The phone was quickly connected, but Qin Mengxue felt her head getting heavier and heavier, as if she would be unconscious at any time.

After finally explaining the location of the incident, the world in front of her has begun to appear.

The mobile phone was like holding a huge rock in his hand, and Qin Mengxue forced herself to hand it back.

But Ji Yanfeng did not answer.

His handsome face approached and he looked directly at Qin Mengxue: "Who are you?"

Qin Mengxue became even more dizzy. She felt that his face was so terrifying that he was so beautiful. Her eyes seemed like a god who penetrated the whole world and gave her the secret of heaven in person.

Gu Xichen observed Qin Mengxue's reaction lightly. He knew that Ji Yanfeng's hypnosis technique had reached a state of superb level.

Qin Mengxue was already a little confused and unprepared, and was instantly caught. She looked at Ji Yanfeng's eyes passively, feeling that his voice seemed to be coming from the distant sky to hit her soul.

She replied: "Qin Mengxue."

Ji Yanfeng asked again: "Close to our purpose?"

Qin Mengxue's brain automatically operates: "Borrow the phone..."

"What are you doing?"

"Call the police……"

"What else?"

Qin Mengxue frowned and thought: What else do you want to do?

There was a quick answer: "I have to tell my dad."

But what is my father’s phone number?

Too long.

It took only more than a year since Qin Mingli started using his mobile phone to his death. She hadn't called him many times. It happened more than ten years ago...

After recalling it for a moment, I was confused: "I still have to call."

As he said that, he called his father's phone number.

Ji Yanfeng frowned slightly: This girl's reaction was so strange, but there were no flaws.

She was hit with a single blow, and her most realistic reaction in a hypnotic state was also planning to ask for help.

He ended his control, exchanged glances with Gu Xichen, and shrugged slightly to indicate that there was no gain.

Qin Mengxue didn't know that she had been hypnotized, but she felt that she was a little more awake. Listening to the "beep" sound in the microphone, her heart suddenly beating like thunder and breathing rapidly, and she was so nervous that she couldn't get any more.

For her, her father has been dead for more than ten years, but she is still angry to death!

Now, she actually had the opportunity to call her father again, and she felt like...

"Hey, hello." Because it was a strange number, Qin Mingli's tone was polite and alienated.

"Dad, it's me-" I didn't know if it was excitement or the effect of the drug, she said it very hard.

For Qin Mengxue, this phone call is separated by a long time and the realm of life and death.

But for Qin Mingli, they were having dinner together in the morning. With just three words, he could hear something was wrong with his daughter and immediately asked, "What's wrong? Where are you?"

"True love disco--"

"What are you doing there?" Qin Mingli's voice increased by octave. His daughter was only fifteen years old. How could she go to such a smoky entertainment venue?

How much care and worry does a word of blame contain?

Qin Mengxue's disappointed eyes appeared in front of her father's previous life, and she explained with a choking sob: "Qiaoling made an appointment, but she made a blackboard newspaper today... I came with her friend..."

In order to prevent Qin Qiaoling from secretly fanning the flames, she took the initiative this time and gave her dad some eye drops, and then continued: "Dad, come and pick me up. There is something wrong with the drink I drink... I have called the police... Now, I feel uncomfortable, and I am very sad..."

As she said that, her feet became soft and she fell forward with a heavy head and light feet.

She instinctively reached out and grabbed it in panic...
Chapter completed!