w how long it took, but Hou Shao made up her mind. She decided to give birth to the child. Maybe the future would be difficult, but she thought about getting an abortion, and her heart would ache terr...Lin Jinran woke up again, pushed awake by the bodyguard. She lay on the ground, curled up, and looked up at the bodyguard standing in front of her. 。"It's dinner time, this is your meal" 。The bodyguard bent down and placed the tray in his hand on the ground. 。

He stood up, turned around and left the basement, locking the iron gate again. 。When the people were far away, Lin Jinran struggled to get up. As her fingers touched the ground, the wound ached so much that she gasped. 。With a grunt of effort, she sat up, her back leaning against the cold wall. She looked at the tray 。On the tray was a bottle of water and a bowl, which contained only half a bowl of white rice. 。She pursed her cracked, dry lips and, with a hand scarred and worn, picked up the water bottle from the tray. 。He unscrewed the cap and took a few small sips. The water was very cold, quenching his dry mouth with its coolness. 。Lin Jinran didn't dare to drink it all. She didn't know when they would send water over next time. 。

I can go without food, but I really can't go without water. 。

She endured her thirst and only drank half of it, carefully screwing the lid back on and putting it aside. 。

It took effort to lift the rice bowl, and the rice was cold as well. 。Although Lin Jinran wasn't hungry amidst the pain, she still picked up her chopsticks. 。"Hiss," she gasped in pain, having accidentally touched the wound. 。She looked at her injured arm, with dirt, bloodstains, pinpricks, and grime that was unbearable to look at. 。

Relieved, she told herself that women only used needles. If they had used knives, she would probably be in a worse situation now. 。Lin Jinran endured the pain, picked up his chopsticks and carefully lifted a dry piece of rice into his mouth to chew. 。

Though it was just ordinary rice, at this moment it felt incredibly precious to her. 。

Chewing his rice dryly, Lin Jinran looked towards the direction of the iron gate, the only exit 。

Every person who comes in will lock the iron gate. 。She wanted to leave, but the only way out was through the iron gate. However, her current physical condition made it impossible for her to fight them. 。

It seemed as if he were in a hopeless situation, and Lin Jinran's heart was filled with boundless sorrow. 。Is this really where we just have to wait and see what happens She wasn't willing to accept it. 。Even if there is a glimmer of hope, she has to give it a shot. 。Lowering his gaze to the bowl of rice in his hand, Lin Jinran's elegant brows furrowed deeply, lost in thought. 。

Her slender fingers clenched tightly around the bowl, aiming it at the wall and smashing it down hard with a resounding "crash," shattering the bowl into pieces. 。

No one came out the door, they didn't seem worried she would escape, so there was no guard. 。Lin Jinran picked up a broken bowl with a sharp edge and hid it in the palm of his hand. 。

Now we just have to wait

She leaned weakly against the wall, her eyelids fluttering closed as she drifted into a light sleep. 。The silent basement, the sound of high heels "click-clacking" clearly entering the ears. 。Almost instantly, Lin Jinran's eyes flew open, and he looked up toward the direction of the iron gate. 。As expected, a woman stood at the entrance of the basement. 。She stood with her back to the light. Lin Jinran couldn't make out her features, or even who she was. 。

But she knew this person, it was the woman who tormented her. 。>> 。Lin Jinran didn't know what the woman was thinking. She felt inexplicably nervous, her grip on the shards of the bowl tightening. 。

After an unknown amount of time, the woman did not enter through the iron gate. Instead, she turned and left. 。The sound of high heels gradually faded away, until it was no longer audible. 。Lin Jin's heart pounded wildly in his chest, as if he had just been through a great battle. His already weak body was utterly exhausted. 。y in her hand, retreating step by step. "I'll keep the things for you. Remember, the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is. Next time, be careful and don't get shot again."She has the t...