jiang Xiaomi, he didn't think about the bad things, but felt that it was not good for him to be so suspicious.

But what did he get for his whole-hearted trust?

It was she who teamed up with others to play tricks on him.

Thinking of being played like a big idiot for so many days, Lou Tianqin couldn't control it and slammed the car window hard.

Du Lie glanced at the rear seat in the rearview mirror, and quickly moved it away: "Master, is it wrong to blacklist Wei Liancheng now?"

"What's wrong?"

Du Lie considered the problem completely from the perspective of a third party: "Young Mistress must have no one to follow. If the new people are rearranged, it is estimated that the old lady will be disturbed."

Lou Tianqin said indifferently: "Is Li Xiaojia a decoration?"

Du Lie wondered: "But he hasn't..."

Lou Tianqin: "He won't leave."

Du Lie stopped talking.

When they got to the airport, Du Lie called the base and asked them to pick him up.

...

In the hot pot restaurant, Acheng, Li Xiaojia, and Jiang Xiaomi were surrounded by a smoking pot, and no one moved their chopsticks.

Acheng is not in the mood to eat, Jiang Xiaomi has no appetite, Li Xiaojia wants to eat, but seeing their decadent appearance, he is too embarrassed to do it.

"Why don't you eat it?" Jiang Xiaomi looked at Acheng.

Acheng said aggrieved: "I want to eat it too, but I don't know what's going on today. My stomach is not up to my expectations. Young lady, eat it."

Jiang Xiaomi sighed and took the initiative to pour a cup for Acheng.

The best Red Star Erguotou can not only ward off the cold, but also strengthen the courage.

"Brother Cheng, don't do this. The blacklist is not as scary as you think." Li Xiaojia comforted him.

Acheng: "It's not scary, you still escaped."

Li Xiaojia: "I'm always beaten inside. If I don't escape, I'll die inside."

Ah Cheng was so frightened that Hua Rong turned pale: "Is he going to be beaten?"

Li Xiaojia quickly explained: "I may have a bad personality, but Brother Cheng, you are different. You are more likable than me, and they will definitely not hit you."

Acheng's eyes became more and more sad.

"Oh, don't scare him anymore." Jiang Xiaomi pushed Li Xiaojia, and then said to Acheng: "I'll help you when I look back, tell me what you need."

Li Xiaojia: "Young mistress, there is no phone inside."

Acheng was just desperate at first, but now he has no love for life.

What are you still alive for? dead.

Acheng suddenly got up and rushed out. Before he even got out of the box, he was hugged by Li Xiaojia on the lower back: "Brother Cheng, what are you doing..."

Acheng struggled out of control: "Let go of me, let me die, let me die..."

"It's not impossible, Brother Cheng, why don't you sit down first?"

Jiang Xiaomi watched them pull the saw, turned his head and stared at the bottom of the red oil pot that was churning, dazed.

Li Xiaojia found that he couldn't hold it, and wanted to call Jiang Xiaomi to help. The moment he turned his head, he exclaimed, "Young mistress—"

...

Ren Oi Hospital

In the middle of the night, Jiang Xiaomi was carried by Acheng and ran into the emergency room: "Doctor, doctor..."

Dr. Zhao, who was on duty tonight, learned that the young grandmother of the Lou family came to the emergency room, and almost rushed all the way to the emergency room.

When he saw Jiang Xiaomi's shrugging arm, Dr. Zhao subconsciously touched his head: "What's the matter? Is it so hot?"

Jiang Xiaomi was originally a physique that was afraid of pain, but now her whole face was pale with pain, cold sweat was dripping down her temples continuously, and her body was trembling slightly.

Li Xiaojia stuttered nervously: "She...she was burned by the hot pot."

Dr. Zhao immediately asked people to prepare tools for disinfection. The nurse was very fast and brought the things to be used in a short while.

"Is this a good fish?" Doctor Zhao asked curiously while handling it for her.

Jiang Xiaomi didn't have the energy to speak in pain, and shivered in Acheng's arms.

Acheng's face was full of self-blame, all blamed on him, and the young mistress was forced to self-mutilate because she was looking for life and death.