"Hello?"
"Xiao Yun, is that you? It's Dad! They sent me to this horrible place. Hurry... hurry and get me out!"
Hearing the man's frantic, incoherent voice over the phone, Shen Yun knitted his brows tightly, his face full of disgust.
"Did you give me up when they caught you?"
The frantic voice on the other end faltered, then began shouting again.
"No, no! Of course not! I didn't give you up, Xiao Yun! Hurry and get me out of here. They're terrifying. They're trying to kill me!"
Having heard what he wanted, Shen Yun hung up without hesitation.
"What? I never imagined you were so heartless. You won't even help your own father?"
The man beside him wrapped an arm around his waist, and Shen Yun melted into him.
"Zimu... let's not spoil the mood with that. Every moment of a night like this is worth its weight in gold..."
He lifted his head to offer his lips, but Meng Zimu turned his head slightly aside. The smile in his eyes held no warmth.
He gripped Shen Yun's neck with one hand and gradually tightened his hold. Only when Shen Yun began struggling to breathe did he mercifully let go.
"Turn around."
Humiliation filled Shen Yun's eyes, but he obediently turned his back.
Meng Zimu's hand clamped around his chin, and the voice at his ear was cold and vicious.
"You'd better pray this plan works... otherwise..."
He nuzzled the man's palm ingratiatingly, burying his hatred deep inside.
His gesture seemed to please the man, earning him a trace of tenderness at last.
Jiang Ze met up with Mu Shaoxuan and his companion alongside Meng Zhiyuan, and the group drove toward the hot spring resort in two Jeeps.
It was nearly evening when they arrived. The resort