C2 (1/2)

Lying in a strange bed, breathing in the strange air, I felt very bad.

Even though it looked like a big family and the room was hundreds of times better than my old cabin, I didn't want to be here at all.

I would rather live with my grandmother than marry a rich man I don't know.

Moreover, I have never met that young master, so he would not treat me well. Thinking about my future life, I feel that life is hopeless.

I looked around. In this bedroom, there were many new female products, cosmetics, clothes, shoes … Everything, it should have been left behind by that woman from before the young master, right?

It seems that my future mistress is just an empty title.

Sigh!

After leaving for a while, I went downstairs. I didn't dare to keep him waiting. After all, I still didn't understand him at all. If I provoked him, the one who would suffer would be me.

He was already waiting for me at the foot of the stairs. As I came down, he gestured for me to come down. I saw that the table had already been set up, and that he had already prepared the food.

”Are you the only one in the house?” I asked him curiously.

”Yes, our young master doesn't like the noise in our house, so I'm the only one attending to him.” he replied.

All the rich young masters I saw on television were always talking about food and clothing, and I couldn't wait to have a bunch of servants serve them. But this one, he only had an old man by his side.

During dinner, Uncle Chen told me a lot of the rules of living in this house:

The only places I could move were the first floor, the second floor, and the courtyard. The third floor and above are young master's private areas. I can't take a single step inside.

Normally, when you go out, you are not allowed to talk to anyone in the neighborhood, including the security guards at the gate.

On the fifteenth night of every month, I stayed in my bedroom and couldn't go anywhere.

Nothing in this house can be told to anyone, including my grandmother.

I was particularly nervous about these rules. He ate the entire meal without eating anything. However, when I saw the serious expression on Uncle Chen's face, I could only nod my head seriously.

After dinner, I went back to my bedroom and thought about my grandmother. I cook for her every day. I wonder if she will be hungry by herself today? As I thought about it, my heart ached and I began to cry.

After an unknown period of time, I fell asleep.

The next day, I got up early and cleaned myself up.

At that moment, the door to my bedroom rang. I quickly organized my clothes and went to open the door. It was Uncle Ming outside.

His expression was as cold as when I first saw him yesterday. Did I do something wrong to make him unhappy?

”Good morning, Uncle Chen!” I greeted him politely.

Surprisingly, he didn't act as indifferent as he did yesterday. Instead, he quickly replied, ”Good morning, Young Madam. Quickly go down to eat breakfast!”

Even so, I felt depressed. Every time I looked into Uncle Chen's eyes, I felt an invisible force enveloping me, making me feel uncomfortable all over.