So where is there a dog? She could clearly understand human speech.
Jiang Nanshu knocked again, "Who are you?"
There was no response inside.
Jiang Nanshu waited a moment, but the person inside still did not speak.
Jiang Nanshu asked another question, "Can you speak? Answer me."
She waited about a minute, but still there was no movement inside.
Jiang Nanshu looked at the lock; without the key, there was simply no way to open it.
Calls of anxious servants came from outside.
Jiang Nanshu frowned and dropped a sentence, "Wait here while I go find the key to let you out."
She didn’t know which word had struck a nerve in the person inside.
The chains were smashed loudly.
Jiang Nanshu walked out, pretending to admire the scenery in the estate’s park.
The servants found her and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Madam, the master is calling you for dinner."
Jiang Nanshu asked what time it was; it turned out to be six o’clock in the evening.
When she returned inside, Lu Qingyan was sitting on the couch.
He looked up at her, "Where have you been?"
Jiang Nanshu, without any change in her expression, replied, "Just taking a stroll outside, I didn’t leave the premises, do you need to control that too?"
Lu Qingyan smiled slightly, "No, it’s just good to have you around."
Jiang Nanshu sat opposite him, staring at him, "Lu Qingyan, what you are doing isn’t right. I am not your property; you can’t restrict my freedom. I am cooperating with you now because I want to understand what exactly is wrong with you. Can you tell me the truth?"
Jiang Nanshu decided to lay her cards on the table first.
Lu Qingyan quietly watched her for two seconds, then suddenly laughed, "What are you talking about? I’m fine. I haven’t restricted your freedom. I set a timetable because I hoped you would come home earlier."
Jiang Nanshu glanced at him, frustrated, "I see you really don’t want to deal properly with me."
Jiang Nanshu wanted Lu Qingyan to open up to her so she could properly advise him, but Lu Qingyan clearly had no such intention.
Was his problem her absence?
But she had inexplicably come back.
He was still the same.
She had said she wouldn’t leave, and she meant it.
She ran upstairs, packed some things, and prepared to leave.
When she reached the door, a dozen bodyguards blocked her way out.
This place was only left with the sound of his knife and fork against his plate.
"Has Ping’an reported to your friend yet? Nannan, you really do belong in the villa," he said, elegantly setting down his utensils, his tone indifferent.
Jiang Nanshu was testing his limits. She had just grabbed a suitcase and was blocked at the door; now her freedom was being curtailed again, locking her up once more.
Jiang Nanshu scoffed coldly, "Do you really think you can hold me here? As long as I’m alive, I’ll find a way to leave."
Lu Qingyan lowered his gaze suddenly, as if thinking of something, his tone serious, "You are right. Then from tomorrow, stay by my side?"
Tonight, Jiang Nanshu went straight to the guest room to sleep and even locked the door.
Lu Qingyan did not look for her.
The next morning, he knocked on her door, and when Jiang Nanshu ignored him, he used the key to come in.
"Come to the office with me."
Half an hour later, she was taken to the car.
"Lu Qingyan, are you sick? Why are you taking me to your company!" Jiang Nanshu scolded directly.
She felt that a gentle approach wouldn’t cure Lu Qingyan’s problem.
The driver was Ye Yuan, and hearing Jiang Nanshu’s scolding, his pupils shook—was this his chance to get in on the gossip?
He should have looked away, but he couldn’t move as if his butt had rooted!
He sat like a log in his original position, head slightly tilted, ready to eavesdrop.
Lu Qingyan’s expression was indifferent, "Yeah, I am sick."
Jiang Nanshu had planned to go find the key today.
But Lu Qingyan suddenly kept her by his side to watch over her.
She even doubted whether her purpose had been exposed.