When she woke up, Wen Xihe was so groggy that she didn't know the time.
She was silent in the darkness for a while, until her body gradually adapted to the pain she felt when she woke up, and then she sat up in the darkness. She hugged the sheets, and the dim yellow light flowed slowly and silently in front of her eyes. Her sight
I looked around the room without focusing, and finally landed on the ashtray on the table.
The full cigarette butts silently reminded Wen Xihe that He Mingjue had been watching her here and smoking silently when she fell asleep.
Maybe it's because he has experienced too many such things, from escaping to being caught, and then accepting some punishment from He Mingjue. Maybe he knows that even struggling and anger at this time is useless. Maybe Wen Xihe feels that he has already
I have become accustomed to waking up and facing such endings and results.
Her heart felt bitter, but she could only tell herself that she had forgotten what happened before.
Nowadays, she no longer dares to hate. Because she is afraid that when her heart is filled with a certain kind of hatred, she may not really be able to love him.
It was already late at night, and there seemed to be the sound of a woman walking back and forth outside the door. Wen Xihe ignored it and walked to the window to stand still. The thick curtains blocked all the noise between the house and the outside world. Wen Xihe tried his best to
She opened the curtains, and there was dancing light faintly falling on her face, but her eyes fell on the window and stayed still.
While she was sleeping, the man had already quickly found someone to put a thick protective net on the window.
He locked her up like a naughty pet.
Wen Xihe leaned over and pressed his forehead against the cold window, trying to calm down the coolness, calm down, and calm down.
Now, her desire to escape is getting stronger and stronger, but it seems that there is nothing she can do. She is even imagining that maybe Lan Lingzhou noticed that she was missing at the first time. Maybe these days, he has
Trying every possible means to find her whereabouts.
only......
Even if Lan Lingzhou is here, what can he do? Even if he finds this place, he may not be able to take her away. He Mingjue is not a fool, and it is not that easy to do it.
Lan Lingzhou?
Lan Lingzhou!
The three words "Lan Lingzhou" immediately jumped into Wen Xihe's mind, and Lan Lingzhou's face suddenly flashed before her eyes.
The next second, she almost jumped up because of excitement.
How could she forget that in her hands, she still held the most crucial and most certain advantage to escape. She actually only remembered it after such a long time!
Unable to hold back the small excitement in her heart, Wen Xihe repeatedly confirmed in her mind the secret that only she and Lan Lingzhou knew. She walked up and down the carpet, but did not dare to make her movements too conspicuous.
It wasn't until she thought over and over in her mind what she had to do next that she pulled up her clothes and walked to the door seriously.
The door to the bedroom opened with a clatter, and Wen Xihe saw the servant who was leaning on the sofa and almost asleep. Hearing the noise, the woman jumped up from the sofa almost as a reflex, mouthing
She murmured, "Miss, Miss...Miss?!" When she saw Wen Xihe standing by the door, the woman's eyes suddenly widened, because the previous events had left a lasting impression on the woman's heart.
Shadow, she almost subconsciously moved her body towards the door as soon as she discovered Wen Xihe.
Wen Xihe withdrew her gaze, walked all the way to the small coffee table, knelt down and sat on the soft carpet. She couldn't ignore the woman's movements, but she tried to look as calm as possible, so calm that she couldn't tell what was going on in her heart.
The undercurrent of time.
"What's your name?" Under the woman's astonished gaze, she turned around and calmly accepted the woman's scrutiny.
When her name was called, a brief moment of embarrassment appeared on the woman's face. She subconsciously touched the corner of her clothes in front of her and whispered, "My surname is Ming..."
Before the woman finished speaking, Wen Xihe raised his head to face the woman with a slight smile, and said softly, "Sister Ming, I'm hungry. I want to have a midnight snack, is that okay?"
Upon hearing Wen Xihe's words, the woman couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. But soon, when she realized that Wen Xihe seemed to be finally showing signs of becoming good, she turned around and rushed out without stopping.
In fact, nothing reassured everyone more than Wen Xihe's tranquility. Their employer, except the woman in front of him, had a cold expression on everyone he saw. Although this job was high-tech, it was
They risked being scolded by the cold-faced Yama at any time. They couldn't even imagine how that man like Yama would treat them if Wen Xihe was really lost one day.
The woman patted her chest, as if she was suddenly relieved. But none of this escaped Wen Xihe's eyes.
At this moment, she was quiet, as if Wen Xihe, who had reacted violently before and only thought about escaping, did not exist at all.
Some people are secretly happy, but for Wen Xihe, she doesn't have to do anything. She just needs to eat well and wait for the time to leave the villa.
Outside the villa, the sound of a car could be heard faintly. From a distance, it sounded like He Mingjue's breathing. Even before it reached him, Wen Xihe felt unprecedentedly suffocated.
But she endured the suffocation, because maybe soon, she would be able to leave this suffocating place.
The voice of a servant greeting He Mingjue came from downstairs, and the familiar and steady footsteps of a person came from the stairs. Finally, the footsteps stopped at the door.
Wen Xihe froze almost subconsciously and listened warily to the movement outside the door. But after waiting for a long time, she did not wait for He Mingjue to open the door and come in.
She stood across a door and was cautiously on guard. He stood across a door and raised his hand to knock on the door, but his movements froze in mid-air.
"Sir?" The woman came over and saw He Mingjue standing hesitantly by the door. She was very confused, but she started to say as if she didn't forget to offer a treasure, "Sir, the lady took the initiative to eat today. She is inside, you.
.....”
He Mingjue's dim eyes flickered slightly, but then he glanced at the bedroom door, as if he could see Wen Xihe's nervous and guarded expression through the door.
The man's hand slowly dropped and then turned around.
"Take good care of her!"
Immediately afterwards, the person who had been standing outside the door raised his feet and left.
Wen Xihe seemed to have fought a battle, his body slightly slumped on the carpet.
In fact, even if she is resisting, she is still waiting for his arrival, because only by seeing him can she leave safely and completely, maybe there will be hope.
Wen Xihe clenched her fists and fought countless times in her heart. Finally she stood up, opened the door, and followed He Mingjue in the direction where he disappeared.
Only by doing that will she have the chance to leave.