Ruan Tianling slightly raised his eyelids, his eyes grim and dark.
Since he had been imprisoned, many people had come to visit him.
His grandfather, parents, uncle's family, and a few close friends like Dongfang Yu and others...
Now it was the turn of the loyal servant, Uncle Zhong.
But not a single one was Jian Yufei; she had not appeared even once.
He kept telling himself that as long as she was willing to come, he would forgive her.
But the visitor was never her; he was disappointed time and time again, his heart growing colder and colder.
"Young Master, I heard you haven't eaten all day, the madam sent me to bring you some food," Uncle Zhong said again.
Ruan Tianling stood up and slowly walked to the door.
Uncle Zhong must have said something to the police, for they let him out and took him to a rest room.
Ruan Tianling sat down at the table, as Uncle Zhong respectfully opened the lunch box in front of him.
The meal was lavish, all his favorite foods.