After she had carefully erased any trace of her presence in his room, she dragged her weary body back to the rubbish storage villa.
After resting for a few days in the villa, which was filled with the pungent smell of mold, until her body was slightly restored, the butler, sister Ah Min, came with a dark face and a shrill voice to instruct her on her work. During the few days that she was busy with her work, perhaps it was because Yi Hao had let out the order, so other than the maid who brought the food in, no one bothered her.
For the past few days, when she had nothing to do, she had been curled up in a corner of the cold room, staring blankly at the empty room. It was cold every night, and there was no light in the room, so it was especially dark and scary. She wanted to cry in terror, but even after crying for so long, not a single tear fell.
In the meantime, she thought a lot. No matter how many things Daddy had done wrong, no matter how much hatred there was between him and Ihao, she was determined to save him with her own strength, and then redeem herself by staying with him in peace and willingly.
She really should say goodbye to that once noble warmth.
She gathered her thoughts and worked hard in the Yi family. As long as it was an order or an arrangement from Sister Min, she would resolutely obey and she would do it meticulously.
Since Yi Hao wanted her to be a maid, then she would do the same. As long as he was happy and didn't cause trouble for her father, she would be satisfied.
Actually, ever since she was born … She had not seen him since her recovery. He seemed to have vanished from the Yi family, leaving no trace behind.
This was good, she couldn't see him, at least she wouldn't feel any heartache anymore.
Warm struggled to carry a large bucket of water up to the ninth floor and began to wipe the dust off the walls and floor. The whole floor was huge, but she was the only one in the empty corridor.
The main house was a ten-story villa with a rectangular cross section, and the ninth floor was where Ihao lived. No one dared to come up to the main house except the maid, who cleaned and cleaned the place for two hours at a set time. Even Lin Ling did not dare to go up without Ihao's permission.
The tenth floor was even more of a mystery. There was a metal door across the passage to the tenth floor, with fingerprint marks on it.
Because all the maids were afraid to come to the ninth floor to clean the house. Life, plus. They all looked down on this lowly female slave of the Yi family. In addition, who didn't like to be lazy? Therefore, no one wanted to clean the ninth floor with Warmth.
Because the time limit for cleaning the ninth floor was limited, plus the time limit for cleaning the building was also limited. She was alone, so she had to clean the ninth floor very quickly.
She kneeled on the ground and wiped the floor with a great deal of force. Because she was too strong, and also because she was extremely anxious, large drops of sweat flowed down along her smooth face. It had only been two hours for her to clean such a large floor, and she had been cleaning it for almost fifty minutes. Not even a tenth of the floor had been cleaned, so if she could not finish cleaning the floor and walls within the allotted time, she really could not imagine what the consequences would be.
If she could finish the cleaning, would Ihao kill her father or torture her to death when he returned home and saw how dirty the floor was?
Either way, it was something she couldn't handle.
The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. Warmth sped up her incessant waving of arms, and knelt down to wipe the floor bit by bit. However, just as she was wiping very earnestly and diligently, she suddenly heard very minute footsteps slowly approaching behind her.
Warmth frowned. She was exceptionally curious about the sound of footsteps. She turned around to see who it was, but it was useless. Before she could even raise her head, she already …