Chapter 343 Xu Yue's whereabouts

"Huo Jiu."

Song Yaoya got in the car and didn't let Huo Jiu drive the first time, but suddenly made a noise.

"Yes, what is Miss Song's order?"

Huo Jiu put his hands on the steering wheel and turned his head.

"Xu Yue is with you?"

Not in doubt, but sure.

This person has always been smart. Since the husband sent him to Miss Song, this young girl has repeatedly refreshed her knowledge.

Huo Jiu grinned, he didn't often smile, and his smile was dark and temperatureless.

"Miss Song, do you know?"

Song Yaoya rolled his eyes and pointed out the window, "What do you think of that person who keeps asking me about someone?"

"cough……"

"Miss Song, do you want to go and see?"

Song Yao nodded, the answer is self-evident.

"Tick, tick, tick..."

The dark underground passage is covered with smooth black stone slabs. The air was filled with a cold and decadent smell, and the cold wind was blowing from all directions, like something lying on your back, blowing into your ears.

"Slip on the ground, Miss Song beware."

Huo Jiu took the flashlight and led the way.

Song Yaoya turned his head and looked at the surroundings. The pale light could illuminate very little. The black and faintly in front, like a giant beast with its mouth open, swallowed the light of the flashlight.

She nodded, and the little leather shoes stepped on the black slate, making a crisp sound of ‘Da, Da, Da’.

"Wow!"

The iron chain dragged on the ground and rang suddenly in a quiet space, particularly harsh.

Song Yaoya frowned.

The young man in front of him has straight facial features, his lips are red and his teeth are white. He is holding a flashlight, turning his head and smiling at Song Wei.

"Miss Song, here it is."

"Who? Who is outside?"

"Let me out!! Oh, let me out... I know I was wrong..."

The voice was rough and hoarse, and the chain shook more frequently.

"Wow, wow..."

Song Yaoya stepped over.

Huo Jiu pressed a button on the iron door, and the door split into two, and the outer iron plate opened outwards, exposing the iron railing inside.

Like a prison!

Song Yaoya frowned and walked over.

"It's you--?"

Xu Yue was still wearing the short skirt that was used when she was sent to deal with her that day. At this time, she was already wrinkled and unkempt. There were dark and lacquer things on her face, the mascara melted away and all stuck to her face, her hair messed up like a chicken coop.

When she looked at Song Yaoyao, there was no resentment in her eyes, only deep fear and pleading.

"Song Yaoya...no! Miss Song, I beg you to forgive me! I really know that I was wrong, please let me go home, I miss mom and dad! I didn't want to take your luo pictures originally! Yes, it is Song Jingwan! Your sister told me to do this!"

No wonder--

Song Yao's lips curled, Song Jingwan was so anxious to track down Xu Yue's whereabouts, was she afraid that Xu Yue would shake her affairs out?

She is not a good person in the true sense, even if Xu Yue is already so miserable in front of her.

If she is really powerless, then maybe she has died in the alley that night. Or being insulted by those men, and leaving shameful videos to be watched again and again.

Therefore, even if Xu Yue died in front of her, Song Yaoya would not pity her!

"have a look at this."

She called up her phone and opened Weibo.

Song Jingwan also has tens of thousands of fans on Weibo. She wanted to enter the entertainment circle from the beginning, and she had been running Weibo with a purpose for a long time. There were hundreds of comments under each Weibo.

Sorry everyone, I am late. I arrived at my hometown at 12 o’clock last night. I woke up early in the morning to clean up and visited the elderly. When I came back, I found that the family hadn’t lived in the house for a year. The network cable was broken... I hurriedly called the master to fix it. The day was really ups and downs. Fu Fu Fu

(End of this chapter)