391 The Person She Trusted The Most Was Fu Sinian
Liu Yiming turned and walked over. He picked a song.
The title of the song was “The First Encounter.”
Someone moved the song to the top of the queue. Liu Yiming sang with the microphone.
Buddha said that five hundred glances in a previous life could only be exchanged for a shoulder rub in this life.
I said that I had engraved you in my mind a thousand years ago.
As soon as these two lines were sung, they were greeted with cheers.
Shi Qian looked up at Liu Yiming. He was especially gentle today.
Like an affectionate prince.
Liu Yiming happened to look in Shi Qian’s direction and their eyes met.
Shi Qian suddenly felt dizzy. She quickly raised her hand and rubbed her temples.
What was wrong with her today?
Could it be that she was a little drunk after just one bottle?
Her alcohol tolerance was not that bad!
After a while, she still didn’t feel better. Instead, her cheeks were getting hotter. She got up and headed for the bathroom.
She pulled the door but it wouldn’t open.
“Miss Shi Qian, the waiter just told me that this bathroom suddenly broke down. There’s another one outside,” Manager Lin said from behind Shi Qian.
“Oh, then I’ll go outside.” Shi Qian turned and walked out.
As soon as she walked out, Manager Lin took out his phone and sent a message.
Shi Qian swayed as she walked out. The floor felt uneven. It was a deep and shallow step. She could barely hold on to the wall to steady herself.
She didn’t look drunk now, did she?
Suddenly, a figure quickly appeared behind her.
Shi Qian was about to speak when a large hand covered her mouth to stop her from making any sound and dragged her towards the private room in front.
Shi Qian struggled with all her might, but she still couldn’t break free from the other party’s control. She immediately kicked one of the shoes off.
The private room next door was empty. He opened another door and faced an elevator.
Shi Qian was helplessly dragged into the elevator.
In the elevator mirror, she saw that her captor was a tall figure. He was dressed in black and wore a hat and mask. His face was impossible to see.
The man remained silent. Shi Qian was terrified. Her mind raced as she tried to think of a way to escape.
While the man wasn’t paying attention, she secretly reached into her pocket and unlocked her phone.
Who was she going to call?
Should he call the police?
The elevator door opened and the man dragged Shi Qian out.
Shi Qian’s other shoe was kicked off. She struggled with all her strength.
Infuriated by her movements, the man let go of one hand and punched her in the stomach.
Shi Qian’s vision darkened with pain. She no longer had the strength to struggle.
The man dragged her to a door.
Shi Qian immediately looked like she was about to vomit before the man let go of her.
Shi Qian fell to the ground in a sorry state.
The man did not seem as anxious as before to see if Shi Qian would vomit. Seeing that Shi Qian did not shout for help or have any intention of escaping, he stood there and looked down at her.
Seeing that this method was effective, Shi Qian immediately made an even stronger vomiting gesture. She had already secretly taken out her phone. While the man was not paying attention, she pressed the dial button.
She had only pressed three numbers when Fu Sinian’s number popped up. Without hesitation, she dialed it.
Call Fu Sinian!
The thought was instinctive.
Faced with the fear of the unknown, the person she trusted was actually Fu Sinian.
Fu Sinian was sitting in the car looking at the neon lights outside the car window.
He did not say where he was going. Jiang Feng made the decision himself and drove the car to the club where Shi Qian was.
Who knew what Young Master Fu was thinking at this moment?