"You'll see in a minute, we're almost there," Lin Yi's lips twitched as he muttered under his breath. After all this time, this dimwit finally realizes that we're on the wrong path? What an idiot, she wouldn't even know if she were sold.
Lin Yuan wasn't worried about being sold by Lin Yi. She once again took out some pastries from a hidden compartment, reasoning that one should eat more in cold weather. Being both cold and hungry would be akin to courting death, wouldn't it?
Just as Lin Yuan finished her second plate of pastries, the carriage finally came to a stop.
"Miss, we're here."
Lin Yuan brushed the pastry crumbs from her hands and lifted the curtain to hop off the carriage. As she touched the ground, an urge to curse her mother surged within her.
Here they were, with snow falling and wind howling; not only had this guy Lin Yi not taken her back to Fuman Building, but he'd also brought her to such a godforsaken place!
