It's already early winter, and a layer of mist has gathered on the windows in the south, making the night feel even colder.
Xu Haohao kicked at the door for a long time without opening it and could only sit to the side, panting heavily. She took a big gulp of water and cursed to herself, "Feng Huaimu, you damn man! Locked me in when leaving? I hope Mr. Qi catches you soon!"
"Open the door! Hurry up and open the door!"
Damn it.
You can't even see a ghost here.
It's been almost a week since she disappeared, she truly underestimated Feng Huaimu. Besides him, she genuinely hadn't seen anyone else, and even her meals were prepared by him personally.
No idea where he stocked up so much food, enough to last a whole week.
This evening, possibly the man couldn't hold out any longer and went out.
Of course, he didn't take her.
She thought about escaping, but this place was made impenetrable by Feng Huaimu, absolutely impossible to get out.
