The Rolls-Royce parked before the villa she knew. It was a familiar yet terrifying place - the cage she must return. She literally hopped off the car and slammed the door shut, the bang was so loud that it surprised her too.
She waddled to the porch and tossed her heels away, and with no time to put on her slippers, headed straight upstairs. She ran, as she heard the other trail of footsteps catching up with her - it was the devil, though the devil was sauntering towards her with his usual carefree attitude.
Lu Zhaoyang had no mood to serve the master tonight. She went to her room hurriedly, she pulled off the silly pendant and threw it onto the floor outside.
"Huo Yunting, this is too much!" Weakly she leaned against the locked door and slid down to the bottom, panting after locking the door immediately, as if the victim in Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
