C20

"When are you going to let me go?"

Ever since that day, the palace sage never touched her, did not even see her.

An Xin was like being placed under house arrest. No matter how she tried to escape, there was no way out of here. This place was like an empire castle. No matter where she went, she would always be a security guard.

Before she could find the door, she was carried back like a chicken by those tall and strong security guards.

She didn't know how many times she had been thrown back like this.

"Miss An, the young master said that as long as Miss An doesn't go missing again, Miss An can leave anytime." Guan Jiaji stood by her side and respectfully said.

"What a joke, a huge joke."

Did her disappearance have anything to do with the palace sage, the god of pests?

She was merely drugged and involved with him, yet she was going to be endlessly violated and controlled by him?

An Xin sat on the ground and remained silent for a long time. A sense of powerlessness made her feel frustrated.

Tears streamed down her pale face. She forced her voice to be close to her throat with difficulty and asked in a low voice, "I was just changing my job. How did I get in your Palace's Eldest Young Master's way?"

"Miss An, the disappearance has nothing to do with changing jobs. Young Master has said that Miss An will live here from now on, in case you go missing again and cause trouble. " The steward replied respectfully.

When An Xin heard this, her tears began falling like pearls with their strings cut. After a while, she sniffed, "Yes, whatever you say. I just want to know when you're going to let me go."

"I'm a human, not your pet."

She weakly sat on the ground and covered her head with her hands. She had never felt this tired before.

"Miss An, I've already said it before. The young master said that as long as Miss An works well and doesn't go missing, you can come back after work and stay here."

"Miss An, you should be glad that you're living here. Why are you so sad now? The women outside, how many people have squeezed their heads to the point of wanting to squeeze into the palace?" Tinky really didn't understand why this girl in front of him was so resistant to the young master.

How many people like young master want him to have a look at them?

"Then let the women outside come in, I don't care." An Xin almost shouted, afraid that Butler Ding would not be able to hear her words.

An Xin heard what he said, and recalled what he said in the meeting room that day. She suddenly fell to the ground, her eyes filled with bitterness, as she slowly closed her eyes.

"If I had known that I would be imprisoned, I might as well have been tricked by that pig."

Tinch did not know the meaning behind her words. Seeing that she did not ask to leave, he slowly retreated.

In another room, looking at the young girl in the video, he hugged his head and cried bitterly. Those words were still ringing in his ears when Gong Sheng picked up his phone and slammed it onto the screen.

"Young Master, Young Master, are you alright?" When Butler Ding entered the room, he saw this scene and hurried forward to check if he was injured.

"Scram!"

"You ungrateful woman," Gong Sheng growled coldly.