In the more than two months since Raymond returned to his home country, Ji Aier hadn't gone out of the gate of Raymond's villa on the hillside even once! Every day, she repeated the same things: cleaning and wiping the entire villa until it was spotless. Occasionally, she would arrange flowers and place them in different places to make the whole villa more lively.
Qi Yala would never blame Ji Aier for this. She regarded her as half the master. Ji Aier felt an unprecedented sense of freedom here, even though this wasn't her home. But in this vast world, where was her home? If Raymond hadn't taken her in, where would she be wandering on the streets now?
So Raymond was as important to her as a savior! At least he had allowed her to forget the pain for a while and live a more peaceful life. And now that Raymond had returned to Italy, she felt that she had lost her only floating log. So she could only keep herself busy all day long to avoid thinking too much.
The future was such a distant thing for Ji Aier that she didn't even want to think about tomorrow. What was the difference between today and tomorrow for her anyway! She was just living like a walking corpse, passing the time.
Raymond sometimes called, always in the early morning. In Italy, it was late at night at that time.
"Is everything okay there?" Raymond asked on the other end of the phone. Actually, he wanted to ask if she was okay. But he didn't say it out loud because he was afraid of scaring her.
"The same as before you went back," Because except for arranging flowers, she hadn't changed anything. She hadn't even moved a single item in his study or bedroom.
"Thank you," Every time he called and heard her voice, he felt happy because it meant that she was still staying in the villa and hadn't left.
"I didn't do anything," Ji Aier said. So he didn't need to say thank you to her. It should be her who said thank you. She was very grateful to him for taking her in.
"Take good care of yourself. I'll hang up now. Good morning!" He said good morning to Ji Aier in the early morning in China when it was late at night in Italy. Their time was synchronized in a way.
"Good night," Ji Aier said with a faint smile because she knew that it was late at night in Italy at that moment.
In the Ji family,
Ji En came back reeking of alcohol. He could barely even walk. In the end, it was only with Zhang Xiao's support that he managed to get back to his bedroom.
"You can go now," Ouyang Xue said to Zhang Xiao after following him in. She didn't even have the basic manners and directly gave orders to Zhang Xiao as if he were a servant.
Zhang Xiao looked at Ji En, who was lying on the bed, drunk and unconscious, and still felt a bit worried.
"Did you hear what I said!" Ouyang Xue urged impatiently.
Zhang Xiao didn't say anything and turned to leave Ji En's bedroom.
After Zhang Xiao left, Ouyang Xue closed the door. She turned around and heard Ji En mumbling something.
"Ai'er—Ai'er—" Ji En was talking in his sleep, calling Ji Aier's name over and over again. This sounded even more harsh to Ouyang Xue. A crazy plot formed in her mind.
She started to undress Ji En...