"You..." Wanshuang frowned.
"Although I bought you, it was also because you were injured and couldn't entertain guests," Yang Ruxin said as she sat down in the chair. "If you don't behave yourself, you'll soon go where you belong, don't worry, I'll make sure someone takes care of your business..."
Wanshuang's face turned pale, but she still chuckled: "I've never harmed Miss."
"Then why don't you ask him for help?" Yang Ruxin nodded. "Perhaps he will save you."
"You..."
"I'm giving you this chance," Yang Ruxin smiled. "You have three days to find your lover. If he can come before me and confess his love for you, I'll forgive you and even provide a generous dowry. How about that?"
"Are you serious?" Wanshuang's eyes lit up.
"I never lie, but remember, you only have three days. After that, if there's no antidote, your skin will start rotting away. Usually it takes forty-nine days to fully decay, and then you die..."
"Alright," Wanshuang nodded.
