"But I know if you want to get out, you definitely need strength. Whether you eat or not is entirely up to you."
Left with no choice, Mo Ran ate the late-night snack.
The old lady carried the dinnerware downstairs and respectfully said to Gu Yixuan, who was sitting on the sofa, "Mr. Gu, she has eaten."
The man nodded and waved his hand to dismiss her.
Over the next few days, Mo Ran obediently ate her food, but she still had no chance to leave. Her willpower and spirit were exhausted, and she no longer wanted to resist.
Now, she just hoped that Gu Yixuan would show up. She would agree to anything he wanted, as long as he would let her go. This feeling of being in the dark was truly awful.
Day after day, Gu Yixuan finally appeared. The door opened, and fresh air poured in. Mo Ran breathed it in almost greedily.
Seeing Gu Yixuan appear fresh and crisp before her made her teeth itch with hatred. These past few days, she had been so unkempt.
