to feed you properly soon." 。Zheng Jinbao spoke and left the room. 。Every minute and second passing by, Lin Jinran felt a wave of heat gradually surging within his body, his fair cheeks slowly flush...Lin Jin was dyed unaware of the pain on his body, Xiuqing's face was full of astonishment.

He doesn't know any of the people she said.

His gaze held a clear recognition, yet it was laced with intense hatred.

Could it be that all of this happened while she was losing her memory

In Lin Jinran's heart, not a word was asked. The old man seemed not to answer her, but right now, her most important task was to figure out where she was!

"You kidnapped me, why"

Licking his dry lips, Lin Jinyan pretended to be calm and inquired.

Mr. Zheng let out a cold snort, "To avenge my son, rest assured, he'll be here to save you soon. Then I'll send all of you to reunite in heaven!"

He deserved more than just a single shot. Fu Mo Han's death was too easy; he should make Fu Mo Han experience everything his son endured in prison.

The humiliation of his death, that's the only way to quell the hatred in my heart!

As he spoke, Old Zheng stood up using his cane and turned slowly towards the door. He reached the doorway, paused, then turned his body around.

"Don't even think about running away, or you'll get a taste of what it's like to be worse than dead." He finished his words and left. "Bang," the door slammed shut.

Dust swirled, the forest came to an abrupt end, and Lin Jinran coughed a few times before turning his head and struggling to sit up, taking in everything around him.

She was in a simple room, with nothing else besides the bed and the stool where the old man had just been sitting.

Facing the bed was an iron gate, tightly shut at this moment. No one knew what lay beyond it.

His hands and feet were bound with thick ropes. Lin Jinran struggled slightly, but the ropes were tied very tightly, and he couldn't break free.

She looked around, trying to find something she could use to break free from the ropes, but there was nothing.

She looked disappointedly at the rusted iron gate, wondering what lay beyond and if anyone was guarding it.

Lin Jinran was very anxious. At the moment, she felt helpless to save herself and didn't know if Ye Xiao knew that she had disappeared.

Thinking of the night owl, his eyes darkened slightly.

In her predicament, the first person who came to her mind was surprisingly Night Owl.

Could it be that she truly has feelings for him

Lin Jinran shook his head frantically, denying it, how could that be, impossible.

She wouldn't fall for rapists, kidnappers, or prisoners!

It's just that she's imprisoned by Ye Xiao now, so she would think of him first. That must be it!

After confirming again and again, she had affirmed her idea. Lin Jinran raised her eyes once more. She couldn't just sit there passively; she had to find a way, at the very least to free her hands and feet.

Lin Jinran carefully moved her legs and crawled to the edge of the bed. Her legs landed on the ground first, and then she sat up.

She stood straight and moved her tiny body, rubbing against the door frame. Her ears were pressed against the iron door, listening to the sounds outside.

The iron gate was cold and icy, its rust scraping against her face without moving an inch.

After a while, hearing nothing outside the door, she turned her body and, using the hand bound behind her back, reached for the doorknob.

The door was tightly shut, not a sliver of space to be seen.

With no way out, Lin Jin painted the doorknob loose and once again surveyed the room, trying to find something useful.

His gaze finally settled on the few scattered shards at the door, and Lin Jinyan's eyes lit up instantly.

Bricks have corners, which can wear down thick ropes!

She moved to the doorway and with effort, she leaned against the wall, squatting down. Her hands, bound behind her back, reached a broken doorknob.

He held it in his hand, gripping the sharper parts tightly, aiming it at the rope on his wrist.

The sharp corners of a brick are capable of breaking, but they're also very troublesome and slow.

Besides, her hands were bound, and after a while, they started to ache. She needed a break.

There was no clock in the room, she didn't know how long he had been grinding, she only felt pain in her hands.

Fortunately, the thick and sturdy hemp rope has been worn down by more than half by the bricks, and it is estimated that it will be broken soon.

At this time, outside the iron gate, footsteps sounded from afar.ice.Lin Jinran, who had just narrowly escaped death, was overwhelmed with emotion and couldn't hold it back. Tears flowed like a flood as she buried herself in the man's embrace, trembling and shudder...