Su Ruanruan awoke to find herself on a helicopter.
"Awake?" The voice of He Jitang reached her ears.
Su Ruanruan was startled.
She sat in the cramped cabin, her gown covered by a coat.
It carried the faint scent of pine.
The helicopter's blades cut through the night, and below, waves crashed; at this moment, she was actually above the vast sea.
Su Ruanruan pulled off the coat, fixing her gaze on He Jitang's face, she spoke with deliberate pauses, "I've never harmed Third Brother. Why is Third Brother treating me this way?"
He Jitang picked up the coat and patted it down.
He spoke indifferently, "Ci'an is ill! I'm asking you to come and see him."
Su Ruanruan did not believe him.
If it was merely to seek treatment for Ci'an, he could've simply invited her over or have Ci'an sent back, instead of going to such great lengths.
An unprecedented fear seized Su Ruanruan.
She didn't even dare to ask him... what he planned to do.
