She got up and washed up, and then went downstairs to breakfast.

Every morning when she gets up, she doesn't see Jue Xichen, and today is no exception.

The servants and bodyguards of the Imperial Capital Court have all been transferred to the mansion.

Qin Nianxuan also heard Jiang's mother say that in recent days, Jue Xichen had to stay in Haoting during the day and would only come back here at night.

She ate her breakfast in silence and did not speak.

Jue Xichen's affairs have nothing to do with her, so she doesn't care at all.

After eating breakfast, Jiang's mother saw that her face was not very good, so she went to the kitchen to stew chicken soup and brought it out to her.

She smiled and said thank you, and a trace of warmth crossed her heart.

"Mother Jiang, isn't there an inside line in the garden?"

She wanted to call her family, but her mobile phone card was taken again.

"Yes." Jiang's mother pointed to the study upstairs and said, "There is an inside line in the study where Mr. Jue works, but it's just ......."

She knew what Mother Jiang wanted to say.

It's just that in that place, except for Jue Xichen, no one dares to enter it at all.

"Mother Jiang, do you have a mobile phone?"

"Nope." Mother Jiang shook her head, "Mr. Jue has ordered that anyone who enters the Imperial Capital Court must destroy mobile phones and other communication tools. ”

"Why?"

"This ...... I don't know. ”

"Can he use his cell phone in the courtyard himself?"

"Yes." Jiang's mother nodded and paused, "There is one more person who can do it." ”

"Who?"

"Jiang Wu, Wu Shao."

“……”

Jiang Wu?

Was it the man who brought her here?

"Besides, Miss Qin, there is something I must remind you." Mother Jiang looked at her with a serious face.

"What's the matter?" Hearing Jiang's mother say this, she felt a little uneasy inexplicably.

"Mr. Jue's temper is very bad, so you must not mess with him, otherwise you will ......" Jiang's mother leaned into her ear and whispered, "You will not even know how you died." ”

"......" Her body trembled slightly, pursing her lips and not speaking.

She knew that the man's methods were extremely cold-blooded and ruthless.

killed his mother with his own hands at a young age, how ruthless is such a man?

After a long time, she came back to her senses, "I know, Jiang, Mom, thank you." ”

"You should be the same age as my daughter, if she is locked up here, I, as a mother, will definitely feel distressed."

“……”

Her eyes sank, her gaze darkened.

Knowing that she is being locked up here, will my mother feel distressed?

Maybe not, because the reason why she is here is caused by her mother.

Between money and her daughter, the mother chose money and abandoned her as a daughter.

If she had the chance, she really wanted to ask her mother if she was her biological daughter and why did she do this to her?

At noon, after lunch, she went upstairs to rest.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the weather outside was gloomy, as if it was going to rain again.

She looked back at the closed door, looked down in thought for a moment, walked over, opened the door, and exited the room.

Jiang's mother brought her clothes up, and when she saw her coming out of the room, she asked with a smile, "Why haven't you rested yet?" ”

"I'll come out and pour a glass of water to drink." Her eyes sparkled, as if she was deliberately avoiding something.

"Hmm." Jiang's mother smiled and nodded, and went to the next room to put her clothes.

Looking at the closed door, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glanced at the study, hesitated for a long time, and then walked to the door of the study, carefully opened the door of the study, walked in, and then gently closed the door.

The study is large, the black curtains are closed, and there is no light, and there are more than a dozen documents on the huge desk, and the rows of bookshelves are neatly placed with books from all over the world.

The breath in the room was a little depressing, she didn't dare to stay longer, she just wanted to find the inside line and make a call to the family.

Suddenly, she accidentally touched the floor-to-ceiling lamp next to her, she was startled, and subconsciously looked at the closed door, but there was no movement.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart, and she casually glanced at the inner line on the counter, and she was overjoyed, and hurriedly walked over and dialed her father's phone.

"Hey, hello." My father's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.

Now that she heard her father's voice, she felt a little uncomfortable.