Ai Le had never imagined that she, an ordinary person with no figure, no looks, and little money, would one day find herself in the middle of a dog-blooded plot like kidnapping.
Kidnap her?
What did the other party want?
With a blindfold over her eyes, Ai Le couldn't see the surroundings; a wad of cotton was stuffed in her mouth, silencing her.
Both her hands and feet were tied, probably to a pillar, and it was somewhat uncomfortable.
The seemingly carefree girl with a delicate heart like silk had a moment of panic before quickly regaining her composure.
There must be a reason for the kidnapping, and the captor would appear sooner or later. Now, the most important thing for her was to figure out her location and who the kidnapper was.
She wrinkled her nose, smelling some machine oil in the air, and the mustiness of old dust.
