Xia Zihao leaned on the sofa and lit a cigarette. The smoke curled up and blurred his vision.
"How is she?"
No. 7 had already stood behind him, silently but respectfully saying: "It has been sent in, but there is no sound from inside."
"Oh, she has calmed down a lot. She used to scream and cry all the time." Xia Zihao said quietly, "Do you think she will really change?"
As if talking to himself, no one can answer his question, no one can answer it
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Yu Yuanyuan fell asleep and woke up, woke up and fell asleep again. She didn’t know how long it had been, but she only felt that her throat was very dry and her stomach was always uncomfortably empty.
The book says that if a person does not eat or drink for seven days, he will completely die.
She was so thin. I wonder if she would have died in three days.
She wanted to die before, which was a relief, but she doesn't want to die now. She still has her mother, and her mother is still waiting for her to make money to take care of her illness. Otherwise, if she dies, her mother will not survive.
Suddenly, there was a little light in front of my eyes, followed by the creak of the door opening.
Has it been three days? Is she going to be released?
I felt happy all of a sudden, but when a person came in, the door was immediately closed again.
Weren't we going to let her out? What are we going to do? To torture her?
"Pah——"
A bunch of light suddenly hit her. Yu Yuanyuan's eyes couldn't bear the stimulation and she squinted, but she couldn't raise her hand to block the light.
"It's not that good." A charming voice came over, seemingly with a hint of smile.
who?
A small spark lit up again, Zero lit a cigarette, held it between his two fingers, and smoked slowly
"Are you...?" The voice was dry and unpleasant, like the voice of an old woman.
"My name is Ling, I am the young master's mistress, and also his subordinate, personal bodyguard." Ling deliberately used a teasing tone.
But I didn't see her expected expression.
Yu Yuanyuan just responded lightly without even raising her eyelids.
"Excuse me, is something wrong?"
Ling was a little surprised by her calmness. It seemed that she was already the young master's wife? The mistress came to the door and she was still so calm. Could it be that she really didn't care about the young master or was she just pretending?