Priceless Baby's Super Daddy

The elevator started to go up, but before it could go up a few floors, it suddenly stopped. The elevator stopped moving as if it was stuck.

The faint light inside was also extinguished.

Qiao Ruoxi was shocked. Could it be that the elevator was malfunctioning?

"Oh no, the elevator seems to be broken."

Qiao Ruoxi quickly pressed the button. There was no response from the button, so she could only press the alarm bell. The alarm bell also did not seem to react. She did not know if pressing it would work.

She took out her phone again. Unfortunately, there was no signal and she could not make a call.

"What should we do, Mr. Feng? We're trapped."

She thought that being trapped was the biggest problem, but the truth was that it wasn't.

He thought that the psychiatrist had cured him and gotten rid of the fear that was buried deep in his mind and the trauma from his childhood. But when he faced it again, he realized that he had not escaped the torture of claustrophobia.

The psychological trauma did not really disappear. Instead, it had been lurking in his body, ready to explode at any moment.

He cusped his head in misery and muttered with his eyes closed, "Let me out… I want to go out… I don't want to stay here…"

He recalled the time during his childhood where his mother was in a bad mood and locked him in the closet.

No matter how hard he tried to hit the door, no matter how hard he tried to call his mother to open the door, he would always hear his mother hurting him.

"Stop shouting, you little bastard!"

"Who's your mother? I don't have an annoying son like you!"

"I'll abuse you since your father abuses me, hahaha…"

He squatted in the darkness and felt that it was not his mother standing outside. It must be the devil.

If she was his mother, why would she be so cruel to her own son?

He hated the devil!

When darkness came, he felt like there were devils everywhere.

The devil came again.

Qiao Ruoxi heard something wrong with Feng Yunan's voice. She turned on the light on her phone and was shocked.

Feng Yunan's face was completely red from holding his breath. The veins on his forehead were bulging and he seemed extremely unwell. It was as if someone was choking his throat and he was about to suffocate.

Qiao Ruoxi realized that something was wrong with him.

Could it be a heart attack?

It was very similar to when her brother Qiao Rongjing had a heart attack.

At this thought, Qiao Ruoxi held Feng Yunan and asked anxiously, "Mr. Feng, are you okay? What's wrong? Are you sick? Did you forget to take your medicine?"

Feng Yunan already had a headache, and hearing her talk made his head hurt even more.

However, there was also one benefit. Her chattering made him feel that he was not facing the darkness alone. He felt that there was someone accompanying him.

This difficult situation did not last long until the elevator resumed its operation. The elevator door opened from the outside and Xiu Yi waited outside with his men.

"Mr. Feng, are you okay?"