C8 Thank You

When Wen Nanzhi woke up, she was bright with sweat all over her body. She was so exhausted that her throat felt itchy.

She glanced at the storeroom and then looked at the blanket on her body. There was an extra glass of water and food in front of her. Without thinking much, she grabbed the bread from the bone plate and ate it.

Because she was hungry. She was really too hungry.

Since she got on the plane, she hadn't eaten anything.

However, the bread that had been left without water for the whole night was dry and hard. It was like swallowing a blade as it scraped against her already uncomfortable throat.

She grabbed the cup of water and poured it into the water. A layer of dust rose from the ground, causing her eyes to squint.

The morning sun had already penetrated through the small window. The dust in the entire storeroom was densely distributed in every ray of light.

Looking around, Wen Nanzhi covered her mouth. Only then did she remember the situation she was in. She rubbed her sore eyes to stop her tears from falling.

Staring at the luggage Qian Huiru brought for her in the corner, Wen Nanzhi wanted to get up and walk over but her knees bent and she did not have any strength and could only crawl to the luggage.

The suitcase was very big but there was nothing inside. Other than some clothes, there was only a lute that her mother left for her.

Wen Nanzhi's mother was a young lady from a wealthy family. She drew, wrote, played the lute and was as gentle as water. However, she married a man with two faces and three blades and started her miserable life.

She hugged the lute and collapsed on the ground. The light outside the window fell on her body. She lowered her eyes, like a lifeless child. With a red wound after being abused, it seemed as if it would turn into dust at any moment. Ashes to ashes.

It was so beautiful that it was clean and clean.

She said in a low voice, "Mother, mother, I will definitely save you."

There were two knocks on the door. Before Wen Nanzhi could reply, the maid had already walked in.

The maid looked at her with disdain and threw down a broom, "Clean it up yourself. The Gong family will not let you stay to eat."

Wen Nanzhi nodded.

The maid seemed to have thought of something and added, "Mr Gong will sleep until ten o'clock in the morning and eat at eleven o'clock. You make less noise and wake Mr Gong up will make you feel better!"

Facing the maid's warning, Wen Nanzhi immediately thought of the dangerous and charming Gong Chen and could not help but shiver.

Before the maid left, she looked around and covered her mouth and nose with one hand and waved the dust with the other.

Wen Nanzhi struggled to get up and her body was already covered in dust. It was obvious that no one had come to clean this place before.

She opened the small window and the cold wind outside poured in, making her shiver.

There were a few cherry trees and orange trees planted outside the window. There were a few branches of the cherry tree that coincidentally pressed against the window. As the wind blew, a light fragrance and flower petals drifted in.

Wen Nanzhi twisted two flower petals and turned around to change into a clean set of clothes. She took a deep breath and piled the boxes into the corner of the wall as a cabinet. She wiped three times before carefully placing her lute on the cabinet.

The dust covered ground was also cleaned a few times before it was cleaned. She flipped through the old box. There was only one box with an unopened down quilt and the rest were scattered miscellaneous items.

Wen Nanzhi felt slightly fortunate and laid the blanket on the ground as a bed.

Following which she laid down. There was still a slight musty smell from the down jacket between her nose but she could not care about that anymore. Her entire body seemed to be falling apart and she could not move at all.

Even after the door was knocked three times, she struggled to support her body and pull the door two steps away.

Standing outside the door was the housekeeper of Gong family. The housekeeper was still expressionless as he walked in and stuffed the blanket into her hands.

Wen Nanzhi touched it and looked at him gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. housekeeper, and last night..."

The housekeeper looked at her and immediately shut her mouth.

She knew that it must be the butler who helped him. The one who put on the coat for her previously was also him. The one who gave her water and medicine yesterday was also him.

The seemingly serious butler was actually a good person.

"Butler, don't worry. I won't implicate you. I just want to thank you." She explained.

The butler shook his head and looked at the time. "Mr Gong, I told you to go up in five minutes. Go to the second floor. No one can go to the third floor."

Wen Nanzhi closed the door and hugged the blanket and mattress tightly in her hands. It was clearly so thick, but it could not give her any warmth. It was only because of the Mr Gong that the butler spoke of.

She said five minutes later, but Wen Nanzhi did not dare to delay a minute. She put down her things and ran out. She went up to the second floor and her weak body was staggering in the huge Gong family.

She stayed in the maze like hallway for a long time.

In the end, she accidentally bumped into the woman who came out of the room.

The woman tsked and patted her skirt that Wen Nanzhi had touched. "Do you have eyes? Don't you want to do it anymore?"

"I'm sorry." Wen Nanzhi immediately apologized because she could not afford to offend the woman in front of her.

She had seen this woman before on television.

The expensive perfume advertisements were all about this woman's smile.

The celebrity, Hsiao Lanh.

Hsiao Lanh glanced at Wen Nanzhi. She had seen all the maids of Gong family, but this one in front of her was too eye-catching.

Wen Nanzhi immediately lowered her head and knocked on the door.

Gong Chen who was inside replied in a low and unhappy voice, "Come in."

Wen Nanzhi felt that Hsiao Lanh's gaze on her back did not disappear until she entered the room. It was as if a row of needles had pierced into the skin on her back and cold sweat trickled down her back.