Before executing the plan, Shen Jianian looked around; the gardener responsible for tending the garden hadn't come yet. From her observations over the past few days, she noted the gardener usually arrived after nine. Cheng Jin was ironing clothes, and wouldn't be coming out for a while. The guard in the security booth was far away and typically wouldn't notice this area.
If she didn't escape now, then when?
Shen Jianian took out a roll of nylon rope hidden behind the flower stand, which she had secretly pocketed yesterday while helping Aunt Cheng clean the storage room.
It was her first time scaling a wall, and it'd be a lie to say Shen Jianian wasn't nervous. She took a deep breath, convinced she could do it. She then tied the rope to the gaps in the back of a wicker chair and threw the other end over the top of the wall with force.
