After the meal, she crossed her arms and sat cross-legged on the bed waiting for Yan Mubei to come back to settle the accounts.
As the sun set, the maid came in again with food.
Lin Qianqian looked at the sunset on the terrace and asked, "What time is it now? Is the person named Yan back?"
Last night she threw the alarm clock at Yan Mubei. Now the alarm clock on the bedside table is gone. She is in a room without a TV. She has no sense of time.
The maid had probably been working in the Yan family for some time, so she was not surprised by Lin Qianqian's sarcastic remarks. Instead, she was a little stunned: "Didn't the young master tell you?"
"What did you say?" Lin Qianqian frowned, her eyes wary.
"He will fly to Germany in the morning and will not be back until seven days later."
"Going abroad?" Lin Qianqian jumped out of bed and shouted anxiously: "What should I do?"
I originally planned to argue with him when he came back, what was the point of trapping her here?
She wants to go home, she wants her mobile phone and bag.
My parents must have been worried because I didn't go home last night. Besides, Shangguan Zhixuan was injured. How is he doing now?
Everything is waiting for her to go out and deal with it.
However, he put her under house arrest in a bedroom and sent bodyguards to guard her outside, while his people went to live happily abroad.
What should she do?
Do you want to stay here for seven days?
Have you wasted these seven days in vain?
Lin Qianqian couldn't believe that he would do this, trapping her so domineeringly and ruthlessly.
The maid said: "I don't know."
Lin Qianqian held on to her last hope: "Did he say when he would let me out?"
The maid said: "No."
Lin Qianqian's mood, which had just calmed down, suddenly surged to the highest point of anger again.
Yan Mubei, you bastard.
He actually wanted to imprison her for seven days.
Is this punishment for her?
Let her completely lose the power of freedom.
To show her that he was her master?
Is he the only one who can control her life?
It's really too much.
"It's too much." Lin Qianqian said what was deep in her heart, clenching her hands into fists and trembling with anger: "How could he do this?"
For a highly educated person who is so proud and arrogant, this primitive and barbaric way of treating people like slaves is really difficult for her to accept and face.
The maid didn't have much expression on her face. Her face was still calm and her tone was business-like: "This is the young master's order. We just follow his instructions. If the young lady has any questions, she can ask the young master herself when he comes back."
After saying that, she put away the morning dinner plate and turned to leave.
Lin Qianqian looked at her back, feeling even more angry in her heart.
This way of delivering meals in the morning, lunch and evening clearly treated her like a prisoner.
She stepped forward quickly and reached out to grab the maid's wrist: "Give me the phone. I want to call home."
"The young master said that you are not allowed to step out of the room, let alone make a phone call."
"He really regarded me as a prisoner." Lin Qianqian frowned and was extremely angry, but she had to suppress the attack and asked again: "Okay, I won't call home, but I will call him."
The maid looked at her doubtfully.
Lin Qianqian held back and said, "I have something to say to him. Go ahead and get me the phone."
The maid was helpless: "Okay, I'll go ask the young master for instructions."
After the maid left, Lin Qianqian wandered around the room. After becoming extremely angry, she began to think quickly.
She couldn't wait seven days, she had to go out now.