He was put on the car by Fu Zhiyu and forced to fasten his seat belt. Then he got on the car and locked the door. Fu Zhiyu drove to the car.

All the way, Fu Zhimei's face was frosty. When the hotel came out, he wore the hotel's bathrobe and his cell phone and bag were not on his body. He couldn't call Grandma for help.

Watching Fu Zhiyue anxiously, he was afraid of what he would do later. He touched his stomach and comforted himself from his heart.

The car finally stopped and looked around at the familiar surroundings. It was Fu Zhiyu's apartment. I thought I would...