“Bang”, the door was slammed closed with great force, which even made the door frame shattering for a long time.
Without the light coming out of the house, it was extremely dark outside.
Mo Yixuan was stunned at the door. In front of him, there was only a closed old wooden door. He reached out his hand, intending to knock at the door again, but at this time, Wang Zhi pulled his sleeve.
“Come on, Mr. Mo, let’s go first. It’s very late now. Besides, I do not know whether Chen Jiahang has practiced martial arts or something else. He is quite good at fighting. The two of us can’t beat him. You need to find someone and then come back.”
Wang Zhi reminded him. He remembered that Chen Jiahang was indeed good at fighting. In the past, when their village had a conflict with the village nearby, Chen Jiahang himself could beat seven or eight people down.
Since then, no one in the village dared to fight with Chen Jiahang.
Mo Yixuan was still staring at the closed door. He pressed his lips painfully and could only smash hard on the door frame.
He turned around and looked into the dark night. The kind of darkness was just like what he had experienced over the years.
He did not respond to Wang Zhi, simply walking back.
Wang Zhi quickly turned on his flashlight and followed him.
“Mr. Mo, you can stay in my house tonight. Although my house is shabby, it’s indeed warm.”
Wang Zhi said as he held his arms tightly. It was quite cold at night, worsened by the wind blowing eastward, making it even chillier on people.
Striding forward, Mo Yixuan turned his head and cast a look at Wang Zhi with a slight contempt. He, however, did not refuse the short and greedy man. In this desolate small village, there was no hotel, no motel, no place for him to spend the night.
Besides, he had to live in a family. He had to stay here until Yanyan was willing to go back to Ye City with him.
He did not believe that Yanyan would remain as indifferent as she was just now. She must have some untold bitterness, and he must take her back.
“Do you know when Yanyan, Chen Yan, came to your village?” Mo Yixuan asked Wang Zhi beside him, whose voice was full of doubts.
He still could not understand why Yanyan appeared in such a remote place with her name changed and lived with a mute.
“She…” Wang Zhi touched his bald head and thought for a while, “She came to our village the year before last, no, three years ago, she was abducted…”
Wang Zhi paused. Realizing that he had said something he shouldn’t say, he quickly covered his mouth.
Mo Yixuan, however, had found out something was wrong with him. He did hear the word “abducted” clearly.
“Was she abducted by a trafficker?” Mo Yixuan suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Wang Zhi with great disbelief.
That shock was no less than when he learned that she was still alive.
If she was really abducted by traffickers, he would kill those bad guys.
Wang Zhi put his hand on his forehead, where a layer of cold sweat had already come out. He indeed had a big mouth. What did he say just now?
Damn it. Wang Zhi cursed himself severely in his heart.
Chen Jiahang’s wife was bought, and so was his. If this was exposed, they would be imprisoned.
Wang Zhi regretted a lot on what he had just said, but it was too late anyway.
Back in the car, he put on an awkward smile, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and asked, “What do you do, Mr. Mo?”