Chapter 3 Wash Clean

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Chapter 3 Wash Clean The room was dead silent. Leng Yuhe lowered his eyes and stared at Su Ruoqing without any expression. Su Ruoqing looked at him twice, unable to withstand the overly strong pressure from the man, and was the first to look away. "Interesting." He said, and at the same time loosened the fingers pinching Su Ruoqing's chin. He took a step back, sat casually on the single sofa, supported his chin with his fingers, and said indifferently: "Take her to take a bath." Su Ruoqing's face turned pale. Leng Yuhe slightly raised his lips, and his sharp eyes swept up and down her body. She was slender, dressed in rustic clothes, and her face was plain without any makeup. The only bright color was probably her eyes. It was obviously clean and thorough, but it was mixed with something that made people confused. The maid came forward and asked Su Ruoqing to go to the bathroom. She didn't want to go. After taking a bath, she could figure out what she was going to do. She didn't want to do that with a man who looked so scary. She might be killed by him on the bed. "Miss Su?" the servant urged. Leng Yuhe was sitting opposite her, staring at her with a strong sense of presence. She didn't want to do it in her heart, but she didn't dare to act rashly in front of this man. She bit her lower lip and could only bite the bullet and follow the servant to the bathroom. The maid was rude. She tore off her clothes, turned on the water, and pushed her into the bathtub. She really washed her from head to toe, leaving deep red marks on Su Ruoqing's white skin. She frowned and politely said that she could wash, but the maids didn't listen at all. No one took her seriously, and even her protests were ignored. Especially the leading maid in green named Chunxiu, who was particularly vicious. If Su Ruoqing hadn't had to meet Leng Yuhe later, Su Ruoqing guaranteed that her face would be scratched by her nails. After ravaging Su Ruoqing all over, Chunxiu changed her into a pink cheongsam. The color was tacky and bright, but the workmanship was extremely delicate. The material was soft, and it was top-grade silk, with vivid peony flowers embroidered on it, which was orthodox Suzhou embroidery. But... the hem of the skirt, isn't it too high, almost reaching the root of the legs. Su Ruoqing pulled the hem of the skirt, frowned slightly, and was very uncomfortable. "You should go out, the young master is still waiting for you." Chunxiu urged again. Su Ruoqing glanced at herself in the mirror. Her hair was casually tied up, revealing her slender and graceful neck. The cheongsam fit her body, clearly outlining her slender lines. The pink color of the clothes made her skin look even whiter and more delicate. It was obviously a vulgar dress, but she wore it with a unique style. "Hurry up, didn't you hear me?" Chunxiu pushed her, her face full of impatience. Su Ruo frowned slightly, her eyes turned, and she calmed down again. She walked towards the bathroom door, and when she reached the door, she deliberately stopped again, reluctant to step out. Chunxiu was already very annoyed with her, and seeing this, she simply raised her hand and pushed her back: "I told you to hurry up..." "Ah——" Su Ruo screamed softly, and followed Chunxiu's strength and fell directly out. This time, there was a lot of noise, and everyone in the room looked at her, including Leng Yuhe, who was sitting casually on the sofa opposite. Chunxiu's hand, which had pushed the person, was still suspended in mid-air before it was retracted. Su Ruo knelt on the floor, curling up her snow-white and slender long legs in a pitiful and helpless manner, with her little face drooping, and choking and whispering: "Sister Chunxiu, I'm sorry..." She was pushed down, but she apologized instead. It was clear that she had to apologize because she was insulted. Leng Yuhe was watching, and Chunxiu was extremely uneasy. She had seen the young marshal's methods with her own eyes. If she was unhappy now, she would be miserable! "No..." She explained immediately, "Young marshal, I didn't push her." Su Ruo lowered her head and continued: "Yes, she didn't push me, I fell down by myself." The more she wiped it, the worse it got. Chunxiu blushed with anger, clenched her nails, and wanted to tear the woman's shameless face. Leng Yuhe smiled lightly, stood up his tall and straight body, and walked slowly towards the bathroom.
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