On the engagement night, I became the favorite of my mortal enemy

Chapter 121 Look how uncomfortable she is crying

Han Cong glanced at Song Tang.

She is not well.

After struggling all night, her hair was messed up and there were a few spots of mud on her fair face.

The clothes on his body were soaked in sea water and were now warm and dry. The corners of his clothes were stained with salt and mud.

Compared to her embarrassed image, her expression at this moment is more worrying.

She looked at the two beaten men in silence, her pale and chapped lips tightened into a line, and her pale face made her black and white eyes full of water, which made people feel distressed.

Song Tang really couldn't believe that the incident of pushing Zhou Sitai into the pond when she was a child had gradually eased, but she actually made this incident again and made it worse.

Han Cong had a good impression of Song Tang, but he couldn't do much.

The two kidnappers had already lost half their lives after being tortured and having their legs broken. They had heard of Zhou Si's reputation and didn't want the remaining half of their lives to be handed down here. They just wailed on their own without Zhou Si's asking. Then tell me all the information you know.

They came for Ji Chaomu, Guan Shuxian and Chen Jiaojiao just happened to meet them by chance.

They wanted to disguise the incident as an accident, so they did not kill them directly. Instead, they knocked them unconscious, moved them into the car, turned on the autopilot mode, and let Chen Jiaojiao rush into the sea with Ji Chaomu and Guan Shuxian.

This thought and design was very vicious. The person the other party wanted to kill was Ji Chaomu, but with the help of Chen Jiaojiao, Guan Shuxian was killed.

In this way, the three families of Chen, Ji, and Guan will inevitably tear up over the death of their child, while the person in charge behind the scenes will be able to hide quietly and watch the fire from the other side.

Song Tang only felt scared. The people hiding behind the Ji family were really scheming and calculating.

After the two kidnappers explained the process, there were still clues to save their lives.

"Mr. Zhou, if you spare our lives, we will tell you who instigated it!" the kidnapper begged, holding his broken leg.

At this time, Zhou Siluo, who was sitting on the sofa, sneered, stood up and said, "Pry open their heads, and I'll see what's inside."

"No, no, no!" Seeing Zhou Si's men approaching with hammers and awls, the kidnapper shouted, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything..."

He wanted to say it, but Zhou Siyi didn't want to hear it.

The kidnapper's mouth was covered and he was whimpering desperately but couldn't utter a complete sentence!
His head was firmly fixed, and when he looked up, he could see an awl aimed at his skull, and then he was knocked off with a hammer!
"Ugh!!!" The scream was heartbreaking.

Song Tang suddenly felt like vomiting, so he put his hand to cover his mouth, not daring to make too much noise so that Zhou Sizhen would notice him in advance.

The kidnapper was released and twitching on the ground. The visual and psychological impact was so strong that Song Tang couldn't bear it anymore. His legs gave out and fell to the ground, motionless.

Han Cong quickly moved forward, turned Song Tang over to check, and said to Zhou Silu: "Boss, Dr. Song was frightened and fainted."

Zhou Silai chuckled, as if he heard a joke: "She has been on the operating table so many times, what kind of bloody scene has she not seen before, can she faint?"

Han Cong said: "How can the operating table compare with our psychological conflict?"

Zhou Siyi ignored Song Tang and left her unconscious on the ground. Then he turned his eyes to the other kidnapper and whispered softly: "Continue."

The screams never stopped.

An hour later, the two kidnappers were dragged out, and a well-trained servant came in. In a matter of seconds, the living room was cleaned up and restored to its original state.

And Song Tang... still didn't wake up, and his position on the ground didn't even change.

Han Cong also glanced at Song Tang in embarrassment. Who could be such a good person and be stunned for so long? This is too fake.

Zhou Silai stood up, took his pocket with one hand and walked to Song Tang, looking down at Song Tang condescendingly.

"Han Cong, what do you think we should do with her?"

Han Cong: "Boss, don't you think about it? Give Dr. Song another chance!"

Zhou Si'ai thought for a while: "Let's have euthanasia."

After speaking, he waved his hand: "Give her an injection."

Han Cong said nervously: "Boss..." But there was nothing he could change about Zhou Sitai's decision-making?

He could only watch helplessly as his men walked towards Song Tang with the injection. As soon as his men held Song Tang's arm, Song Tang suddenly sat up.

"Zhou Siyi, I was so wrong!" Song Tang's eyes were red and he was sitting on the ground looking very pitiful.

Han Cong suddenly felt awkward standing next to two people. Just then, the phone in the living room rang.

Han Cong said: "I'll answer the phone."

Song Tang's eyes followed Han Cong, and the subordinate next to him looked at Zhou Sizhen and asked: "Boss, are you still pricking?"

Song Tang slumped on the ground, lowered his head and pursed his lips, crying.

Zhou Situo said: "Tie her. Look at how uncomfortable she is crying."

Song Tang: "..."

"Boss," at this time, Han Cong ran over holding the landline phone with a very anxious expression. He leaned close to Zhou Sitai and whispered: "The old man's phone number."

Although Han Cong's voice was very low, Song Tang still listened with open ears.

She glanced nervously at the microphone in Han Cong's hand.

The phone is still open. If she shouts now, the person on the other side will know that she is in Zhou Situ's hands.

Then maybe she can be saved!
Zhou Sihui seemed to have seen through Song Tang. He took the phone and said, "Grandpa."

Mr. Zhou's angry voice came from the microphone: "Xiaotang is missing, is it you?"

Zhou Sizhen glanced at Song Tang and raised his lips: "What does it have to do with me?"

"Everyone from the Chen family came to my house and forced me to ask for someone! I don't care if Xiaotang is here with you or not, you have to give me an explanation!"

Zhou Silai raised his eyebrows: "Grandpa, you are trying to force someone to do something difficult. Song Tang is not my wife."

Why should he explain?
In the microphone, Mr. Zhou shouted angrily: "You want to make me angry to death, right?"

Next to it was Xu Wanli's cry: "Si He, please help me look for it, our company is in chaos!"

Song Tang pursed his chapped lips when he heard this.

Zhou's company uses the Chen family's system. If Chen Linsheng cannot find her, he will definitely paralyze the Zhou family's system to put pressure on the Zhou family.

Zhou Jiashu's new project is reaching a critical moment. If the core of the project is leaked at this time, not only will his previous efforts be wasted, but the Zhou family will also be greatly affected!

No wonder the old man and Xu Wanli were so anxious.

Zhou Sitai glanced at Song Tang again and said into the microphone, "I don't guarantee that I can find him."

Seeing that he was willing to help, he hung up the phone.

Song Tang listened to the beeping sound from the microphone and let go of his clenched palms in frustration.

She gave up the chance to call for help.

Zhou Siyi has always been unpredictable. If she had asked for help just now, she might have angered Zhou Siyi again.

On the phone call just now, Song Tang only heard the voices of the old man and Xu Wanli, but not the Chen family.

The old man and Xu Wanli wanted her to die, but if she had angered Zhou Sizhen by asking for help just now, they went along with their wishes.

So she said nothing.

Zhou Sitai threw the phone to Han Cong, who took it and left.

Then Song Tang watched Zhou Silai take the injection from his subordinate's hand and wanted to send her away in person.


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