After My Sick Husband Feigned Death, I Turned Wild

The batch of goods has been returned to Gui Dingbang, and Jiang Yi has arranged the personnel to give him a surprise when he leaves the country. Although she returned the things to him, there was no guarantee that he would be brought back safely.

If something happened on the road, it had nothing to do with her.

"I'm ready to go back, and I told Song Rao to go back tomorrow. If he doesn't see me tomorrow, he will probably make trouble."

"Could he be any good?" Wen Xuan said contemptuously, "If my boyfriend was that clingy, he would have broken up long ago. I hate the kind of man who takes care of everything the most."

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows and asked her in a leisurely manner, "If it's someone you like very much, would you let him take care of it?"

She suddenly didn't speak, she held a glass of wine with her long, soft fingers and took sip after sip.

Do you like someone?

Wen Xuan couldn't help but think of the figure of that beautiful and clean boy who jumped down from a ten thousand-foot-tall building. This picture once became her nightmare when she woke up at midnight, and that experience shattered all her love fantasies.

"I won't like anyone anymore." Her voice was slightly hoarse, "Who else can someone like me like." And the person she wanted to take care of most died in that purgatory. In order to save her, she died in that purgatory.

Jiang Yi remembered that when he first met Wen Xuan, she was covered with traces of abuse and humiliation, only that face was clean and beautiful like a calamity.

Those who hunted her down were the largest human trafficking organization in country T.

Jiang Yi didn't know why he wanted to save her. Perhaps she dragged her broken body and rushed towards those people madly. She knew that she would hit the stone with an egg, but she was still unwilling.

After saving Wen Xuan, the only thing she asked Jiang Yi to do was to help a person collect the body. It might not even be called a corpse, it was beyond recognition, it fell into a puddle of flesh, and it was completely impossible to tell what kind of person it was.

Jiang Yi never asked about Wen Xuan's past. Although she could guess some things, out of respect for Wen Xuan, she would not take the initiative to ask.

There are many Chinese among the underground forces in Southeast Asia. But these Chinese people can appear in this chaotic place, and many of them will not have good memories.

"Then I booked a ticket, let's go back together?" Jiang Yi asked Wen Xuan.

She was about to nod her head when the phone rang suddenly.

Seeing that the caller ID was an unfamiliar number, Wen Xuan hesitated for a moment before connecting. Because she and Jiang Yi have a special status here, they usually don't answer unfamiliar calls.

She didn't know why, she just got connected.

On the other end of the phone, there was a weak voice of a young man, "Sister, can you help me?"

Wen Xuan's face changed greatly, "Jiang Jingbai? Where are you!"

Hearing Wen Xuan's nervous tone, Jiang Yi turned to look at her in surprise.

There was no response from Jiang Jingbai, only the sound of his rapid breathing.

After a while, the phone hung up.

Wen Xuan hurriedly took her mobile phone and ran to the study room upstairs, where all kinds of equipment were complete, and she quickly locked the location of the phone number just now.

"Why is Jiang Jingbai in country T?"

When Jiang Yi walked into the study, he heard this sentence. Thinking of the relationship between her silly brother and Jiang Jingbai, she said, "Where is it? Let's go and see what's going on."

"It's in Bangkok." Wen Xuan's tone paused for a while, and then pronounced heavily, "Patpong Lane."

Jiang Yi's eyes widened in shock, "Fuck me? This is the biggest red light district in Bangkok. Did that kid come to prostitute, or was he sold!"

"The positioning is still changing, I've followed it, let's save people first!"

Wen Xuan put a special watch on his hand and went out quickly.