The chain was very long, and because Tong Ran was standing, a large section hung down from her slender waist onto the mahogany floor.
The pure white color was very dazzling.
The very end of the chain was embedded in the wall next to the headboard.
Tong Ran subconsciously reached out to pull at it but found that she couldn't budge it at all.
Is this…
Had he actually imprisoned her?!
What right did he have?!
Tong Ran looked incredulously at the silver chain around her waist. She was wearing a white fleece nightgown, with the chain adorning her fine waist like an ornament, without a hint of incongruity.
Seeing her shocked expression, the servant hesitated before speaking, "Miss Tong, do you need to freshen up now? The breakfast will get cold…"
"Where is Mo Nanjue?"
"Miss Tong…"
"I'm asking you where Mo Nanjue is!"
Tong Ran was almost shouting as she stepped back, suddenly lashing out with her foot and kicking hard at the part of the wall where the chain was embedded!