C3

Chapter III

I didn't know what this middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared was planning, but I knew that I had already completed what my mother had instructed me to do, and that I could now leave.

I was unable to move as I was being suppressed by that fool Rong Nan. I ridiculed the middle-aged man's words, "Are you stupid or am I stupid? What does this fool know? "

I don't want to climb the rocks. I just want to go back to school now, and the best thing is to stay at school. The money I have secretly saved all these years can let me pass the college entrance exam and then leave this place.

"Miss Zheng, you must be joking. Let's drink some porridge and talk more!" The middle-aged man was neither humble nor humble, not responding to my ridicule of his young master at all.

I guess it's exasperation, and the cold look in his eyes is proof of it.

This person placed the bowl of porridge in his hand at the door. Rong Nan grinned and didn't step half a step into this room. The cold and mocking expression on his face when he looked at me just now softened a lot.

Even the voice was very soft, for fear of disturbing their family's young master, "Young Master, the old mister is waiting for you downstairs? When you're done eating, can you go downstairs? "

I rolled my eyes. A fool wouldn't understand human speech. Saying something like that was just a waste of effort.

But to my relief, this middle-aged man really did leave. I was pressed down on the bed and could hear his footsteps.

I looked out of the window. This was the second floor, and I could tell that the middle-aged man was acting very strangely. I didn't know what deal my mother had made with them, but my instincts told me to escape.

I don't know how to break free of his grasp.

This man who did not understand a word, could not speak, no! He spoke, and I suddenly remembered that this man had a name for me.

My mother was a woman who was good at pinching weaknesses, and I had inherited her incongruity.

Therefore, I bet that Rongnan's attitude towards me might be better than I imagined. A child raised by a wild beast definitely wouldn't know that others were scheming against him.

I looked at the steaming bowl of porridge and had an idea.

I shook my right arm out of the quilt and waved it in front of Rong Nan, drawing his attention. After that, I pointed at the bowl of porridge. His eyes were very confused, following the direction of my finger as he looked over.

He didn't understand what I was saying, but he could probably understand most of what I was saying by hand.

I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with pointing to the bowl of porridge, whether it was animals or humans, pointing to the food, clearly indicating that I want to eat that kind of thing.

However, I seemed to have miscalculated something. Rong Nan, who was confused and docile a moment ago, suddenly became irritable. He forcefully opened my arm that was pointing at the bowl of porridge. The brash strength of his hand hit my forearm.

This is the first time I've been hit by someone other than my mother. It's so hard it hurts more than my mother hitting me with a feather duster.

I widened my eyes in regret, cursing myself for being stupid. How could such a fool know what I was trying to express!

I don't know if it's because of the pain that short-circuited my brain, but I actually recklessly bit this fool's most vulnerable neck and beat him like a madman. The rebellious heart that I had suppressed for a long time immediately exploded.

When a woman's fist was in a fit of rage, it was actually very painful to try and use all of her strength to hit someone.

But this fool didn't seem to feel anything, just let me hit him, even when I was biting his most vulnerable neck, and after a moment of tension, after seeing my face, he immediately became docile.

A second ago I was like a lone wolf, but when I beat him, he was like a meek dog.

Beating someone is also a force to be reckoned with. When I lost all of my strength, this fool pressed me down once again at an extremely fast speed and started to stir up.

It was as if my outburst just now was just a joke.

When that fool Rong Nan started what happened last night once again, my body instantly stiffened for a few seconds. After that, I tried my best to resist.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the lamp on the bedside cabinet. Without thinking, I desperately reached for it and threw it towards the fool with all my might.

This act, I thought, might have hurt the fool, or hurt him, so he stopped what he was doing and straddled me and put his hands on his head and I saw blood trickle down his forehead and down his face.

My hand was still holding on to the lamp. The incandescent light had been shattered and there were bloodstains on it.

Because of the pain, Rong Nan let out a low growl from his throat. I was a little scared as my two eyes glared at him fiercely, the palms that held onto the lamp started to sweat. I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, taking advantage of Rong Nan's fear of pain to sit up, before pulling myself out from under him.

He was curled up on the bed in pain, but his dark eyes were fixed on me, and I didn't care that I was naked. When he reached for me again, he gripped the lamp with both hands and waved it around without any skill, so that he couldn't get close to me.

Fear and panic filled my entire chest, making it hard for me to breathe. Even so, I bolstered my courage and glared at Rong Nan, occasionally glancing at the clothes I had worn last night. They were already torn and couldn't be worn anymore.

Pointing the lamp at Fool Rong Nan with both hands, I stood beside the bed and carefully used my feet to hook up the quilt, trying to get the quilt to where I could get it.

When Rong Nan saw my feet, he wanted to reach out and grab me, but when he saw the lamp in my hand, he seemed a little afraid and didn't dare to move.

I was in a stalemate with the fool, and the quilt was within reach, so I held the lamp in one hand and threatened not to approach Rongnan. With the other, I grabbed the quilt and covered myself.

After that, I quickly tossed the lamp towards Rong Nan. This fool directly jumped to the other side of the bed out of reflex. This way, I would have a chance to escape.

Hugging onto a quilt, I throw down the lamp and quickly rush out of the door that was already smashed. As for the bowl of porridge, I kicked it over.

I never thought of eating this bowl of porridge. I just wanted it to attract the attention of a fool, so I could wrap myself in the quilt and stand up. If the second floor wasn't too high above the ground, I'd jump out the window.

Even though we have to pass the main hall and face the Rong family members, it's still better than being surrounded by a fool. I don't believe that they would dare to imprison me illegally!

I have never run as fast as this time, because I know that the fool who reacted to my escape has already quickly caught up to me. That fool is valiant to the extreme, I will be caught by him very soon.

That fool, he was clearly bleeding from the head, why did he still have so much energy?

Halfway down the stairs, I heard footsteps a few paces behind me.

And downstairs, the Rong family's old patriarch and the others that I saw last night, hearing the commotion, all went downstairs, thus becoming wolves with tigers behind them.

Grasping the quilt that was wrapped around my chest, I spun around and leaned against the banister of the stairs, screaming, "Don't come near me!"

Thinking about it, my screams must have been too scary. Even the insanely strong Rongnan Rong, who didn't understand human speech, stopped.

I leaned against the beautifully painted white banister beside the stairs and looked around vigilantly at the people downstairs and upstairs.

"Ahhh!" Suddenly, downstairs, where I had been surprised by the mess, a scream rang out.

"Don't scream! Open the door! "Let me leave!" I almost immediately followed up by pretending to be strong. I clearly didn't have anything on me that they could use to threaten me. What a joke.

It was not the compromise of the family that answered me, but the anxious voice of the old man from the Rong family, "Call the doctor! Call the doctor! "