Su Yanle heard the sound of her high heels walking away.
She quickly got up and ran towards the door.
The door could no longer be opened.
The room was pitch-black, and Su Yanle shuddered.
She took out her phone and turned on the flashlight while trembling.
The room was lit up and everyone could see clearly.
This seemed to be the hotel's utility room. It was filled with decorations used by the hotel during the festival, as well as piles of discarded staff clothes.
She looked at her phone.
There was indeed no signal here.
Zhang Yiwen was really well-prepared.
As she thought about it, she rubbed her cold shoulders and sat down quietly against the wall.
If he shouted now, no one would hear him, right?
Shen Zhien, who was carrying a tray, walked back and forth absent-mindedly.
He had already been lectured twice by the hotel manager in charge of the banquet because he was distracted.
He finally saw Zhang Yiwen here just now.
It was not him who found her, but Zhang Yiwen who took the initiative to find him.
"Shen Zhien."
He was just being instructed to cut the fruits and put them on the table when he heard someone shouting. He turned his back and recognized Zhang Yiwen's voice.
She turned around and saw Zhang Yiwen with a pale face.
She was a little shaky, as if she was frightened.
"What's wrong with you? This is a marriage alliance decided by their family. Don't act rashly in the business world. You can't afford to offend any of those people.”
It was not easy for him to finally meet Zhang Yiwen. He said everything he wanted to say.
When Zhang Yiwen heard this, she revealed a faint smile.
It was as if what he said had nothing to do with her. She was just an ordinary friend who came to attend the banquet.
"I won't."
she said softly.
"Can you lend me your phone? I'll make a call and leave.”
Shen Zhien looked at her and was a little confused.
After hesitating for a moment, he took out his phone and handed it to her.
"Thanks."
She smiled and turned to walk towards the elevator lobby.
She probably wanted to call Song Ziwei. She didn't dare to confront him at the banquet, so she called him to tell him.
Shen Zhien looked at her back and thought.
In that case, let her be.
After all, she was Song Ziwei's girlfriend. It was her right to do so.
He wanted to wait for her to come out, but Shen Zhien was called over by the manager.
This time, it was time to tidy up the kitchen table.
He had no choice but to work in the kitchen. He thought that Zhang Yiwen would find a way to find him after the call.
Finally, after tidying up, Shen Zhien hurriedly came out of the kitchen and returned to his original position. He looked around.
Zhang Yiwen was nowhere to be seen.
Could it be that he still hadn't finished the call?
Or had he already gone out?
Just as he was about to go to the elevator lobby to confirm, he saw Zhang Yiwen walking out.
Unlike the pale and weak look from before, she seemed to have become very energetic. There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she had just completed some pioneering work.
"Are you done with the call?"
he asked her.
"En, here, I'll return it to you."
She nodded with a smile and handed the phone to Shen Zhien, but her eyes were wandering to the side.
Shen Zhien reached out to take the phone and felt that something was really wrong with her.
"Then I'll leave first."
Zhang Yiwen didn't give him a chance to ask. She turned around and walked straight to the entrance of the banquet hall. The sound of her high heels was extremely sharp, but it was drowned out by the noise of the banquet crowd.
Shen Zhien looked at her back quietly and felt that something was wrong.
He turned on his phone to see who she had just called.
There was no new record in the call log.
Did he delete it because he didn't want her to see it?
As he thought about it, he inadvertently opened the information page.
The recipient of the first message was Su Yanle.
He quickly opened the message.
It was just sent. The content was asking Su Yanle to go to the elevator lobby.
Shen Zhien frowned deeply.
Zhang Yiwen had indeed done something.
They had already walked around the entire banquet hall, but Su Yanle was nowhere to be seen.
Shen Zhien was a little anxious, afraid that the guess in his heart would really happen.
He had already gone to the elevator lobby, but it was already empty.
Shen Zhien, who was panting from running, took out his phone and called Zhang Yiwen.
He had thought that she would turn off her phone, but he did not expect the call to be picked up.
"Zhang Yiwen! Did you do something to Su Yanle?”
He panted as he squatted down and shouted at Zhang Yiwen on the other end of the phone.
"Hehe, what do you think?"
Zhang Yiwen said with a cold smile. There was no warmth in her voice.
"Where is he now?"
He called out excitedly, and the guests beside him turned to look at him strangely.
Zhang Yiwen did not speak for a long time.
Shen Zhien panted as he waited.
It seemed like a long time had passed before she spoke again.
"If you want to look for it, look for it yourself.”
She hung up the phone after saying that. It was impossible to tell what kind of emotion she was feeling.
Song Ziwei also noticed that Su Yanle did not appear for a long time after she went to the bathroom.
"This fool, where did he run off to hide again?”
He mumbled and took out his phone to call her. The cold sound of the machine being turned off came from the receiver.
He frowned and was about to walk to the bathroom when he was stopped again.
Standing behind him were a few of his father's close business partners. They were now big shots in the business world and had watched Song Ziwei grow up. Now that he was calling him, Song Ziwei did not dare to disobey. He quickly walked over and greeted them.
Su Yanle turned on her phone again.
It was almost two o'clock.
The banquet at noon was about to end.
As he had been using the flashlight, his phone was only left with 20% battery.
It should be a while before he was completely immersed in darkness.
As she thought about it, she couldn't help but shiver.
Who would find him in such a place?
She suddenly imagined herself as the main character of a banquet, dressed in a luxurious gown. She was supposed to be in the limelight, but she was locked up in such a place when it was bustling outside. She sat cross-legged on the ground without caring about her image.
Thinking of this, she felt a little funny again. The corners of her mouth moved slightly unconsciously, but what moved out was a strange bitter smile.
She admitted that she was starting to get scared.
She didn't care if her gown was dirty or not. She started to look for a signal in the room full of junk.
There was nothing to stand on, so she could only crawl and stretch her arms as far as possible to where she thought there might be a signal.
Although he had turned on his phone's flashlight, the room was still not completely lit up. Most of the place was still in darkness.
She moved with difficulty, trying her best not to bump into things, but she still could not help but trip over the junk piled on the ground.
Only the last corner had not been tried.
She looked at the opposite corner and shone the flashlight in that direction.
There was a piano there, covered in dust.
Su Yanle walked over and held the piano. She tried her best to stretch her arm upward.
The signal panel was still empty.
She was about to give up and sat down on the piano chair that was also covered in dust.
Shen Zhien was already sweating profusely from running.
Su Yanle was hidden by Zhang Yiwen. This was something that could be confirmed.
Zhang Yiwen was alone when she left, so she must still be on this floor.
But where?
He found a secluded corner and called Su Yanle again.
As expected, it was still switched off.
He looked around and made another call. It was his friend from the computer science department.
"Zheng Qi, do me a favor."
As he spoke, he opened WeChat and sent Su Yanle's phone number to Zheng Qi.
"Help me check the location of this number. It's switched off now, so I might not be able to find it. Help me keep an eye on it. If it turns on later, tell me the location immediately.”
He said a series of words. Zheng Qi had just agreed to it when he hung up the phone in a hurry.
He decided to tell Song Ziwei about this first.
#
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。