I thought that after escaping from that devil's den, I could at least be a human being and survive with my own hands, but I didn't expect that this man would really have that kind of thought.
This is Thailand. He is so rich. He can sleep with any woman he wants as long as he wants. Why is he still a waste of women?
But no matter what she thought, in her current situation, she seemed to have no choice but to obey.
Forget it. If he wants to sleep, just let him sleep. After he has slept and satisfied his curiosity, he won't stare at me anymore. Then I can find a way to escape.
Sitting and waiting for death has never been her style. Building bridges over rivers and constructing roads across mountains is her way to survive.
Liang Lu did not cook dinner. The cook knew that she had been taken out and was afraid that she would complain, so he did not use her anymore.
Song Cai looked at the Tom Yum Goong soup on the table and inexplicably felt no appetite. He raised his eyes to look at the woman opposite him. She had changed into a black skirt that she had bought today, but her makeup had been removed. She still lowered her head and still used her thick hair to cover her small face, as if she was afraid of being seen, like a timid rabbit hiding in a hole.
The man curled his lips, reached out and filled a bowl of soup, and handed it to her.
"Tie your hair up. You look good with your hair tied up."
Liang Lu paused for a moment, then nodded and used the black rubber band on her wrist to casually tie her hair into a low ponytail.
"Drink the soup." Song Cai spoke again.
"Sir, you drink. I can do it myself." Liang Lu was not used to sitting at the table facing him, and her whole body was stiff.
"Then serve me a bowl. I serve it and you drink it." Song Cai was in a good mood, his eyes glued to her.
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