My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn't Stop Pestering Me

Chapter 149: Yan Rui is dead

Duan Chen's eyes darkened, he almost lost his footing, clutching the clothes on his chest, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"What did you say?"

The other party chuckled softly and said in a soft voice, "I said he won't survive tomorrow."

"Fuck you! I don't allow you to curse him like that!"

The room was quiet late at night, so quiet that he could hear the trembling breathing of the other party on the phone.

Duan Chen could tell whether it was true or false, when he thought that Yan Rui had replaced the poisonous blood in his body.

Duan Chen felt that his heart seemed to be weaving a dense net, and the net was gradually tightening at this time.

Stop his heart from beating.

Duan Chen felt the pain of being imprisoned, and his face became more and more ugly.

If Yan Rui really can't survive tomorrow as this person said, Duan Chen can't forgive himself, and he can't wait to give himself a knife to accompany him.

"Tell me where he is?"

The other party said something inexplicable: "You haven't looked at the mailbox at your door for a long time, right?"

When Duan Chen heard the words, he immediately ran out, and as soon as he opened the door, a burst of cold air rushed to his face, but he didn't feel the cold at all, and ran to the door and pressed the password to open the mailbox.

There were many advertisements and newspapers piled up inside, Duan Chen poured them all out, and suddenly a document bag landed on his feet.

Duan Chen bent over to check it, the seal of the document bag had been opened, and the photos inside fell to the ground before he could pick them up.

There are all Yan Rui in there, appearing in every inconspicuous corner, from roadside restaurants to small inconspicuous vegetable markets.

From one street to another, it was just a simple photo, but Duan Chen saw everything Yan Rui had experienced these days.

Watching Yan Rui shivering from the cold sleeping on a bench in an empty park, watching him wash his face with silt water.

His body is getting more and more dirty, and he deliberately hides his temperament, so mediocre that even his fans can't recognize him.

Until the last few pages were turned, Duan Chen saw Yan Rui holding a cardboard box clumsily laying it on the ground, not far from him was a garbage dump, and the mountains of garbage had hidden him inside.

He was curled up on the cardboard shell and hid in the garbage, with his empty eyes open. He was a little silly now, and he seemed to have lost his soul. He was so thin that he could almost see the bones.

The **** smell in his throat was getting stronger and stronger, and Duan Chen's always sober head went off.

Duan Chen turned back more and more, and at the end, his eyes were full of red blood, and his eyes seemed to be congested with blood.

Seeing that Yan Rui had been like this for a few days, Duan Chen felt as if his neck was being strangled.

Tears rolled down without warning, and he said in a blunt voice: "I'm sorry, Yan Rui, I won't be angry with you anymore, I won't bully you, I will believe you in the future, will you come back?"

Duan Chen sent a few photos to his subordinates, and after an inquiry, he finally located it in the largest garbage dump in city a.

When they looked for Yan Rui again, they concentrated on the station, airport, train station, or hotel restaurant. No one thought that Yan Rui would quietly hide in the garbage dump.