nucmednet Chapter 433 Missing
Chapter 433 Missing
Jiang Zhouzhou slumped weakly on the carpet. She opened her mouth, but didn't have the strength to speak. She could only watch helplessly as the man walked towards her step by step.
"Miss Jiang, don't look at me like that."
The man leaned down, his cold fingertips tracing her cheek. His hand was covered with a crisscrossing network of tiny scars that were impossible to ignore.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."
He picked her up, and through the luxurious fabric, he could feel her body starting to heat up, and her face gradually flushed an unnatural red.
Chao Mu frowned, not expecting Jiang Tao to sell his daughter so thoroughly.
The corridor was deserted, and the surveillance cameras had been sabotaged beforehand.
The freight elevator went directly to the underground garage, and no one noticed a discreet truck driving out of the garage.
The girl in his arms was burning hot, even her breathing was scorching.
That feeling of helplessness has disappeared, but it has been replaced by another, even more painful torment.
Her reason was completely consumed. She bit her lower lip tightly, and blood seeped from it. Her nails dug into her palms, and the intense pain brought her back to consciousness for a moment.
The man glanced down at her and said helplessly, "Don't bite yourself. If you hate me, you can bite me."
He took off his coat and covered her with it.
He pried open her clenched fist, slipped his fingers between hers, and intertwined his with hers.
Her palms were already bleeding. When the man grasped her hand, her fingers instinctively tightened, scratching the back of his hand with bloody welts.
Chao Mu's expression remained unchanged as he hugged her even tighter.
A sharp pain shot through his shoulder, even through his thin shirt.
She still bit him, as if venting all her hatred on him, wishing she could tear off a piece of flesh.
The taste of blood filled his mouth, and a bewitching red spread across his pure white shirt, like the red gemstone under his earlobe.
She has a strong will; even when tormented by the effects of the drug, she maintains her rationality in an almost self-destructive way.
Not long after, Chaomu felt the pain in her shoulder lessen.
He brushed her hair aside with his fingers, and his once radiant face was now streaked with tears.
She choked back tears, saying, "I almost... I almost forgave everything."
Forgive the suffering you endured in your childhood and prepare to fully embrace a new life.
"why treat me like this?"
"Why……"
He had promised her just a moment ago that he would buy her a big cake for her birthday, but then he pushed her into the abyss with his own hands.
She seems unable to distinguish what is real?
What is fake?
She was wary of everyone, but never suspected her grandmother.
When she finished her college entrance exams, someone offered her 50 yuan as a bride price, which was an astronomical sum in the impoverished rural area.
My aunt persuaded my grandmother to agree, because my cousin is about to come of age, and he will need money for everything, including buying a house, a car, and getting married.
Grandma, who always sided with her aunt, lost her temper with her aunt for the first time.
“I raised her, not to sell her.”
Later, Grandma gave Zhouzhou 1,000 yuan.
The money was crumpled and crumpled; it's unclear how long she had saved it.
“Go! Never come back. You are an adult now. Neither your parents nor I have any obligation to support you anymore.”
This time, Jiang Zhouzhou didn't cry and beg. She held the thousand yuan and bought a train ticket to Haishi.
On her first long trip, she sat by the window, staring blankly at the unfamiliar scenery.
From then on, she was all alone.
Chao Mu gently wiped away her tears and said to her, "Jiang Tao's company is about to collapse. He really has no ability. A perfectly good company is on the verge of bankruptcy under his management. You are his only hope."
"But no matter how he tries to appeal to your family ties, you are unwilling to return to the Jiang family."
"Before this birthday banquet even started, you had already become a commodity waiting to be sold, ready to be acquired by the highest bidder."
“Your grandmother does love you, but compared to her son and grandson, you are the one who was abandoned.”
His voice was cold and clear, and his words were equally chilling.
"Even if I don't show up tonight, it will be another man."
It's easy to tame a disobedient daughter: shatter all her self-esteem, gradually wear down her worth, and finally discard her like trash, just as you once did.
The truck was parked in a secluded spot, and Chaomu, carrying Jiang Zhouzhou, changed into a new vehicle.
The scenery outside the car window rushed past, from rows of high-rise buildings to the desolate suburbs. The snow on the national highway was crushed into a muddy mess by the tires, splashing up dirty snow water.
……
The magnificent Mahavira Hall was filled with the strong smell of burning incense. Monks chanted sutras, and a few pilgrims knelt respectfully before the Buddha statue, praying for the Buddha's blessing.
Led by a monk, Sheng Jingyao arrived at a quiet meditation room.
The internationally renowned master was already waiting, exuding an indescribable aura of solemnity.
Sheng Jingyao sat on the futon opposite him, a hint of unease flashing in his eyes.
He came here for only two purposes.
One question is whether one's birth chart indicates a tendency to bring misfortune to one's wife.
Secondly, I pray for her safety and hope she lives a long and healthy life.
The young master, who had never believed in Buddhism, carried a deep thorn in his heart after his mother's early death.
But the old monk in front of me was talking incoherently, muttering, "Deep or shallow karmic connections, cause and effect are a cycle."
Sheng Jingyao impatiently interrupted him: "I am willing to gild the three Buddha statues in the main hall."
The old monk said, "You and your beloved are destined to be together. All your wishes will be fulfilled."
Sheng Jingyao understood what he meant and looked at the old monk suspiciously. If the old monk hadn't been so famous in the country, he would have really suspected that he was a charlatan.
Before leaving, the old monk gave him a string of Buddhist prayer beads.
Sheng Jingyao's lips twitched slightly. If he wore these Buddhist beads, he would be ridiculed in the industry for at least three years.
After getting on the bus, we went down the mountain back to the city.
I turned on her phone, which had been silent all along, but I had no idea what she was doing.
The Jiang family has always had ill intentions, so he specially arranged bodyguards to protect her. There shouldn't be anyone foolish enough to bully her.
Suddenly, a phone call popped up on my phone screen.
His eyes narrowed when he saw the name on the caller ID.
"Young Master, Miss Jiang has gone missing."