A few days later, citing health reasons, Gong Heng sent her to Xianshan Villa, a quiet, ancient castle-style dwelling in the suburbs with a distinctly European-American flair. In front, there was a vast garden, and behind, a lake sprinkled with sporadic blossoms of little red flowers. The air was fresh and the scenery delightful.
The most critical aspect was that Gong Heng would only visit once a week.
At all other times, it was Xu Yuan who kept her company.
Ever since the kidnapping ordeal, which ultimately resolved without harm, she felt terrified every time she thought back on it. Gong Heng spent every day with her, but it did nothing to soothe the fear in her heart.
Perhaps, she felt even more uneasy in Gong Heng's presence.
Gong Heng was a ticking time bomb, and being near him was even more dangerous.
She also became more silent.
