, you can only eat one at a time, otherwise, if you eat too much, you won't be able to run," Fu Yan spoke softly and patiently. Sunlight bathed her, giving her a halo of light, beautiful to an almost...Qin Heng lightly knocked on the door a few times.

After a while, a woman's voice came from inside: "Come in."

Pushing the door open, the room was dimly lit. Fu Yan sat on the sofa, as if she had been doing so for a long time.

Qin Heng couldn't help but frown, and he closed the door with his backhand, walked over, and pulled open the curtains a little. The sunlight immediately streamed in, making the room brighter.

He feigned a relaxed tone, "Why not go for a walk"

Fu Yan held her knees to her chest, raised her head, and squinted in the glare of the sun. Qin Heng felt as if he were seeing things, for a moment believing she was crying.

"Doctor Qin, could you lend me your phone"

Qin Heng's heart wasn't feeling well. He was used to Fu Yan calling him "Doctor Qin," but suddenly being called "Dr. Qin" felt different. It wasn't just a matter of getting used to it, it was a whole-body discomfort, a heaviness in his chest.

Most importantly—

"I'm sorry, Fu Yan, Aze hopes you get some rest."

The implication is that you can't lend her your phone anymore.

She nodded silently, “I just wanted to let you know I'm safe.”

Qin Heng looked at her, feeling a mixture of emotions. "Cao Fang has already informed Ji Lin. He knows you're by Azheng's side, and besides, you are absolutely safe by his side. No one would hurt you."

"Would you want this kind of safety that comes without freedom"

Qin Heng was taken aback.

Fu Yan took a deep breath, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.”

"It's alright," Qin Heng sat on the single sofa beside her, "You hate Aze's cruelty, I'm his brother, being implicated is normal. It's just that since things have come to this, you should calm down and take good care of yourself."

"Doctor Qin, I've always felt that you are different from other aristocratic children. You are upright, kind, and not like someone who would help the wicked."

Qin Heng knew she was attempting to turn him against others. He said, unfazed, “You can know a person by their face, but not their heart. I am not as good as you think.”

Fu Yan lightly chuckled, "Trying to resist my persuasion by putting yourself down"

Her tone and demeanor finally relaxed, becoming lively again. Qin Heng let out a sigh of relief in his heart; he was truly afraid that Fu Yan would become depressed.

“I'm just telling the truth. Some people can’t be judged by their appearances. For example, me, you think I'm kind because you haven't seen me fight and beat someone up so badly they were crawling around looking for teeth. Take Azheng too, you think he's cold and unfeeling, but he's actually warm-hearted on the inside; he just doesn't have a way with words...”

You don't have to speak for him, I know what he's like.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have liked him for so many years.

But now he's going to imprison her.

Qin Heng can definitely not speak up here, she needs to find another way to contact the outside world and leave this place.

......

In a dimly lit private room of a luxurious club, two blond-haired beauties with piercing blue eyes sat kneeling beside a sofa, puffing on cigars in their short suspender skirts. Their hems were dangerously high, almost reaching their thighs, hinting at an alluring and suggestive temptation.

Kevin raised his glass, "Mr. Huo, welcome to Zurich."

Ho Mingzheng clinked glasses with him, "Thank you."ing霜's face turned ashen. As she helped Fu Yan stand up, she naturally saw the marks on her neck—they were kiss marks, impossible to fake.She suddenly felt blood rushing to her face, "You're out of yo...