The bed was very large, to the extent that even if both of them stretched out their arms at the same time, they wouldn't touch each other. She felt very reassured by such a safe distance.
Wei Anning stared at the ceiling. She wasn't sleepy, and the room was very quiet. When she heard Leng Youchen turning over, she immediately looked over with vigilance, and just happened to catch his deep, pitch-black eyes.
Ever since she began to suspect that he and the masked man were the same person, she found it difficult to look him in the eye, always feeling as if a demon might jump out at her from his gaze.
"..."
The two of them made eye contact in silence. Wei Anning uncomfortably averted her gaze and again stared at the ceiling. The purely masculine ceiling light, like a piece of artwork, prompted her to ask, "Do you feel lonely being here alone?"
"Why bring this up all of a sudden?" Leng Youchen lay flat and also stared at the ceiling light above.
Wei Anning glanced at him, "Just suddenly thought of it. Come on, tell me."
"..." Leng Youchen remained silent, apparently not planning to answer her question.
Wei Anning, feeling awkward after her failed attempt at conversation, turned over with her back to him and soon fell asleep. Suddenly, a suppressed male voice came from behind her; she was foggy-headed and struggled to listen clearly, but her consciousness gradually drifted away.
What Leng Youchen said that night, it wasn't until much later that she remembered it.
On the fifth day since Wei Anning arrived on the island, the school still hadn't called her back, so she asked Leng Youchen for the satellite phone to call them. The school leadership replied to her, "We have verified the situation you mentioned. There indeed is a student named Wei Anning in the school, but she has not disappeared. She attends classes and checks in every day. Madam, please don't spread rumors. Our school has strict supervision, and there's no way a student would be kidnapped."
"No, teacher, I am Wei Anning, I..." Wei Anning hadn't finished speaking when the other end hung up the phone, and no one answered when she called back.
She angrily ran her hands through her hair, wishing she could smash the phone. How could this be? Who was impersonating her and attending school in her stead? Could it be Wei Anjing?
Did she bring her to this godforsaken place and then impersonate her at school? What on earth did she want to do?
She paced back and forth in agitation in the living room, with an impulsive drive crashing through her chest. She threw down the phone and rushed out of the villa. She had to leave this place; she couldn't just wait for death. She wanted to return to normal life; she refused to spend her whole life on this island.
Wei Anning passed through the garden and headed straight for the dock, where several speedboats were moored. As long as she boarded a speedboat, she could escape. Even if she ended up dying at sea from lack of fuel, it was better than being imprisoned here for life.
Moreover, she had observed that at night, she could see the light of a distant lighthouse, which meant that there was more than one private island nearby. If she could get to another island, her chances of escaping this cage were very high.
Her determination to leave was exceptionally strong. When she reached the seaside, she saw a servant moving things down from a speedboat. Listening carefully, the speedboat's engine wasn't turned off.
Her palms sweating with nervousness, she hid behind a bush and quietly watched the movements by the speedboat, then seized the opportunity to dash onto the speedboat. Without even having time to catch her breath, she pulled the throttle, and the boat shot out to sea.
The door to the study was pushed open with a "bang"; the butler hurried in and reported to Leng Youchen, who was sitting behind the desk, "Third Young Master, the Third Young Lady just stole a speedboat and escaped."
"What?" Leng Youchen shot up from his chair, his face ashen. He had underestimated her courage; she had indeed dared to escape while he let his guard down.