Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 88: Keep your phone close to your body; the signal is fine down the mountain.

Inside the room, Yan Zhuoyu always spreads her suitcase out on the bedside when staying in hotels, taking whatever she needs and putting it back when she's done, making her the fastest at packing.

On the other hand, Fan Wenran was huffing and puffing as she moved between the various pieces of furniture, like a cleaning lady, frantically collecting countless moments of "casually" putting things down.

More than ten minutes passed, and she had only tidied up half of it. She sat down wearily on the carpet by the bed.

"Sister Yan, how did you get here so fast? I'm exhausted, it's so hot!"

Yan Zhuoyu lay leisurely on her side on the bed, propping her head up with her elbow and looking at her: "Fan Wenran, can you explain to me that, logically speaking, your suitcase should have shrunk a bit due to your consumption of daily necessities these past few days?"

"How come your suitcase is getting more and more stuffy after you've been here for a few days? It's only half full and you can't even zip it up."

Fan Wenran casually grabbed a palm-leaf fan from his suitcase and fanned himself: "Hehe, who can resist the temptation of something so cheap and useful?"

"And this canned yellow peaches, a gift from Li Xumin. Eating them all by myself would exceed my calorie limit, so I'm taking some back for my mom to try. And the spiced pumpkin seeds from Sister Zhang..."

Yan Zhuoyu covered her ears and tapped the edge of the bed lightly: "Stop, stop."

"Hurry up and pack your things, or everyone will be all packed up and come to see your hidden treasure, hahaha."

Fan Wenran sighed helplessly, stood up like a little hamster, and diligently continued to work.

A slight vibration came from under the pillow. Yan Zhuoyu turned over and reached in, pulling out the custom-made phone.

These past few days, due to signal problems, she has relied entirely on this phone to stay in touch with Pei Weijin.

Pei Weijin just sent a text message: [I've come to Xin Nanshan with Fu Yuan and the others. We'll arrive in about two hours. I'll stay overnight and go home with you tomorrow.]

Yan Zhuoyu chuckled. What bad luck, she was about to leave.

She briefly recounted what had just happened to Pei Weijin and replied, "If you had come earlier, you might have been able to pick me up and take me home this afternoon."

As they were chatting, there was a sudden knock on the door. Fan Wenran, who was nearby, went to open it.

Yan Zhuoyu yawned. She had only been lying in bed for a while, so why was she feeling sleepy? She had gotten up later today than yesterday.

Pei Weijin replied quickly, his words filled with anxiety: "Keep your phone close to you. The signal is fine down the mountain. I've already called the police. Be careful on your own."

Yan Zhuoyu sent a yellow face emoji, and could vaguely hear Fan Wenran saying, "Sister Yan, Sister Liu said her gold bracelet is missing. I'll go next door to help her look for it. Call me anytime if you need anything."

"Okay, I'm a little sleepy, I'll go wash my face to refresh myself."

Yan Zhuoyu put her phone in her pocket, got up and walked towards the washroom.

Turn on the tap, and clear water gushed into the sink, but along with it came an unusual rustling sound.

Yan Zhuoyu's heart tightened, and she immediately turned off the tap, but the sound did not stop.

Until there was a loud crash, as if a partition somewhere had been violently pried open.

To meet the needs of some customers, the mirrors in hotel bathrooms are often arranged to face the mirrors next to the bed.

When she looked up at the mirror, her vision blurred, and she saw a dark figure crawling out from under the blanket that had been lifted up beside the bed.

Yan Zhuoyu reacted quickly, locking the bathroom door from the inside and then locking herself in the shower room, using a mop to prop the door shut.

A thought flashed through her mind: it wasn't physical drowsiness at all; there was something wrong with the lunchbox!

After thinking about it so much, I still couldn't rule out the boxed meals I'd been eating for a week.

Outside the door, the person was clearly surprised to find it locked from the inside. After hesitating for a moment, he tried to open it.

While shouting for help, Yan Zhuoyu urgently sent a message to Pei Weijin and triggered the SOS function on her phone.

A chilling laugh came from outside the door, followed by the click of a key being inserted into the lock.

Yan Zhuoyu pressed the mop tightly against the shower door, but ultimately could not resist the intense dizziness. Before fainting, she only caught a glimpse of the person's face.

It was the stranger I bumped into at the apartment earlier.

Chen Tianming was dressed the same as before, but compared to that day, his facial features appeared somewhat swollen and unnatural.

He first locked the room door to prevent others from entering, then dragged Yan Zhuoyu out of the shower room.

Halfway through, Chen Tianming muttered to the living room, "Hurry up and help! What are you standing there for?!"

With a nervous expression, Li Xumin helped Chen Tianming drag the man to the hidden storage room under the bed.

After Chen Tianming and Yan Zhuoyu entered the storage room, Li Xumin carefully restored the room to its original state.

The whole process took less than three minutes.

After dealing with all of this, Li Xumin quickly unlocked the door, walked to the wall that was blocked by the wine cabinet, and gently pushed it, revealing another hidden door.

Before leaving, he deliberately left a small gap, then hurriedly sent a message to the village chief: "Dad, it's done. Disperse that group gathered in the office, and bury all the things somewhere safe."

When Qiao Xinyun and her assistant arrived, the room was empty.

"Sister Yan, the internet is back on, it must be fixed."

Fan Wenran pushed open the door and entered, stunned: "Ah, Sister Qiao, you're all here. Where's Sister Yan?"

"She's not with you?" Qiao Xinyun had a bad feeling.

Fan Wenran was a little confused: "No, I just went next door to help Sister Liu find the gold bracelet. When I left, Sister Yan told me that I was a little sleepy and needed to wash my face to refresh myself."

After she finished speaking, she belatedly realized that something was wrong.

"Oh no, Sister Yan is missing. I'll go ask around to see if anyone else has seen her. People walking in the hallway should be able to see her, and there are security cameras too!"

The female bodyguard had noticed the obvious gap right next to the edge of the liquor cabinet. She moved the cabinet aside and tried to push against the wall, only to find it locked.

She calmly asked, "How long have you been gone?"

"Two and a half minutes, I didn't dare stay any longer," Fan Wenran replied.

The female bodyguard nodded and made a quick decision: "There isn't enough time for him to take an adult woman out."

"Qiao Xinyun, you guys go and have the others guard all the entrances and exits of the hotel. I'm going upstairs to call everyone together."

As Fan Wenran went outside, she realized what was happening and said, "No wonder Sister Liu didn't believe me when I complained about the poor soundproofing in our room..."