However, there was no one to pay any attention to her.
It was as if she could neither call upon heaven nor earth for help.
She shouted until she was heart-wrenchingly hoarse, and her throat went dumb.
She didn't know how much time had passed when the car stopped and she was thrown into a place.
The wind all around sounded like the cries of ghosts and howls of wolves, eerie and haunting.
She was trapped inside a sack.
Unable to see what was outside, this challenged one's psychological limits even further.
…
Xu Ningxi looked at the clock.
Fu Hanzheng hadn't returned yet.
He had left that evening and had been gone for two hours already.
If he didn't return soon, she would start to suspect that Fu Hanzheng was sneaking off to fool around with rich women behind her back.
Just then, there was a noise at the door.
She practically ran to it in her eagerness.
The door was opened from outside, and Fu Hanzheng entered.
