The time of the city

Chapter 207 Fainting

In the next few days, He Qingqing ignored all of Zhao Jianzhi's calls and messages.

She curled up in bed, swiping the screen of her phone boredly, and mechanically deleting the missed calls one by one with her fingers.

Her lips pursed unconsciously as she muttered, "If only all these calls were from Ah Feng. Why haven't I heard from him in the past few days? Could it be that he's really just trying to get close to me to leverage the Zhao family's influence? Just because I told Grandpa Qiao that my brother wasn't willing to help, he ignored me? But Grandpa Qiao was talking to Wu Kang at the time, and they didn't avoid me even in such a private setting. What are they planning?"

The more He Qingqing thought about it, the more distressed she became. She reached out and scratched her hair until it became a mess, but even so, she still couldn't figure out the reason.

She was full of doubts. She was so smart and clever in her daily life, but why was she always confused when it came to love matters?

……

Mo Yu placed the dishes on the dining table and just as she stood up to leave, Ni Jiamu suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"Xiaoyu, eat some more. You've eaten too little."

"I don't have much of an appetite. I want to go upstairs." Mo Yu said as she tried to pull her hand out of Ni Jiamu's.

However, Ni Jiamu held on tighter, his eyes full of reluctance: "Then you stay with me. You stay in your room all day except for meal times, and I can't see you. Just stay downstairs for a while, okay?"

Mo Yu had been eating very little these past few days, and her figure had become increasingly thin. Ni Jiamu's force made her feel as if her wrist was about to break, and she couldn't help but cry out in pain.

When Ni Jiamu heard the scream, he suddenly came to his senses and quickly let go of her wrist.

"It's bad enough that you've trapped me in this castle, but now you want to restrict my freedom of movement here? Why don't you just tie me up with a chain and take me wherever you go!" Mo Yu was angry and annoyed, with a hint of anger trembling in her voice.

Ni Jiamu's eyes flashed with hurt when he heard this. He let go of her hand and instead grabbed the corner of Mo Yu's clothes. His voice was full of grievance: "I just want to be with you, like an ordinary couple, and be together all the time."

"But we are not a couple at all! Normally, two people like each other and then confess their love to each other before they become a couple." Mo Yu retorted mercilessly.

Ni Jiamu tilted his head, looked at her seriously, and asked, "So, do you want me to confess to you?"

Mo Yu helplessly held her forehead and said, "That's not what I meant. You should go to the company. As long as you're not at home, I won't always stay in the room."

"So, you are worried that I will become a vagrant, so you don't want to stay with me?" Ni Jiamu's tone was questioning.

Mo Yu really didn't want to continue to tangle with him, so she pulled the corner of his clothes out of his hand and walked upstairs.

Seeing this, Ni Jiamu quickly stretched out his hand to block her and said, "If you eat something more, I will let you go upstairs, otherwise I will go to your room and sleep with you tonight, even if you lock the door."

Mo Yu and him were in a stalemate for a long time, but in the end, she had no choice but to compromise.

She sat back down, picked up the spoon, and put the rice into her mouth bit by bit. Seeing that she finally started to eat, Ni Jiamu smiled with satisfaction and put some vegetables into her bowl.

"You should eat more, maybe one day you can escape from me."

After hearing this, Mo Yu glared at him fiercely, then buried her head and stuffed several mouthfuls of rice into her mouth.

At this moment, Ni Jiamu's phone rang. He looked down and saw it was Shang Xue calling. He subconsciously didn't want to answer, but his hand pressed the answer button for some unknown reason.

"Jia Mu, your father fainted." Shang Xue's voice on the other end of the phone was a little anxious.

"I'll be there right away." Ni Jiamu's tone suddenly became nervous. He hung up the phone, turned around and said to Mo Yu, "I have something to go out for. You just stay at home and behave yourself." After that, he left in a hurry.

Ni Jiamu's nervous tone when he spoke to Mo Yu earlier made her suspicious, wondering if something serious had happened. But she also knew in her heart that since Ni Jiamu didn't want to tell her, he naturally didn't want her to know, so she simply ignored it.

After dinner, Mo Yu walked to the front door to open it, but found that it was locked tightly and could not be opened.

She did not give up and walked around the whole house carefully again, only to find that all the windows, big and small, could not be opened from the inside.

Afterwards, she began to rummage through the drawers, trying to find a communication device, and even wanted to find her own ID card.

But after all the trouble, she was exhausted and found nothing. She suspected that Ni Jiamu had hidden her ID card somewhere else.

In the afternoon, Ni Jiamu still hadn't returned, but an auntie came to cook for Moyu. Moyu was eager to get some useful information from the cook, but she was mute and couldn't communicate at all. As soon as the auntie finished cooking, she was taken away.

After dinner, Mo Yu returned to her room and picked up a book to read.

It was already one in the morning, but Ni Jiamu still hadn't returned, and Mo Yu wasn't sleepy at all. She was suffering from insomnia again.

She put down the book and forced herself to sleep. It was not until 2:30 in the morning that she gradually fell asleep.

In her dream, she returned to the seaside warehouse, the place she feared most. In her dream, two vicious kidnappers pinned her to the ground. She struggled desperately, but could not break free.

The kidnapper's hands began to tear her clothes and slap her repeatedly. She screamed in fear: "Ah, let me go!"

At this time, Ni Jiamu, who had just come back upstairs, heard Mo Yu's screams. He was anxious and rushed into Mo Yu's room.

The room was empty except for Mo Yu, who was twisting her body in pain on the bed. Her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her hands and feet were twisting frantically.

Ni Jiamu knew she was having another nightmare. He held Mo Yu in his arms, patting her back tenderly and comforting her softly, "Don't be afraid, Xiaoyu. I'm here. I will protect you."

With his comfort, Mo Yu's emotions gradually calmed down. Seeing that she had stopped struggling, Ni Jiamu carefully put her back on the bed and left the room.

It was getting late, and he needed to go to bed early as he had to go to the company tomorrow.