Shi Su didn't expect to be locked up for a whole day.
As the sky grew dim, she, who hadn't eaten or drunk a drop of water for a long time, sat by the bed and finally heard the sound of the attic door being opened.
A servant outside the door said emotionlessly, "Miss, Mr. Shi and Mrs. Shi invite you to come down for dinner."
Another "Miss."
A title she had never been called before.
Shi Su sat there without moving, only glanced at the servant, then retracted her gaze and said indifferently, "When will you let me go?"
The servant still showed no expression, as if mechanically repeating a sentence, "Mr. Shi and Mrs. Shi have called you for dinner. The door is open, you can come down at any time, but if the food gets cold, there may be no time to heat it up for you again."
After speaking, the servant walked away directly.
