Chapter 231: Chapter 231, a strange place

Author: Joe Mai MACHINE TRANSLATION

Mu Ru did not know how long the car would take because Leng Leiting did not feel much pain when he hit her on the head. However, after she got into the car, the bag on her head started to hurt.

Working at the flower market these few days was very tiring. Two days ago, she stayed in a small hotel and could not sleep well in the basement. Last night, she moved to the staff dormitory and could not sleep because it was someone else’s bed. However, today, because she was busy, she did not even have a few bites of lunch At night, she moved two pots of Phalaenopsis.

The most unfortunate thing was that she actually met Xi Muxue’s creditor who forced her to pay back the money!

She was tired, hungry, and in pain. She was also covered by a black cloth bag, so she fell asleep in her daze. She did not even know how long the car had been driving for.

She woke up when she was carried and thrown to the ground. She was in so much pain that she wanted to scream. Only then did she realize that there was still a towel stuffed in her mouth. With the sound of the door closing, she immediately knew that she had been thrown somewhere.

Fortunately, those people did not tie her hands and feet. Perhaps they were certain that she did not have the ability to escape, so she immediately used her own hands to pull the black cloth bag that was covering her head.

Fortunately, it was not difficult. Although there was a rope tied to the back of her neck and a dead knot tied to the back of her head, she still fumbled around and slowly untied the Dead Knot. She took off the black cloth bag and pulled out a towel that was stuffed in her mouth.

However, she soon discovered that the situation of taking off the black cloth bag was similar to not taking off the black cloth bag because everything before her eyes was pitch-black.

Her Eyes blinked a few times, and it took her a few minutes to get used to it. The room was pitch-black and cold, and at the same time, it was dark and damp. She did not know if the room was built in the basement or in some wild mountain.

It was very cold. The clothes inside were soaked with sweat because of the flowers. Now, who knew how many hours had passed. The sweat-soaked clothes had been sticking to her body inside, so cold that her whole body trembled.

The 29th day of the 12th lunar month, the end of the year, met with rain again, so the winter at Binhai was also cold. Mu Ru tried her best to stabilize her trembling body. Her feet were very numb because she had not exercised for too long and curled up in the car She almost could not take a step.

She had no choice but to sit down in the dark. The cold floor was so cold that her already shivering body could not help but curl up, trying to preserve the last bit of warmth in her body.

Finally, after her eyes adapted to the darkness in the room, she gradually realized that there was actually not a single ray of light. This was because there was a small window in the room that was probably used for ventilation, and there was starlight shining through that window Although it was extremely weak, it was still better than no light at all.

With the help of the weak starlight, she slowly moved her head to observe the dark, damp, and cold room. It turned out that the room was empty except for her.

No, it was not really empty. With the help of the weak starlight, she found a few old newspapers piled in a corner of the room. She did not know when the newspapers were from, and even more so, she did not know how the newspapers came here.

She did not think too much about it. She just crawled over to the few newspapers with trembling hands and shook them open. Then, she fumbled with her hands and stuffed the newspapers into her back, separating the foundation that was already soaked with sweat She thought that as long as the wet clothes didn’t stick to her body, it shouldn’t be so cold.

However, it was still cold. The newspapers had been here for God knows how long. They were dry and hard. It was like stuffing a piece of wood into her clothes. It was painful to cut them.