Huang De Han gazed at Yi Bing with a dark and menacing look, his voice icy cold. "Don't think I don't know about your little schemes. If you dare to play tricks on me, don't blame me for turning my back on you!"
Yi Bing was frightened and stammered, "I-I understand."
At that moment, her phone rang, and it was Yi's mother calling back.
"Speak properly!" Huang De Han handed the phone to Yi Bing and said coldly.
"Okay!" Yi Bing quickly responded and took the phone.
Huang De Han put it on speakerphone.
"Ice, why did the call get disconnected earlier?" Yi's mother's voice came through the phone.
Under Huang De Han's piercing gaze, Yi Bing replied, "The signal was bad just now."
"Where are you guys? How can the signal be bad?" Yi's mother asked, puzzled.
"W-We're in Nanyun."
Huang De Han's brow furrowed, his eyes filled with warning. He silently mouthed the words, "Speak properly!"
"What's wrong with you? You're speaking hesitantly," Yi's mother asked, "Is it inconvenient for you to talk?"
Yi Bing quickly said, "No, Mom, I'm just hanging out with friends. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up."
Yi's mother didn't suspect anything and said, "Okay, have fun."
"Bye!"
After Yi Bing finished speaking, Huang De Han ended the call.
Yi's mother held the phone and muttered to herself, "Why does this child speak so strangely?"
Although Yi's mother found Yi Bing's speech peculiar, she didn't think much of it.
Huang De Han put away the phone and warned, "If you continue like this, don't blame me for being unkind to you!"
Yi Bing bit her lip and remained silent.
Huang De Han handed her a tube of ointment and said, "Apply the ointment first."
Yi Bing took the ointment, opened the box, and squeezed some onto her wrists and ankles, which were bruised and swollen from the ropes.
As the ointment touched her wounds, a fiery pain shot through, and Yi Bing's tears began to flow again.
After applying the ointment, Huang De Han asked, "Do you need to use the restroom?"
Yi Bing shook her head.
Huang De Han bent down and picked up the rope from the bed.
Yi Bing instinctively shivered, moving her body backward and trembling as she asked, "W-What are you going to do?"
"I'm leaving," Huang De Han said coldly.
The thought of being tied up again caused tears to stream down Yi Bing's face even more fiercely.
Huang De Han bound Yi Bing's hands, securing them to the bed.
He didn't tie her feet, but he found a towel and stuffed it into Yi Bing's mouth.
Before leaving, Huang De Han warned, "If I come back and find the towel missing from your mouth, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Yi Bing glared at Huang De Han with intense hatred in her eyes, wishing she could turn that hatred into sharp blades and tear him to pieces.
Ignoring the hatred in Yi Bing's eyes, Huang De Han turned off the lights, locked the door, and left.
After Huang De Han left, Yi Bing bent over and used her foot to hook the towel out of her mouth.
Her hands were bound to the bed, and she couldn't get off the bed.
Estimating the time, she waited for about two hours before she began to cry for help, "Help! Is anyone there? Help!"
She waited that long to call for help because she was afraid Huang De Han hadn't gone far away.
But no one came to her rescue, despite her hoarse cries for help.
Yi Bing felt hopeless, and tears uncontrollably streamed down her face.
Lying in bed, she felt her body growing cold. Slowly, she used her feet to pull the blanket that Huang De Han had brought over, covering herself with it.
Yet her body continued to tremble uncontrollably.
Her head felt dizzy and heavy.
