"Why did you bring me here?" I said.

My heart was scared and I felt more and more terrible. I thought that she would accidentally say the word "I" before every time she said the company, could she be a single person trafficker?

But why should the traffickers arrest me if they don’t catch the child? Could it be that they want a ransom to catch me?

But who can I ask for it from? The company or my parents?

I quickly said, "It's useless for you to kidnap me. I'm just a poor author. You can't ask my parents for much money, and you can't ask the company for money. I haven't updated it for half a year, and the company won't care about me at all."

"I care about you, of course... I care more about your works." Wusu said with a smile.

"Concern about me? My works?" I repeated.

"I have no other meaning to catch you here, I just want you to update the book as soon as possible. I know that you will write sixty-three stories and then finish this book. Now it has been written sixty-one, so I want you to complete the last two." Wusu said.

My heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Wu Su in front of me is a pervert who likes to read my books? Seeing that I haven't updated for half a year, I am now urging readers to update?

"You are here to urge the update, are you? Then there is no nanny tea company at all?" I said quickly.

"Of course not. I don't know your address. But in order to catch you and to see you, I spent 150,000 yuan to ask you to be the endorsement, and then I got your phone number. Then I arranged my place to live, and now you are mine. Let's finish writing quickly. I really want to read your story." Wusu said, and at this time he walked to the bed and leaned up.

I struggled, and the bed made a louder squeak.

Wu Su leaned against me and looked at me with her back and said, "The head still hurts a lot. I accidentally started to take action a little heavier."

"What do you want to do?" I said urgently.

"Your head must be very painful now, so we will write it tomorrow. Anyway, when the website finds that you are missing, we have time before letting the police come to the door." Wusu said weakly.

I looked at Wusu, and Wusu looked at me too.

I closed my eyes in fear, hoping that all this was fake.

But when I opened it again, I found that Wusu was right in front of me.

Wusu got closer and closer, and then stopped at a head away from me and stared at me like this.

I closed my eyes helplessly, hoping that all this could end soon.

I closed my eyes for too long and fell asleep again in a drowsy mood.

When I woke up, I found that I was still locked in the room with my hands and feet.

And Wusu actually slept beside me in a curl, and I immediately wanted to struggle and escape.

But after moving a little, the squeaking sound soon woke Wusu up.

Wusu stretched and looked at me and said, "You're awake."

"You..." I looked at Wusu who woke up and didn't dare to make any more noise.

This bed is simply a bug, an old-fashioned bed. I will make a sound if there is a little movement, and I will be heard when there is a sound.

As long as Wusu is still in the room, I will never have a chance to escape.

This is completely different from those kidnapped TV series, and it is impossible to not speak out.

Helplessly, I could only lie down and sigh.

"You look better than I thought. It would be great if I was that good." Wu Su said lightly and leaned forward again.

My mind was spinning rapidly, and what I saw should be a pervert.

Or it is a bit inappropriate to call it perverted, and I was thinking about the words in my mind.

An illegitimate meal?

One of the fans of artists and celebrities has an extreme style. They like to follow, peep, and sneak shots of celebrities' daily life, as well as undisclosed itineraries and work, harass their favorite stars, and influence their private lives.

At this moment, there was one in front of me, and what did I think of. To deal with such people, you should speak calmly and make the other party feel that you are not resistant. This way, you can make the other party relax and have more opportunities to escape.

"What's going on with your face?" I said awkwardly, my tone eased.

Wu Su was stunned and said, "When I was a child, my father burned it with a boiled water bottle, but it was fine. It just looked like this anyway, I had nothing to do."

Dad? Boil water bottle? Boil your face?

I was stunned and said, "Isn't it a boyish person?"

Wusu nodded his head, but said nothing.

"I'm sorry." I said quickly, remembering something.

"Why do you say sorry to me?" Wu Su said in confusion.

"Nothing." I thought of something. The earliest short story I once had. There were some short stories similar to parents who prefer boys over girls. I thought about the fact that Wu Su liked my works, which started at that time, right?

"Which story do you like the most about me?" I asked quickly.

""Little Match Selling Girls"" Wu Su said lightly.

My heart skipped a beat. The story of my parents favoring boys over girls was "The Little Match Selling Girls".

Seeing me dazed, Wusu touched my stomach and said, "Are you hungry? I'll go out to cook for you?"

Wusu got up and left the room, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

But I soon heard the sound of the range hood turning on, and with the noise I thought I could try to escape under the noise.

I tried to force myself not to make a sound, and wanted to untie the hemp rope little by little.

But the hemp rope was tied up very tightly, and my hands were red and purple.

My hands and feet were a little numb at this time, and I was helpless and gave up the violence to unlock it.

This is definitely not something that brute force can break free from. I was thinking about whether to take wisdom.
Chapter completed!