Marry Me Quick

Chapter 776

Chapter 776 Mentally Unstable

Bai Jingshu might appear to be a spoiled young master, but he was actually kind-hearted.

Initially, she really disliked him, but the more she got to know him, the more she discovered his many unique qualities that others didn't have.

Although he rarely expressed himself, she knew that she held an important place in his heart.

All she could do was pray that Bai Yunan could hold Bai Jingshu back and prevent him from causing trouble.

After answering the phone, Kun went out with Lao Wu, and An Xia finally had time to inspect the room.

The wallpapers had begun peeling off, appearing mottled and dilapidated. There were windows, but security bars were installed over them, and through the windows, she could vaguely see the residential buildings outside. This should be an old neighborhood in Jingcheng City.

She wasn't familiar with Jingcheng City, so she couldn't guess the approximate location at all.

An Xia took a deep breath while leaning against the wall to calm herself down.

She thought Kun seemed extraordinary and intelligent, while Lao Wu seemed short-sighted, easily bribed, and lustful. She had to be on guard against the latter.

The room was empty, with nothing else in it. The ropes on her hands and feet were tightly bound, and she couldn't untie them or find anything sharp to cut the ropes.

With great effort, she managed to get up from the ground and jumped to the window. Her chin scraped against the surface, leaving her mouth tasting of rust, but she finally managed to open the window.

The floor was high, and when she looked down, she couldn't see if there was anyone below.

Suddenly, she saw a cup-sized bonsai on the windowsill. Of course, the plants inside had already withered, and the flowerpot was small enough to fit through the gaps of the security bars.

She was about to push the small flowerpot down with her chin, hoping to hit someone and attract attention, but then she thought, what if it didn't hit anyone?

She bit her lip and knocked her head against the wall, breaking the skin but not drawing blood.

Forget it. I shouldn't hit my forehead against the wall. What if I hit too hard and end up disfiguring myself?!

She turned her back and struggled to drag her bound hands forcefully across the window ledge, immediately cutting a bloody gash. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

An Xia gritted her teeth and let the blood drip onto the small flowerpot. After both the inside and out were stained with blood, she pushed the flowerpot down.

Surely, a flower pot stained with blood would arouse suspicion among passersby, right?

After doing all this, she sat down against the wall, panting heavily, her heart beating rapidly.

Doing something to save herself was better than sitting and waiting for death.

Minutes and seconds passed, but Kun and Lao Wu didn't return, and no one came knocking on the door.

By the time it got dark, An Xia began to feel desperate.

Fortunately, her injury was on her palm. After clenching her fist, the wound stopped bleeding. Otherwise, she'd have bled to death if she waited for someone to save her.

She lost track of time and was starting to feel drowsy against the wall when the door to the room opened.

The room was illuminated as Lao Wu and Kun walked in.

An Xia slowly sank down.

Both of their expressions were grim, and Kun entered and squinted, his eyes fixed on her, while Lao Wu's gaze lingered on her body as if he had already stripped her naked.

A chilling feeling spread throughout her body, and she dared not utter a word.

Kun approached a few steps closer and looked down at her. "Bai Yunan and his people are looking for us everywhere. It's obvious that you are important to them."

That was expected. Bai Yunan cared a lot about Bai Jingshu, and he wouldn't ignore his affairs.

"Let's make them wait for a night. Tomorrow, when they become anxious, we'll arrange a rendezvous for you to see them. How about that?" Kun spoke with a hint of a smile as if he was talking to an old friend.

This sent shivers down An Xia's spine, and she didn't dare to respond.

Kun patted her face. "What are you afraid of? We won't do anything to you. Our target is Bai Yunan."

His words were strange, like he was trying to reassure her.

An Xia furrowed her brows and carefully examined Kun. Oddly enough, she felt a sense of familiarity in him, yet she couldn't remember ever meeting him before.

She believed she must've gone mad from being tied up for a long time, or why else would Kun seem familiar to her?!

Meanwhile, Kun took out a wad of cash from his pocket and handed it to Lao Wu. "Go out and have some fun. Come back when you've had enough."

Lao Wu looked delighted. "An escort doesn't cost this much, Kun!"

"Find a few more, then," said Kun as he fished for his cigarette. "Find some pretty ones."

"Alrighty, thanks, Kun!" With that, Lao Wu dashed off.

An Xia had never imagined that one day she would be sitting in front of two complete strangers, discussing finding escorts.

With Lao Wu gone, she felt somewhat relieved. After all, that man had been staring lecherously at her, and his gaze screamed 'creepy.'

But Kun obviously didn't have such thoughts.

He took a drag and sat on the floor before her. After blowing out a smoke ring, he asked, "Where are you from?"

An Xia thought Kun was either mentally unstable or super lonely to be engaging in small talk with her.

"Either way, I'm not from Jingcheng City," An Xia replied cautiously, avoiding mentioning that she was from Yunzhou City.

He quirked a brow in response, appearing somewhat terrifying, and speculated on his own, "Judging by your height, you must be from the southern region, right?"

An Xia really wanted to retort, but she held back since this person was a kidnapper with her life in his hands.

Kun didn't mind An Xia's silence and continued to guess, "From your accent, are you from around Yunzhou City?"

This time, An Xia was stupefied.

Based on her woman's intuition, a bold conjecture emerged in her mind. She pursed her lips and dared not ask about her inner speculation.

Seeing that An Xia hesitated, Kun said, "What's wrong? Did I guess right?"

An Xia hesitated for a moment and asked, "Have we met before?"

As soon as she spoke, she saw Kun's fingers, holding the half-smoked cigarette, tighten suddenly as his countenance changed.

Could it be that he really knows me?!

Kun stubbed the cigarette on the floor, got up, and went to another corner to rest with his eyes closed, ignoring her.

An Xia was filled with doubts. Kun didn't deny it; did it mean that he really knew her? But she didn't dare to ask further.

Lao Wu didn't return that night. The room had no heating, and An Xia spent the whole night feeling drowsy. She didn't dare sleep despite being exhausted.

Finally, as dawn broke, Kun left, leaving An Xia alone in the room.

She had been starving for a whole day and night, feeling weak and even starting to imagine someone knocking on the door.

"Is there anyone inside…"

She was even beginning to imagine voices.

Wait!

An Xia jolted and struggled to move to the door, knocking on it with her head. "Someone's inside! Please save me!"