Heart Hunting Game: His Hot Sweet Wife

A slow cough sounded around his ears, igniting his thoughts, and before the old man could say anything, he himself couldn’t wait to say, “Where is she now, if you don’t let her go, I’m calling the police”

His tone was anxious, as if ants were hovering over a hot pan, wishing Sansa Ran were at his heels.

Old Zhang slowly, unhurriedly and gently murmured: “You do not rush, the matter of the police can slowly consider, I now need the money,” his tone was clearly paused for a moment.

Dean Lan heard the word money, the heart felt loose a big stone, the world’s easiest preparation out of nothing but possessions.

His eyes money and things are also a dirty thing, using improper means to obtain this, can be said that it is not worth.

Dirty is not an excessive word to impose on kidnappers.

“Okay, I’ll give it to you, how much do you want,” he said with a look of delight, wanting to scurry out of the phone screen immediately with the money.

Old Zhang hesitated, his tongue chattering straight in his teeth, as if how much money he would not be satisfied, wanting an endless supply of money to come to him.

Dean Lan has long been impatient, only thinking about her, simply do not care about other things: “Say, how much, I will give you,” he said as if he had a lot of money.

He was somewhat elated at the thought of saving her at any cost.

Old Zhang hesitated, the sound of the phone unknowingly forbade like, both sides fell into contemplation.

Dean Lan opened his mouth again, “How much do you want?”

He has no concept of money, a district kidnapper, maybe a small amount of small amounts to satisfy his appetite.

Old Zhang felt appetite, pinch a finger, think he is a rich family, want to extort him more: “How much money you have, I will take how much money, you can rest assured that the money to the natural safety of people”

Old Zhang looks like he has fallen into the eyes of money, imagining that he is playing in the pile of money.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Dean Lan somehow, a hot head, nothing to think, directly excited to slap the table: “Good, where are you, I take over to you”

He simply did not have the brain to think about the truthfulness of the man’s words on the phone at this time, all said love overwhelmed the mind, in fact, he was just like that.

Old Zhang pursed his rosy lips and a smile spread across his face: “The location will be at the lake, tomorrow afternoon”

He was thrilled to hear it and quickly wrote down the address, but when he wanted to say another word to Lao Zhang, the phone had already hung up.

He scratched his scalp, large dandruff fell down, it was clear that he had not bothered to keep his body clean for days for her.

He felt enlightened and relaxed at this time, and was eager to take a hot bath to satisfy himself so that he could have the energy to show up in front of her then.

Old Zhang deliberately chose an isolated place, a place little known, old Zhang also deliberately sent the location to him by cell phone.

Old Zhang hung up the phone, enigmatic smile looked askance at Sansa Ran.

She was a little confused, she stepped aside and heard his conversation with him clearly: “Why did you kidnap me”

Her eyes were tinged with hate and a bit of pity.

Old Zhang just a faint smile: “lack of money”

This faint statement made her suspicious, and she felt that this matter, could not be so simple.

But she felt that this very simple statement, again in the sense that the kidnapping reported on the news, is nothing more than for a district financial.

She was a little scared, she was afraid that he would really give all of his family fortune to this kidnapper, and she had a surge of hatred that made her want to just run away from here.

Old Zhang saw her as if she saw a treasure, eyes narrowed into a slit, so that she felt very unnatural, a cold back, the whole body backward a little.

“What are you staring at me for?” She looked at Zhang with a frightened face, fearing that he might do something against her.

Old Zhang’s look seemed to drift a bit, the whole heart was not in her body, like searching for something.

Her cheeks began to flush and she stammered and whispered, “Why are you staring at me?”

Her whole body is a cold feeling, this is an airtight room, but she will feel the sense of cold.

Her words pulled his thoughts back together, “What did you say”

Her words had disrupted his thoughts and his mind was now blank.

She plucked up her courage and repeated the words: “I said, why are you looking at me,” she felt as if old Zhang was actually not as bad as she thought.

Old Zhang smiled hard and slowly walked up to her as her nerves began to tighten: “What do you want to do to me?”

Hands and feet backward in succession, the man in front of him, as if he had a wonderful aura again, driving his own form.

Old Zhang stopped in front of his own body, his face somewhat amiable: “If you have the intention to escape, I will not go to hurt you”

She couldn’t quite believe that a kidnapper, who could say such things, could be said to be rare, but she came across it.

She looked him straight in the eye: “Even so, you might as well just let me go, what’s this money worth” A wave of hatred emanated from her throat.

She followed Dean Lan with the common idea that money is a dirty thing and she felt like she was in an unclean environment, all adapted to it.

It is said that if you are used to being in a place you are familiar with, you will naturally get used to it. She did not like this place full of filth, but the kidnapper was familiar with the smell of the place.

The overwhelming stench of garbage swirled around her nose, but she couldn’t sneeze, it was unbearable.

Then look at the person living here in front of her, but it is the norm, but in her mind, it is also part of the normal phenomenon, not at all false to think more.

Old Zhang turned his back, and is not willing to give him redundant words: “My words have been very clear with you, you believe it or not is your problem”

These days, saying the truth may not be believed, he also felt helpless, rather than wasting his breath might as well extort one more.

She was a little angry, very much want to break free of the thick twine, twine pressure on their hands raw pain, has left a light red mark.

Old Zhang wanted to leave on foot, but she called out, “Where are you going”

Her voice penetrated his back, and she felt her voice much louder in the space, and secretly regretted it.

Old Zhang just paused his footsteps for a second, then continued walking and opened the door: “You take care of yourself”

With the sound of footsteps fading away, “bam” the sound of closing the door is also like thunder in the ears.

The eerie atmosphere made her feel backward, her body couldn’t help but shrink, she even wanted to call out to that cold door, but soon, the thought was swallowed by him.