"I will give you a large sum of money."
Rong Yanqiao still shook her head.
"Grandfather, you just need to send me out of here."
For her, leaving this place was the best plan.
If the old man gave her money, she was also afraid that Rong Qingze would use it to find her later.
The old man didn't leave that night, and Rong Qingze still hadn't returned.
Rong Yanqiao lay awake at night, staring blankly out the window.
She always felt that everything was going too smoothly, so smoothly that it felt strange.
Does Rong Qingze really not have spies in the house?
Would he really be so kind-hearted and let her go like this?
From her understanding of him, this was probably impossible.
Yet, his absence gave Rong Yanqiao a sense of possibility.
Also a sense of hope.
What if the old man was skillful?
Could she really be free now?
It's not impossible, Rong Yanqiao thought.
In the midst of her idle thoughts, she drifted into sleep.
The next morning, someone knocked on her door.
