"Of course, I could also have you thrown back into prison!"
Lin Xinlan's hand, resting on her knee, clenched slightly. She didn't quite know what she was feeling inside.
Was it a sense of injustice? Discomfort? Or a helpless resignation to fate?
She looked up and nodded faintly, "Madam Rong, I have taken your words to heart. Rest assured, I won't do anything to hurt him from now on."
She made the promise lightly, but no one knew the humiliation that came with it.
From now on, if Rong Shaoze hurt her, she could only suffer in silence.
Had she completely lost all dignity?
If only she hadn't hit Du Ruoxin with her car, she wouldn't have to endure Rong Shaoze's torment or be constantly threatened by them over this matter.
"It's best if you remember. And remember this clear: your status is not that of the Young Madam of the Rong Family, so don't act like you're the lady of the house, you understand?"
"Yes, I understand." That, she had always been very clear about.
