The cabin door of the plane opened, and a rope fell from the inside, binding a pair of well-maintained hands. The clothes of the owner of the hands were messy, and his hair was all over his face. He looked extremely pathetic.
This person was Madam Ruan.
“Fuya, we have no enmity. Why did you kidnap me? If you are after money, you can tell me directly. In My Heart, I treat you like a daughter. Whatever you want, I will satisfy you. Quickly pull me up. If you have something to say, say it properly!”
Her seductive words could not move Fuya at all.
“No grudges against each other?”
Fuya stood at the cabin door and looked down at her.
“Madam Ruan, think about it carefully. Do you really have no grudges against me?”
Mrs. Ruan’s body was swaying in the wind, and her wrists that were tied up hurt even more.
She tried her best to recall.