listening to Xie Ming's footsteps fade away, Su Miaomiao's legs went weak and she slid down to sit against the door.
She covered her ears, bit her lip, and tears silently fell.
She was scared. How could she not be?
However, the more frightened she appeared in front of a psychotic like Xie Ming, the more excited he became.
He might even use some extreme measures to make her even more scared.
So, in order to protect herself, she had to pretend to be calm.
She looked up at the quiet dark night outside the window, clutching the rose brooch at her chest tightly, hoping that Xie Yuan would come for her soon.
She was woken up by a maid as daylight arrived and went to the dining hall for a meal.
Xie Ming was wearing the local servant's uniform and sat leisurely at the dining table.
Seeing her come over, he even got up like a gentleman to pull out a chair for her to sit down.
"The weather is nice today. If Miss Su finds it boring, you can take a walk in the garden," he said.
