At nightfall, H City.
Song Weiyi's room was on the second floor, with reinforced stainless steel mesh fitted on the windows.
The walls of the yard were a full three meters high.
There were two bodyguards responsible for guarding her, as well as a Mrs. Li who was specially in charge of cooking and taking care of Song Weiyi.
No cell phone, no computer.
All forms of communication had been severed by them to prevent Song Weiyi from sending secret signals to the outside world.
Under such circumstances, it was impossible for her to fly away, even with wings.
Being detained in such a strange place was an experience that Song Weiyi had never anticipated.
"Knock, knock..." Mrs. Li knocked on the door.
"Miss, it's time to come downstairs for dinner."
This Mrs. Li was also a stranger to Song Weiyi, but from Mrs. Li's posture, it seemed she might have some self-defense skills.
Even the cook was someone skilled in martial arts—how afraid were they that she would escape?
