Gao Chan'er heard the maid who had come in to change the water address him as Master Hong.
The father had slept with his son’s woman.
This was the first thought that pierced through the chaotic fog in Gao Chan'er’s mind.
The maid, Qiuhong, entered and showed not the slightest hint of panic upon seeing her. A faint smile played on her lips as she greeted her: "You’re awake, Miss."
Gao Chan'er wanted to go mad; she wanted to scream.
She realized she had been played.
The gatekeeper couldn't possibly have been unaware of who she was looking for—the Young Master of the Hong Family. When the maid had come to invite her, she had explicitly stated she was leading her to Young Master Hong’s courtyard.
Even that night, whenever she had doubted the man's identity, he had used various excuses to dispel her concerns.
She had been snared in a web woven by the people of the Hong Mansion, walking straight into a trap meticulously designed for her.
Her past fantasies about the future had turned into delusions. Thinking of the intimacy from the night before, a wave of nausea washed over the young woman. At this moment, the panic and helplessness in Gao Chan'er’s chest nearly swallowed her whole.
With Qiuhong waiting on him, Master Hong leisurely pulled on his outer robe. The freshness of the young woman’s body the night before had put him in an excellent mood this morning. Seeing her panicked and disoriented expression, he patiently remarked, "You served well last night. Your home is in Yun..…
Chapter 168