The corner of the dark room suddenly lit up. Shen Mengxin's eyes widened in fright, and found that it was her mobile phone along the bright light. Maybe it was the kidnapper who accidentally dropped her in the corner when he brought her in.

Shen Mengxin's feet are a little soft. She climbs to pick up her mobile phone. The first reaction was to call Zhao Jianpeng, but as in the daytime, no matter how many times Shen Mengxin called, no one answered. By the time of the last time, Shen Mengxin had no face to cry. She didn't understand how they could become like this.

"Jianpeng, don't you really...