CHAPTER 91: CHAPTER 91: ESCAPE

Tong Yan watched Bo Yimo’s car gradually disappear from the window. Freedom!

She immediately got out of bed, picked up the bag on the bedside table, and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, she was stopped at the staircase.

Tong Yan remembered this middle-aged man was the butler. She took two steps to the left, and the butler followed; she took two steps to the right, and the butler followed again.

Tong Yan: ...

Butler, are you trying to rebel!

After all, I’m a guest. Is this how you treat guests!

The butler looked serious, "Miss Tong, the young master said you cannot leave before he returns."

"Uh, I’m just taking a walk, I didn’t say I was leaving," Tong Yan replied sincerely.

The butler remained unmoved, eyes fixed on her handbag without saying a word.

Tong Yan: ...

Damn, I forgot I was carrying a bag!

Tong Yan continued to speak sincerely, "I’m just walking around with my bag, I swear I won’t leave."

If it’s about being thick-skinned, no one can beat her!

Tong Yan felt proud.

The butler insisted, "Miss, you cannot leave."

If it were someone of her age, she could just take them down without negotiation, but this person wasn’t in her generation. No matter how tough she was, she couldn’t bring herself to deal with middle-aged people!

What to do?

Tong Yan felt distraught. She really couldn’t rest for a month. If Young Master Mo came back, she definitely wouldn’t be able to leave. Was she going to be stuck in this house for a whole month?

The thought was terrifying.

"What your young master meant was not to leave this house. He didn’t say I can’t leave this room, right?" Tong Yan tried hard to negotiate, trying to buy some leeway for herself.

But the butler remained still, showing no sign of being persuaded.

Tong Yan looked at the sky and finally had to give up.

She dejectedly returned to her room, looked at the window, which was a full ten meters from the ground.

How to escape from this third-floor window...

Tong Yan looked at the bedsheets, and suddenly, an idea struck her.

She found scissors and cut the bedsheets into several strips, then tied them tightly together. She tied one end of the sheets to the bedpost and let the other end down from the window; the length was just right.

She had seen the female protagonist use this method to escape countless times on TV.

Tong Yan stood at the window, took a deep breath like a warrior facing a challenge, and climbed out, gripping the rope.

Bo Yimo thought that if he instructed the butler, she would stay put and nurse her injuries peacefully. He never imagined this girl would come up with such a method.

Due to the fracture in her left foot, Tong Yan found it a bit difficult to climb.

When Qiao Jing walked in from outside the villa, he was greeted by a scene of a girl clumsily sliding down, and her movements were quite comical.

This girl, why did she seem so familiar?

Could it be... Tong Yan?!

Qiao Jing casually took out his phone and snapped a photo of her, then slowly walked over as she landed on the ground.

Tong Yan landed safely, clapping her hands with joy, then turned around to find Qiao Jing standing there.

Tong Yan couldn’t help but step back a few paces, patted her chest, "What are you doing here? You scared me to death." Why does he appear everywhere!

Qiao Jing asked with interest, "What are you up to?"

"Guess," Tong Yan replied without a care for politeness, then glanced at her watch and waved her hand, "I have something to do, so I’ll be off first."

Qiao Jing smiled, "What if I don’t let you go?"

Tong Yan gave him an earnest look up and down, "You can’t beat me."

Qiao Jing: ...

Am I that weak?

Tong Yan noticed his doubtful expression — seriously still not giving up — and sighed, "Should we give it a try?"