Since she was considered to be dead by Jin Qingyan, she could only rely on her own abilities to escape.
It was an arduous task to have to constantly please the person whom she detested.
She was waiting for a suitable time and opportunity to leave this place.
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In the pitch-dark room, Jin Qingyan continuously flailed his arms about in the air involuntarily, after which he frantically switched on the lights, which lit the room up immediately.
Jin Qingyan broke out into a cold sweat and sat up straight, his heart palpitating vigorously.
He rarely had such realistic dreams.
It felt as if it was happening in real life.
In fact, he even felt surreal the moment he woke up.
He could not help but begin pondering over the scene in the dream.
After getting a grip on his emotions, he called Fan Shixin into the room.
