Hou mansion.
Meng Rin peeked inside the kitchen, trying to find a helpful soul to answer her questions. Ever since she learned about Nuwa's existence from Jia, she found a ray of hope to escape her dire situation.
If this woman Nuwa…if she was somehow connected with the Huo family and I could find evidence of it then…
She slightly clenched her fists with her heart pounding in her chest. If she could find evidence of Nuwa's involvement with Huo family, then there was a good chance she would get a reason to break it off with Huo Tengqi.
A shudder escaped her shoulders, recalling her last conversation with him at the hospital. There was a sense of madness in his eyes of never letting her go. It wasn't the kind of obsession that she could escape just by breaking it up with him.
I need to secure my own escape route from this hell hole…
"Miss. Meng?"
She jolted and looked back at the elderly house maid, who threw a puzzling look at her.
"Miss. Wu," she exhaled in relief.
