Chapter 92 The most urgent task is to get out.

At that time, Luo Tingwei was holding a book on her bedside table, mostly world classics. Li Yanzhou was very strict with her, forbidding her from using her phone or reading romance novels during her confinement, for fear that she would overthink things.

Qingqiao brought over the food. "Dinner's ready, Miss Luo."

Hearing the sound, Luo Tingwei put down her book and looked over. Sure enough, the quality of the food had dropped again after she offended Li Yanzhou.

Qingqiao brought the food over, glanced at the copy of "How the Steel Was Tempered" on her person, and sighed.

"Miss Luo, you'd better not look at these things."

She was trying to persuade her with good intentions.

She felt that Luo Tingwei's personality was too strong-willed.

It's something that could have been resolved simply by speaking up, begging for forgiveness, or using a bit of sweet talk and gentle persuasion, yet it's escalated to this point.

She counted the days; Luo Tingwei had been locked up here for twenty-one days.

Most people simply couldn't stick with it.

She is truly stubborn.

Just by the fact that Li Yanzhou is all clean and there are no other women around him, and that he comes to this room every few days and stays for two or three hours at a time, she knows that Miss Luo has the young master completely under her thumb.

It may seem that she is locked in this room, but in reality, Li Yanzhou is trapped in his uncontrollable obsession with her.

Qingqiao thought that if she had just taken a step back, said some nice things, and taken the initiative to flatter and get closer to the young master, how could the young master not give her face?

Unfortunately, Miss Luo has her own stubbornness.

That's so stupid.

Instead of spending this time reading classic literature, you should be thinking about how to get out of here sooner!

Sometimes, Qingqiao would feel anxious for her when she saw her locked up here, looking depressed and down.

Luo Tingwei clearly didn't understand the meaning behind her words, closed the book, and explained,

"I just finished reading this one, and I'll start reading 'To Live' in a bit."

"Miss Luo!"

Qingqiao couldn't hold back any longer and finally interrupted her, "Stop reading these classics. You should think about how to get out. If you stay locked up here, even if you have an iron will, you'll only be able to barely survive. That would be such a waste."

Luo Tingwei was taken aback by what she said and couldn't help but look up at her.

That was an interesting remark, and Luo Tingwei's heart began to stir upon hearing it.

But, go out?

The man wouldn't let her go, so how was she supposed to get out?

She didn't think he would waver at all if she begged him.

He's so cruel.

"I can't get out."

After a long silence, she simply gave Qingqiao a bitter smile and said, "He must hate me to the core now."

“Miss Luo, I can tell that the young master likes you very much.”

Luo Tingwei shook her head. "You don't understand."

In her eyes, Qingqiao was just a little girl who thought everything was simple.

"..."

Seeing that she couldn't persuade her, Qingqiao suddenly thought of something and spoke up.

"Did you know that we had some guests this afternoon?"

Luo Tingwei lay there lazily, seemingly uninterested, and softly uttered an "oh".

"It's a Mr. Huo who's here to see you."

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingwei paused, her voice finally softening, "Cousin?"

"My cousin came to see me?"

Qingqiao recalled for a moment, "Yes, I heard some things from afar. Mr. Huo wanted to see you, but was stopped by the young master."

Upon hearing this, Luo Tingwei's anger flared up instantly, and her fists clenched involuntarily, only to slowly relax a few seconds later.

As expected.

"Did you hear me? What was it about?"

Qingqiao took a deep breath, then lowered her voice and whispered a few words in her ear.

Luo Tingwei's expression gradually turned serious. "Nonsense!"

The Huo family's centennial ancestral worship ceremony is a major event, and all family members will be present. How could he make a decision for her on his own and prevent her from going back?

Huo Shuran only has one daughter, and no matter what, she will only recognize her as her mother. She must go back on her behalf.

hateful!

What right did he have? What right did he have to suppress the news and trap her here?

However, despite her anger, Luo Tingwei quickly calmed down.

Qingqiao is right. The most important thing now is to get out of here.

"What should I do? What should I do...?"

She suddenly felt like crying, realizing that her time was running out.

“Miss Luo, take my advice. Apologize to the young master. Be humble and try to please him. Being stubborn won't do you any good. Whether it works or not, you should give it a try. At least the young master doesn't mind being with you, which is a sign that he likes you. You should seize the opportunity…”

At this moment, Qingqiao revealed another important clue, "Young Master's birthday is in two weeks, and this is also an opportunity."

Luo Tingwei rubbed her eyes, and a sudden thought struck her, making her feel instantly enlightened.

"Qingqiao, would you be willing to help me?"

“If I wasn’t willing, I wouldn’t have talked to you so much. Miss Luo, you helped me when I was being targeted and made things difficult by Aunt Wu. I have to repay you for this kindness.”

Luo Tingwei smiled nonchalantly, "What's the big deal?"

"Tell me, how can I help you?"

Luo Tingwei took a deep breath, looked away, and already had an idea in mind.

"Go and find these things for me..."

**

With a new direction in mind, Luo Tingwei would often practice smiling in front of the mirror.

It wasn't a smile, it was a fawning smile, a sycophantic smile.

However, just when she was ready to play along with Li Yanzhou, he didn't show up.

He used to come almost every day, and even if he didn't come, it wouldn't be for more than two days.

But three days have passed, and Luo Tingwei hasn't even seen a glimpse of him.

Qingqiao said, "Young Master has clearly been home these past few days."

That means they deliberately didn't come.

Luo Tingwei had a bad feeling; he was really angry, so angry that he didn't want to see her.

Things seem to be getting complicated.

Qingqiao was also in a difficult position, because Li Yanzhou was always accompanied by bodyguards, and it was difficult for her, a maid, to get close, let alone whisper in his ear.

In other words, if Li Yanzhou doesn't want to get up and see her, everything will be in vain.

Luo Tingwei spent her days in her room, using the tools Qingqiao had brought her to make whatever she wanted, passing the time while hoping that he would come to see her sometime.

Her smile was already very well learned, but no one was there to check it; it was somewhat ironic.

Things soon took a turn for the better.

It thundered outside that day.

In the study, the man held a fountain pen with his slender fingers, and with a single, bold stroke, he signed his name.

He looked out the window and squinted slightly.

It's raining again.

Li Yanzhou rubbed the bridge of his nose wearily. For some reason, the sound of thunder and rain made him feel uneasy.