Cheng Zhiwei had been locked up by Zhou Chenyan for three days now, and Zhou Chenyan hadn't tormented her, even assigning a nanny to take close care of her.
She had meals when it was time to eat, and even the dishes were quite rich, all to her taste.
On mornings with good weather, the nanny would even take her out to enjoy the sunshine.
Cheng Zhiwei, in such a state, could do nothing but hope that Zhou Lin would quickly realize that Zhou Chenyan was still alive.
"Cheng Zhiwei." He Mingzhu's furious voice pierced through the air.
Cheng Zhiwei turned her head to look, meeting He Mingzhu's fiery gaze. With one grab, He Mingzhu yanked Cheng Zhiwei's hair, almost dragging her from the wheelchair, "It's all you, you're the one who made me end up like this."
He Mingzhu raised her hand to hit Cheng Zhiwei, but the nanny stopped her.