"Hey..." Qu Yan still wanted to stay, but at this time, Xu Xiaoya had already got into her car quickly and drove away.

She could only lower her head, glanced at the message that she had sent on her phone, and found that Xu Xiaoya had sent this sentence to Di Chongyun:

"I'm sick, now I'm in Gaoan Apartment 18-8, help me."

Sure enough, it wasn't too much content, but how did she know that Di Chongyun would go to that place after reading this message?

For a time, Qu Yan's heart was also a little complicated.

At the same time, Di Chongyun had also received the message.

"Heh." He saw the contents of the phone, and suddenly hooked the corner of his mouth.

That woman Qu Yan, who looked so upright before, suddenly texted him now?

Although a trace of contempt flashed in his heart, he had to say that her text messages made him feel better.

In addition, she said that she herself was sick, and the sick woman was already vulnerable. This kind of thing is still reasonable.

So he turned his head, glanced at Pei Zhilan who had been tortured by him for two days, put down the whip in his hand, and said to her:

"Forget it, I'm in a better mood, go away, in this life, never show up in front of me again."

With that, he took out the knife and cut the rope tied to her.

"Yes." Pei Zhilan shrank and stood up and said humblely with tears.

She didn't expect that the boy who was so kind to herself when he was young would now turn into such a cruel and hard-hearted appearance.

Moreover, he even shot her, and he no longer had any scruples.

Such Di Chongyun is really terrible.

At this time, she also began to regret, regretting why she provoke such a man when she was young.

This time, her face, I don’t know, can it get better...

When she thought of this, her heart was suddenly filled with despair.

She escaped from Di Chongyun's apartment, and for a while, she didn't know where the sky was big and where she should go.

At this time, Di Chongyun had packed his things, got up, and headed to Gao'an Apartment.

When he arrived at the place, he found that the door was unlocked just as he was about to ring the doorbell. After pushing it open slightly, he could see the light shining from behind the door.

He entered the room, closed the door smoothly, and then continued walking inside.

There was a small light on in the living room, but the corridor on the other side of the bedroom was completely dark.

"Qu Yan?" Thinking of the text messages before, he suddenly became a little worried, so he called out.

"Uh..." There seemed to be a low moan from a room in the darkness.

He quickly walked over, but when he opened the door, he was soaked in a pot of wine.

"Ah! What's the matter!" he exclaimed angrily.

At this time, Xu Xiaoya's sharp laughter sounded behind him.

"Hahahaha, Di Chongyun, I know you can only use your lower body to think, and a random text will ask you over, Di Shao, you are too foolish."

Xu Xiaoya smiled sharply.

Di Chongyun touched the switch on the wall and turned on the light in the room. Only then did he see Xu Xiaoya who was smiling happily.

"You!" He was so angry that he would choke her neck when he stepped forward.

However, Xu Xiaoya shrank back flexibly, then took out a lighter and threatened with a smile.

"Di Shao, you are all inflammable with alcohol, don't get too close to me who is on fire."

Di Chongyun looked at the lighter in her hand, and his expression immediately changed.

He knew that Xu Xiaoya, a mad woman, likes to play for real.