Zi Su, who was locked up in the prison cell, was no longer being tortured, but she was still confined in that room.
In her heart, she kept worrying about the Zhu family's ancestral graves. She was truly terrified that Ji Ruyan would really dig the ancestors out, grind their bones and scatter their ashes.
If it really came to that, she would truly have no face left to see the Zhu Clan ancestors.
When Wu Ying came in to bring her food and saw Zi Su sitting silently in the corner, he sighed softly. This little girl had been in Pangu City for more than two years, and she had always been someone who spoke little and only did her own work well.
Precisely because she was so well‑behaved and obedient, Ji Ruyan had transferred her to her side as a personal maid.
He was also a little surprised that this young girl actually had such a firm heart: after enduring the punishment he had dealt out, she still did not reveal a single word.
"Eat."
