One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

The women left one after another, after packing things up.

Soon, she was the only one left in the huge, luxurious room.

Yun Shishi was in a state of torment as she leaned against the bed frame and shivered. She really wanted to stay calm, but in such an unfamiliar and cold environment, she did not know if this would be the last moment of her life!

After an unknown period of time, a flurry of footsteps was heard coming from outside the room. The footsteps stopped outside the door. The next moment, someone pushed the door open and walked in.

She saw two rows of men in black filed into the room. The last man to walk in was draped in a long windbreaker and had slicked-back hair. He looked like he was getting on in years, perhaps about fifty years old, and his face was lined with wrinkles. At the same time, a vicious-looking scar spanned half his face.

His facial features were well-defined and it was obvious that he was not Asian. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses and held a cigar between his fingers. He looked vicious and was obviously a ruthless person.

One's appearance originates from the heart.

She believed in the saying. Some evil people simply look heinous and one would know at a glance that they were evil people who committed all kinds of crimes.

This man, for example, had a pair of thick eyebrows and a slanted mouth. He had an aura that made him unapproachable!

His subordinates seemed to be in awe of him and kept their heads down, not daring to look at him.

Yun Shishi looked at him and her heart skipped a beat. She could guess that it was his idea to hold her captive here!

She studied him for a moment. The man was doing the same, observing her through a pair of sunglasses.

Even the sunglasses could not hide the sinister look in his eyes. It made one's blood run cold!

Yun Shishi was shaken by his gaze. Her lips trembled as she asked through gritted teeth, "Who exactly are you?!"

The man let out a puff of smoke and squinted his eyes. He took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of aggressive, eagle-like eyes.

He opened his mouth to let out a thick puff of smoke, and finally spoke in an American accent.

"This woman looks pretty good!"

Knowing that he could not understand English, she questioned him in fluent English, "Who are you?"

"Oh? You speak English."

The man looked a little surprised. Then he raised his hand and took another deep puff of his cigar. In the swirling smoke, he studied her once again, looking most satisfied.

"You don't need to know who I am!"

"So, is there a reason you brought me here?"

"Haha! You don't have to ask about these things."

"Why can't I ask?"

The man smiled and said frostily, "Because you are an object."

Because you are an object.

"An object doesn't need a mind."

Yun Shishi's heart skipped a beat when she heard that. She was even more confused as to what his motive was!

Object?!

She was not an object!

Yun Shishi wanted to say something more, but the man turned around and quickly left the room.

The door shut again, isolating her from the world!

Yun Shishi sat frozen on the spot, panicking to the extreme!

The sound of the waves outside the window became clearer. She closed her eyes in despair, hoping to be taken away from this place as soon as possible.

…

Youyou woke up and found himself in the hospital.

Mu Yazhe and Little Yichen sat by the bed. Seeing that he had woken up, they immediately came to the bedside.

Mu Yazhe put his hand over the boy's arm. Having felt how cold it was, he frowned and asked worriedly, "Are you alright?"