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In the dimly lit room, a thin figure curled up in the corner, weak light streamed in through the narrow window on the wall.
Disheveled and with a pale face devoid of color, she slowly lifted her head, panic-stricken as she looked around, her pupils dilated in terror.
She quickly checked herself with her hands; her clothes were intact, but her phone was missing. Looking up, she saw her two phones lying quietly on the ground a few meters away.
Feeling the damp floor with her hands, Autumn Wind barely managed to prop herself up. She lifted her leg to reach for her phone but fell heavily back to the ground.
The chains locked around her ankles clanked loudly as she moved; her feet were shackled by chains as thick as a cup's rim.
She fell hard onto the floor, nearly shattering her knees. The palms of her hands burned with pain from the impact, and tears streamed down her face as she looked at the phones lying silently on the ground.
Vaguely, she remembered sitting at the back of a bus. The swaying motion of the vehicle had quickly lulled her into a daze, and when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in this dark room.
Struggling to get up, she hopelessly curled back into the corner, glancing at her phones from time to time, hoping they would light up.
A dull ache began to throb in her head, and her stomach grumbled loudly.
Using the faint light, Autumn Wind reached down to rub her ankle and looked around. To her surprise, there was a cardboard box in front of her. She stretched out her hand just enough to reach it, pulling it closer and opening it to find it filled with products related to y().
At the bottom was a folder. When she opened it, it was filled with clippings about y(), including reports about herself and Huang Zihe’s scandals. However, without exception, all of Autumn Wind's photos had been viciously slashed with a knife.
Autumn Wind immediately understood that this was what was referred to as "the fans' crazy retaliation." Seeing the jagged cuts across her face in the photos made the worst possible outcome flash before Autumn Wind's eyes.
The folder slipped from her hands as she stood up in panic and shouted for help, "Is anyone there? Help me!"
She tried to take a few steps forward but was immobilized by the chains. Despite repeatedly calling for help,
Autumn Wind's voice gradually weakened and became hoarse until she could no longer make a sound.
Where am I? I don’t want to die here. She reached out to touch her smooth skin; a chill ran down her back.
Outside the window, light gradually faded away, and the dim room turned completely dark.
Autumn Wind curled up, her face buried deep in her knees, her delicate body trembling and shivering continuously, despair slowly enveloping Autumn Wind like the dark curtain that was gradually descending. The phone nearby finally fell completely into darkness.
No one knows I'm trapped here! I don't want to die like this; I still have so much to do...
Autumn Wind could no longer suppress her cries and began to sob loudly, the mournful sound echoing more intensely in the confined space.
With a loud "bang," the door was pushed open, and a sliver of light mixed with the cold wind entered. Autumn Wind instinctively stopped crying.
In the next moment, there was a "snap" as the light turned on. A woman dressed in black entered through the door. Her long hair flowed down, and large sunglasses covered her eyes, while a black mask printed with a skull pattern concealed her mouth, leaving only her pierced nostrils exposed.
Seeing tears on Autumn Wind's face, she let out a cold laugh through her nose. "You’re not crying anymore, are you? Are you that scared?"
Autumn Wind's tears suddenly stopped as she raised her head to look at the woman, trembling slightly as she softly asked, "Did you bring me here?"
The woman said nothing; her eyes hidden behind sunglasses made it impossible to see her expression. She tilted her head slightly and noticed a folder lying on the ground. With a swift step forward, she picked it up. As she got closest to Autumn Wind, Autumn Wind heard a muffled, angry growl from behind the mask.
Before Autumn Wind could react, a slap landed on her face, stinging sharply. She fell sideways to the ground and touched the corner of her mouth, only to find blood flowing out exaggeratedly.
Despite her anger, she maintained her composure. After a slight gasp, Autumn Wind quietly asked, "Are you a fan of y()?" She didn't want to provoke this unknown woman.
The calmness in Autumn Wind's voice surprised the woman slightly; her tone shifted from noisy to bewildered. "Aren't you scared?"
"If you're a fan of y(), then I'm not scared!" Autumn Wind whispered in response, trying to push herself up with both hands but collapsing back down due to weakness.
"I'm not a fan of y()!" the woman replied coldly as she kicked aside the cardboard box in front of Autumn Wind, leaning down to cautiously place the folder inside.
She couldn't possibly be a fan of y(); Autumn Wind didn't believe it.
"But I am a fan of Huang Zihe!" The woman stood at a distance where Autumn Wind couldn't reach, saying coldly.
This statement shattered Autumn Wind's deliberately maintained calmness. Sweat beads formed on her forehead; the only connection she had with y() was Huang Zihe. Judging by this woman's tone, it was clear that she would not let me off easily!
"You called me here, what do you want me to do?" Autumn Wind cautiously watched her wording.
The woman remained silent, instead pulling out a phone from her pocket. The camera on the back lit up, staring directly at Autumn Wind.
Autumn Wind knew she was recording and widened his eyes at the camera. She must be planning to use the footage to blackmail someone—Qiu Ruolan? Liu Jian? Or Huang Zihe? No matter who it was, he had to reveal something.
Clearing his throat in front of the camera, he feigned innocence, "Sister, are you filming me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman stopped recording. Without a word, she turned and walked toward the door but then turned back, heading straight for Autumn Wind. He instinctively shrank his neck in fear of being hit again.
However, the woman stopped not far away in front of the phone, sneering slightly. "Young Lady is different; such an expensive phone actually has two..." She weighed one in her hand as if recalling something, then put one phone into her pocket and tossed the other into a cardboard box.
With a loud bang, she slammed the door shut again, and the sound of her high heels gradually faded away.
Autumn Wind fell into deep thought once more. Just as the woman opened the door moments ago, he noticed that it was brightly lit outside; this place should not be remote at all. The woman did not take the phone that Qiu Hai had prepared for him but instead took the one he often used, indicating that she must have observed him for a long time.
As a fan of Huang Zihe, she must have been looking for Huang Zihe's number. In that case, she would definitely contact Huang Zihe first.
I hope Huang Zihe knows about my disappearance...
He silently prayed in his heart but still couldn't understand—could there really be such crazy fans in this world?
Qiu Hai drove back to the villa and parked his car at the entrance of Autumn Wind's family courtyard, quietly observing the situation inside the villa.
Old Cheng returned from outside and saw Qiu Hai's car. He softly asked, "Young Master, are you here..."
Qiu Hai rolled down the car window and twitched his lips slightly. "It's nothing; you can go back now!"
"Yes!" Old Cheng stepped back but then returned after a few steps. "Young Master, that sister is coming over for dinner tonight; should you prepare something?"
Jolie was coming for dinner; his frown deepened. "How come I didn't know..." As he spoke, he vaguely remembered that Old Cheng had indeed told him this when he left home in the morning. He immediately changed his words, "I have something to do today; let's postpone it!"
Old Cheng showed a troubled expression, pondering something, but ultimately swallowed his words and left with his head down.
As night gradually fell, sounds finally emerged from the villa. First, there was the sharp sound of fish, followed by the figures of Ahe, Ah Wei, and Uncle Liu rushing toward the garage. Autumn Wind really hadn't returned home?
At that moment, Qiu Hai's phone rang, and Qiu Ruolan's sharp voice came from the other end, "Where are you right now? Is Autumn Wind with you?" Her tone was urgent yet panicked.
"No!" Qiu Hai was certain that something had happened to Autumn Wind, his heart tightening. He paused, cleared his throat, and prepared to speak again.
Qiu Ruolan's yelling voice rang out again, "No such thing! Someone saw Autumn Wind leave in your car. Where are you? Hurry up and hand over Autumn Wind!"
Her words angered Qiu Hai, and displeasure appeared on his calm face as he replied in a lower tone, "I don't know where she is! I'm looking for her too..."
"You're looking for her?" Qiu Ruolan scoffed, disdain evident in her voice. "Considering you and Qiu Mowen are friends, I warn you not to have any ideas about Autumn Wind. She is from a different world than you!"
Qiu Ruolan's words completely ignited Qiu Hai's emotions. "Don't speak for Qiu Mowen. He's already dead! Don't use a dead person's words to trap Autumn Wind!"
On the other end of the line, there was a loud crash as a glass fell to the ground. Qiu Ruolan's anger peaked as she screamed frantically, "You think just because you're the chairman of hk now, you can talk nonsense? You and Qiu Mowen have been friends for over ten years, and yet you say such things..."
However, Qiu Ruolan's outburst stopped Qiu Hai's anger. He suddenly remembered that she had called to find Autumn Wind, so he cleared his throat and interrupted her, "Sister Sally, let's not argue. Let's focus on finding Autumn Wind!"
His words awakened Qiu Ruolan. She pressed her hand against her chest and regained her composure after a moment. "You really don't know where Autumn Wind is?"
Qiu Hai recounted what had happened after he took Autumn Wind away. "She wanted to take the bus back by herself. I waited at the bus stop for two hours but didn't see her. I think... something might have happened!"
A low sigh came from Qiu Ruolan's end. "You're talking nonsense..."
"I'm at the villa entrance now. Come back so we can discuss this!" Qiu Hai hung up the phone.
Uncle Liu drove Ahe, Ah Wei to the entrance and honked when he saw that Qiu Hai's car was blocking the way.
Qiu Hai jumped out of the car and waved to the three of them. "Go back; Sister Sally will be back soon..." With that, he walked straight into the villa.
Uncle Liu's car stopped at the gate of the courtyard. He stood up and looked around. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Qiu Hai walking in, taking a few steps back with a guilty expression. "Qiu, Qiu Dong, what brings you here?"
Fish was holding Oke, quickly stepping back, her expression resembling that of a woman whose child was about to be taken away.
Qiu Hai wanted to smile but felt heavy-hearted as he forced a smile and sighed deeply. "Don't be afraid, I won't be with Autumn Wind. Alas, because she has already disappeared!"
As soon as the words fell, Oke cried out loud, and Fish's face turned pale. While softly comforting Oke, she looked at Qiu Hai with a puzzled expression.
"There's no need to doubt it; Autumn Wind is indeed missing!" His tone was firm and left no room for doubt.
He sat directly on the sofa, gently rubbing his temples with his hand.
Uncle Liu and others walked in, glancing at Qiu Hai cautiously. "Qiu Dong, my sister..."
Qiu Hai had no words.
Qiu Ruolan's car screeched to a stop at the door. A hurried figure rushed in. "Where is Qiu Hai... What exactly happened to Autumn Wind?"
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