Chapter 158: She's a Beauty

room where she had stayed here before. 。This lounge was originally prepared by Sister-in-law Tang Qianxi, I wonder if she can still enter it now 。Tong Yimo subconsciously took out a string of keys fro..."That's it" the young man said with a discontented, gaping mouth.

And the person behind Tong Yimo was silent, never speaking. Tong Yimo didn't know if the person was male or female.

A young man held Tong Yimo's wallet and phone in his hands, weighing them. With sly eyes, he looked Tong Yimo up and down.

"Well—surely she's a beauty!"

"I, I... and also my bank card... I can take you to withdraw money..." Tong Yimo said tremblingly.

The young man grinned lasciviously: "Heh, take us to get the money so you can have a chance to call the police You're so pretty, let our brothers have some fun with you!"

Are two men!

Tong Yimo's heart pounded in her chest, and she stammered: "I- I'll tell you my bank card number and password, you can go and withdraw the money yourself... And... after you take the money... wouldn't it be more comfortable to go to a nightclub and have fun with women"

"Going to a nightclub to find women costs money, but here, I'll give you one for free!" The young man said, exchanging a glance with the man behind Tong Yimo.

Suddenly, the large black hand covered Tong Yimò's mouth and nose with a damp handkerchief. Tong Yimò only felt a dizziness, and the next second, her vision was pitch black.

The young man immediately hoisted Tong Yimò onto his shoulders and strode into the bedroom.

And the man wearing black leather gloves followed close behind.

As the two were about to undress Tong Yimo together, the doorbell rang at the most inopportune time.

Immediately, the two looked at each other, then left the bedroom together and went to the door cautiously.

Lying on the bed, Tong Yimo slowly opened her eyes, but her body was still weak.

Tong Yimo struggled to move her body and picked up the cordless phone on the bedside table, dialing "110".

If she didn't understand medicine and pharmacology, just that anesthetic on the handkerchief...

She only breathed in a little before holding her breath, otherwise she wouldn't be able to wake up now.

"Hello!"

"Help—help—"

After the call connected, Tong Yimo weakly called out twice.

Unable to bear the sound of footsteps outside the door, Tong Yimo had to hide her mobile phone under the pillow.

"What should we do now" the young man asked anxiously.

The man in the black leather gloves remained remarkably calm: "There's a security guard outside this apartment. He must have noticed something to come knocking like this. We don't have time to deal with that woman inside right now, we need to put on our masks and rush out there."

"Good!"

"Click—"

"Who are you"

"Slap!"

"Ah—"

Then, there was chaos outside.

I don't know how long it took, but the sirens of police cars sounded downstairs.

At the same time, Ji Siyan and Leng Zhujing finished their intimate moment and came out of the bathroom. As soon as Ji Siyan picked up her phone, she received a strange text message that only read "fail".

After reading the text message, Ji Siyan frowned and then deleted it.

Tong Yimo lay motionless on the bed until police and medical personnel arrived to rescue her. Only then did she regain her composure from the panic.

Several police officers were collecting evidence inside the house, while two others were interviewing Tong Yimo.

Tong Yimo only said, "The drain under the kitchen sink at my house is broken and leaking, causing complaints from the downstairs residents." After checking the situation mentioned in Tong Yimo's statement, the police told Tong Yimo: "The drain under your kitchen sink was deliberately loosened."

"Artificially loosened!" Tong Yimo exclaimed in surprise.

After the police had collected all the evidence and comforted Tong Yimo, they left the scene.

Tong Yimo locked the door, ran into her bedroom, picked up the mobile phone under her pillow, and sat on the bed holding her knees to call Leng Zhucheng.

The phone rang for a long time before Leng Zhujing picked it up, her voice languid as she asked, "What's up"

"Daytime... I'm all alone at home... afraid..." Tong Yimo's nose soured, her eyes brimming with tears, and her voice choked with emotion.

She didn't tell Leng Zhujing about the home invasion where she was robbed and almost assaulted. She just didn't want to add to his worries.

But at this moment, she felt insecure and conflicted, wanting to confide in someone.

"You're so grown up, what are you afraid of Besides, the security guards and property managers patrol frequently, the apartment building is very safe." Leng Zhujing patiently comforted.

"I…"

"Well, I'm tired from the long drive. You should go to sleep early! Goodnight." Before Tong Yimo could finish her words, Leng Zhujing hurriedly hung up the phone.

Tong Yimo could only weakly reply, "Good night."

Then, the sound of a busy signal came through the receiver.

From the police officer's tone, Tong Yimo could roughly hear the implication. This break-in was carefully planned by those two men.

What Tong Yimò couldn't figure out was why the water pipe under the sink in her house had been deliberately loosened. Why would someone do that

Is it a daytime scene

It's impossible!

Daylight had no reason to do this.

Then...

Who will it be again

Besides her, could there be a "third person" hiding in the house!

Tong Yimo thought about it and found it terrifying. She didn't sleep all night, not even a wink, until dawn broke and she fell into a deep slumber.

If...

Daylight at home....

How nice it would be...

"Ding dong — ding dong — ding dong — "

A sudden, hurried doorbell rang, jolting Tong Yimo awake from her sleep.

Last night's events still left her shaken. She simply let the doorbell ring unanswered, unwilling to get up and see who was visiting.

Until the landline rang, Tong Yimo mistakenly thought it was Leng Zhujing and hurriedly picked up the phone, anxiously calling out, "Zhujing!"

"It's me!" a cold voice came from the receiver.

Tong Yimo suddenly came to her senses and replied, "Big brother!"

"Open the door," Leng Yechen ordered coldly, a hint of anger in his voice.

In reality, he was anxious and irritated because he was worried about her.

"Oh!" Tong Yimo hung up the phone and had to get out of bed to open the door.

After double-checking the screen on the intercom, Tong Yimo saw that it was indeed Leng Yeshen. Only then did she feel safe opening the door.

"139xxxxxxx9."

As soon as the door was opened, Leng Yechen reported a phone number.

Tong Yimo was stunned, looking at Leng Yeshen in bewilderment.

As I see it, Leng Yechen supported himself on the door frame with one hand, his facial features cold and hard, his sword eyebrows slightly furrowed: "139xxxxxxx9, this is my personal mobile number. You must remember!"

"I..."

Cold Night Chen directly interrupted Tong Yimo's words, using a harsh tone to command: "139xxxxxxx9, remember!"

"139xxxxxxx9, I remembered!" Tong Yimo wanted to cry but couldn't. Her older brother, shouldn't he be this domineering!

Seeing his beloved girl safe and sound, Leng Ye sank a little in his heart. He was worried about her, even having the urge to pull her into his arms, but he suppressed this impulse.

She is now his sister, akin to his own blood relative. He cannot make any intimate advances towards her.

I'm worried that I can't directly express my feelings. Suppressing this deep love is painful and exhausting.

If it weren't for Han Jianfeng telling him, he wouldn't have known that a robbery had occurred at Tianjing Apartment. It was a premeditated burglary and might be related to the person behind the timed bomb incident at the mall last time.

Besides, Mo was reporting to his headquarters this morning. Ajing just called him to confirm it a while ago. Otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed over to find her in such a flustered state.

"Pack your things. While Ajing is on a business trip, you'll move into my private residence." Leng Yechen commanded again, then added after a moment, "This is Ajing's idea."

Just as Tong Yimo was half-believing and half-doubting, the mobile phone at home rang. She had to go answer it first.

Leng Ye Chen followed him into the room and shut the door behind him.

Tong Yimo walked into the bedroom and saw the incoming call on the mobile phone. She was overjoyed and pressed the answer button.

"Daylight—"

"Yimo, are you an idiot Something huge happened at home, and you didn't tell me!" Leng Zhujing said angrily.

At first, if it hadn't been for the property manager calling him, he wouldn't have known that his home had been targeted by a planned burglary.

At this moment, he couldn't rush back. He could only call his older brother Leng Yechen and ask him to send someone to pick Yimo from her home to his private residence to prevent any further accidents.

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