Embrace
659 Words
Pei Lichuan glared angrily at the woman, reluctantly pulling his trousers over. "Get out, I can dress myself!"
Xia Qiao turned her back to him, her tightly pressed lips curving upwards momentarily, a glint of cunning in her eyes. How unlovable!
Her grandmother was so much better; although bedridden, she was considerate and had a good temper.
After putting on his trousers, Pei Lichuan looked up to see Xia Qiao pushing the wheelchair closer, bending down to make a gesture of embracing him. Pei Lichuan's eyes darkened as he gritted his teeth, "What are you doing?"
"Hugging you!"
Huh?
Before Pei Lichuan could react, the woman’s arms slipped under his armpits, her hands resting on his back as she exerted herself to lift him.
He was really heavy!
Xia Qiao, used to taking care of her grandmother, had some arm strength, but Pei Lichuan's significantly taller and heavier frame was a real challenge.
"Let go!" Pei Lichuan grasped her wrists, prying them apart. "Who allowed you to hold me? Get lost!"
With a push, Xia Qiao, already struggling, almost broke her waist but managed to shove Pei Lichuan onto the wheelchair.
Thud!
Pei Lichuan fell heavily into the wheelchair, and Xia Qiao toppled into his arms.
A faint, elusive fragrance wafted around his nose.
In an instant, Pei Lichuan's ears turned red.
But the next second, he shoved Xia Qiao away forcefully. "Xia Mo'er, who do you think you are, daring to treat me like this!"
Xia Qiao, having fallen onto him and then pushed away, staggered and fell into the bathtub.
The tub was full of water, soaking Xia Qiao thoroughly.
"Pei Lichuan!" Xia Qiao shouted angrily, scrambling to get out of the bathtub, wiping the water off her face, ready to curse him.
But where was Pei Lichuan?
"Pei Lichuan! You bastard!"
Outside the room, Pei Lichuan paused at Xia Qiao's furious voice, his fingers momentarily still on the wheelchair rim. His usually cold lips curved upwards slightly, a hint of a pleased smile at the corners of his eyes.
At the dining table, Butler Qin had already laid out a lavish breakfast.
Seeing Pei Lichuan come out alone, he quickly stepped forward, pushing the wheelchair to the table. "Young Master, please enjoy your breakfast."
"Mm." Pei Lichuan responded coolly, picking up a knife and fork to cut a sandwich.
"Young Master, you seem to be in a good mood today."
At Butler Qin's remark, Pei Lichuan suppressed his smile, returning to his icy demeanor. "No, I'm not."
Butler Qin didn't expose him, chuckling softly, as if remembering something. He spoke hoarsely, "By the way, sir called earlier. He said you and the Young Madam should return to the old house for a family dinner tonight."
Clang! Pei Lichuan angrily threw down his knife and fork, his eyes sharp as blades. "Not going!"
Butler Qin relayed the message, "Sir said, the wedding has already been canceled per your wishes, and you don’t want to go on a honeymoon. At least have a meal with the family."
"I never acknowledged her as my wife. How is she family?" Pei Lichuan’s voice was cold, his gaze unashamedly falling on Xia Qiao who was just walking out. Word by word, ice-cold, "She is not worthy!"
Not worthy!?
Xia Qiao was so infuriated by these three words that she felt her blood boil. She wanted to throw the sandwich at his face.
She endured!
She wouldn't stoop to the level of a cold-hearted, arrogant patient!
Xia Qiao took a deep breath, her tightly pressed lips relaxing. She glanced at the seat opposite Pei Lichuan and quietly ate her breakfast.
The next second, a plate suddenly crashed beside her hand.
With a loud smash, it shattered into pieces.
The porcelain shards cut her hand, leaving tiny red marks, and immediately blood seeped out.
Xia Qiao jumped up in fright, holding her hand, glaring at Pei Lichuan. "Pei Lichuan, what are you doing?"
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