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The man deliberately lowered his footsteps as he walked towards the changing room, moving silently.
Moreover, he walked empty-handed, seemingly unafraid of any danger.
There was hardly any change in his expression.
If he didn’t possess some strength, it would obviously be impossible for him to act like this.
The man elegantly approached the wardrobe, opening it without hesitation.
Just as he opened the wardrobe, before the figure inside could be seen, a syringe fiercely stabbed towards his calf.
Clearly, even though the man lowered his footsteps, the person inside noticed his approach.
The man remained calm. Without hesitation, he stepped back to avoid the attack, then lifted his foot, preparing to mercilessly step on the hand that dared to strike him.
His step showed no mercy; one step could cripple the hand.
But as the man prepared to step down, he paused, his deep and dangerous gaze also freezing.
Because he felt the hand holding the syringe looked somewhat familiar.
Slender, fair, beautiful.
Like a beautiful piece of artwork.
And... it resembled the young man’s hand.
Even the slight hint of a sleeve that just appeared looks very similar.
And the strong scent of jasmine made sense too; perhaps the young man had sprayed jasmine scent on his palm at that time.
After all, in terms of the intensity of the fragrance, the jasmine scent was very suitable and could perfectly cover up the smell of blood.
It’s also quite normal to be chosen from a row of perfumes.
The man’s heartbeat quickened, his brain cells once again uncontrollably excited, and he squinted his eyes towards the open wardrobe.
Because of his recent pause, that fair hand had already withdrawn, completely hidden within the clothes, with no trace of its presence visible.
But a person can only hide in the wardrobe, unable to go anywhere else.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, the man quickly took a few steps forward, gently pushing aside the clothes hanging in the corner.
As the clothes were pushed aside, a slender figure appeared in the corner of the wardrobe.
Even though the man had mentally prepared himself, his eyes widened and his pupils shrank the moment he saw the figure clearly, even causing his heartbeat to skip a beat.
A surge of excitement rose from the depths of his heart, spreading directly throughout his body, making him completely unable to control his emotions.
Because the figure inside the wardrobe was indeed the young man he had repeatedly watched on the surveillance video.
The young man curled up in the corner of the wardrobe, his hair scattered as he lifted his head, revealing his exquisite and beautiful face, with flawless porcelain-like skin.
His beautiful eyes widened, as if he hadn’t expected to be discovered, with a hint of confusion and fear on his face.
But he could only stiffen in the corner, lips pressed together, fearfully watching him.
As if he already knew he couldn’t escape.
Ruan Qing knew he had been exposed when the man approached with lowered footsteps, but he hadn’t expected the man’s reaction to be so quick, leaving him attacking nothing but air.
The man was obviously not that simple; perhaps he didn’t need so many people to protect him at all.
Ruan Qing’s heart sank uncontrollably. He tightly grasped the syringe in his hand, feigning fear as the clothes were pushed aside. When the man approached, he would attack again.
This time, he also took out the bottle of medicine he had taken out of his backpack earlier.
As soon as the man retreated, he would throw it.
There was only the man in the room, so knocking him out would definitely not arouse suspicion from others.
However, before Ruan Qing could act, he felt a slight pain in his shoulder.
Then, that part of his shoulder instantly became weak, even starting to numb.
Even the thing in his hand fell to the ground, unable to hold it.
Ruan Qing’s eyelashes trembled lightly, his delicate face paled slightly, and he looked incredulously at his shoulder.
There was a silver needle inserted there.
The silver needle was definitely coated with a drug similar to anesthetic because he felt more and more numb, and even a sense of weakness began to spread throughout his body.
Ruan Qing wanted to reach out and pull out the silver needle, but the drug took effect too quickly. He was already starting to feel weak all over and even reaching out was becoming difficult for him.
He exerted all his strength to reach out his hand.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand, it was grabbed by someone.
The man knew from watching the surveillance footage that the young man had taken away some dangerous items. Even though the young man appeared frightened and helpless at the moment, the man remained vigilant without any complacency.
He directly incapacitated the young man’s mobility with a silver needle.
After all, those things might not necessarily harm him, but they could easily hurt the young man.
The man squatted in front of the wardrobe, unbothered by the dirt, and gently held Ruan Qing’s delicate and fair hand. A smile uncontrollably crept onto his lips, radiant and joyful.
“Good evening.”
His gift.
The man’s smile was quite restrained, obviously suppressing excitement and eccentricity, seemingly trying to appear gentlemanly and elegant.
But the shadow cast by his figure on the wardrobe, also enveloping Ruan Qing, carried an undeniable sense of oppression.
Especially his aggressive and deep eyes, with an indescribable hint of danger.
Like a big bad wolf in sheep’s clothing, trying hard to appear kind and friendly, deceiving innocent and naïve little lambs.
However, this time, Ruan Qing didn’t even have the strength to pull away.
The man looked at the young man, who had a slight redness in the corners of his eyes. They were even glistening with moisture. The smile on his face grew even brighter.
He reached out and pulled out the silver needle, then lifted the young man out of the wardrobe.
Even though the silver needle had been removed, Ruan Qing still felt weak all over, only able to slightly lower his gaze, letting the man pick him up.
The man placed Ruan Qing on his immaculate bed, paying no attention to the fact that Ruan Qing’s shoes dirtied the clean sheets.
In fact, Ruan Qing was not just dirty from his shoes. He was filthy all over because he had fallen off the wall and then groped along the wall to walk, leaving him covered in dirt.
He looked somewhat out of place on the clean white bed.
If it were someone else, the man would surely make them pay.
But the young man was different; let alone dirtying his bed, even if he were to...
It seemed he could accept it.
The wardrobe was rather dark, making it difficult to see, but it was different on the bed, fully illuminated by the light.
One could clearly see the person on the bed.
The young man’s face was pale, with a hint of blush at the corners of his eyes, his moist eyes shining under the light, as if there were flickering lights dancing like the stars on a summer night.
And the young man lying motionless on the white bed at this moment seemed like a beautiful and delicate doll.
However, the long, fluttering eyelashes of the young man trembled slightly, indicating that he was not really a doll.
The man had watched the young man’s appearance countless times in surveillance footage, but still couldn’t tear his gaze away from him.
Even witnessing it firsthand was more shocking than the blurry footage, so shocking that it left one’s mind in a daze.
The man sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the young man lying on it, his eyes filled with amazement and admiration.
hmm i wonder how hes gonna get out of this?
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