Bai Jingshu might appear to be a spoiled young master, but he was actually kind-hearted.
Initially, she really disliked him, but the more she got to know him, the more she discovered his many unique qualities that others didn't have.
Although he rarely expressed himself, she knew that she held an important place in his heart.
All she could do was pray that Bai Yunan could hold Bai Jingshu back and prevent him from causing trouble.
After answering the phone, Kun went out with Lao Wu, and An Xia finally had time to inspect the room.
The wallpapers had begun peeling off, appearing mottled and dilapidated. There were windows, but security bars were installed over them, and through the windows, she could vaguely see the residential buildings outside. This should be an old neighborhood in Jingcheng City.
She wasn't familiar with Jingcheng City, so she couldn't guess the approximate location at all.
An Xia took a deep breath while leaning against the wall to calm herself down.
She thought Kun seemed extraordinary and intelligent, while Lao Wu seemed short-sighted, easily bribed, and lustful. She had to be on guard against the latter.
The room was empty, with nothing else in it. The ropes on her hands and feet were tightly bound, and she couldn't untie them or find anything sharp to cut the ropes.
With great effort, she managed to get up from the ground and jumped to the window. Her chin scraped against the surface, leaving her mouth tasting of rust, but she finally managed to open the window.
The floor was high, and when she looked down, she couldn't see if there was anyone below.
Suddenly, she saw a cup-sized bonsai on the windowsill. Of course, the plants inside had already withered, and the flowerpot was small enough to fit through the gaps of the security bars.
She was about to push the small flowerpot down with her chin, hoping to hit someone and attract attention, but then she thought, what if it didn't hit anyone?
She bit her lip and knocked her head against the wall, breaking the skin but not drawing blood.
Forget it. I shouldn't hit my forehead against the wall. What if I hit too hard and end up disfiguring myself?!
She turned her back and struggled to drag her bound hands forcefully across the window ledge, immediately cutting a bloody gash.
An Xia gritted her teeth and let the blood drip onto the small flowerpot. After both the inside and out were stained with blood, she pushed the flowerpot down.
Surely, a flower pot stained with blood would arouse suspicion among passersby, right?
After doing all this, she sat down against the wall, panting heavily, her heart beating rapidly.
Doing something to save herself was better than sitting and waiting for death.
Minutes and seconds passed, but Kun and Lao Wu didn't return, and no one came knocking on the door.
By the time it got dark, An Xia began to feel desperate.
Fortunately, her injury was on her palm. After clenching her fist, the wound stopped bleeding. Otherwise, she'd have bled to death if she waited for someone to save her.
She lost track of time and was starting to feel drowsy against the wall when the door to the room opened.
The room was illuminated as Lao Wu and Kun walked in.
An Xia slowly sank down.
Both of their expressions were grim, and Kun entered and squinted, his eyes fixed on her, while Lao Wu's gaze lingered on her body as if he had already stripped her naked.
A chilling feeling spread throughout her body, and she dared not utter a word.
Kun approached a few steps closer and looked down at her. "Bai Yunan and his people are looking for us everywhere. It's obvious that you are important to them."
That was expected. Bai Yunan cared a lot about Bai Jingshu, and he wouldn't ignore his affairs.
"Let's make them wait for a night. Tomorrow, when they become anxious, we'll arrange a rendezvous for you to see them. How about that?" Kun spoke with a hint of a smile as if he was talking to an old friend.
This sent shivers down An Xia's spine, and she didn't dare to respond.
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