Disdain
612 Words
"Pei Lichuan?!"
Xia Qiao's heart raced in panic. She pushed the man holding her away with all her strength, her legs weak as she collapsed onto the sofa. Her lips turned pale, feeling like a caught thief unable to face him.
"Lichuan, Anbei, what are you doing here?"
Fu Cheng, still playing the charming young master, smirked and said, "Lichuan, is this a new maid in your house? She was lounging on the sofa and being lazy. Such an incompetent maid—why not just give her to me?"
Fu Cheng immediately began making demands.
Shen Anbei's gaze fell indifferently on Xia Qiao. He pursed his lips slightly and said coldly, "Fu Cheng, we should leave."
Usually, Shen Anbei wouldn’t intervene, but since Fu Cheng was making demands about Pei Lichuan’s new wife—whether or not Pei Lichuan liked Xia Qiao—it was important to maintain face. If Fu Cheng continued his antics, things could turn really ugly.
"Let’s go!" Shen Anbei reached out to pull Fu Cheng away, but Fu Cheng shrugged him off, saying, "Wait, wait, Lichuan hasn’t agreed yet..."
"Fu Cheng, she is Xia Moser!" Shen Anbei warned, holding Fu Cheng's shoulder firmly.
Fu Cheng paused, his eyes showing a hint of confusion.
"……" After a moment, Fu Cheng muttered a curse under his breath and looked up with a slightly apologetic expression. "Lichuan, I didn’t mean to..."
At this point, Pei Lichuan was on the verge of enraged fury.
His face darkened, his eyes swirling with a terrifying storm, as if one glance could draw you in and crush you.
"Fu Cheng! Shen Anbei! Get out now!"
With that, Shen Anbei and Fu Cheng wordlessly turned and left quickly.
Soon, the small living room was left with only Pei Lichuan and Xia Qiao. The atmosphere was so heavy that it felt suffocating.
Xia Qiao trembled, her fingers shaking. She looked up, her amber eyes moving slightly. "Pei Lichuan, I... just now..."
"Don’t explain! I saw everything!"
Pei Lichuan felt like his heart was about to burst, inflating with anger. He was furious, even to the point of wanting to break Fu Cheng’s hand that was on her waist.
But this emotion repulsed him.
Xia Moser was just his maid; she wasn’t worth such feelings.
"Xia Moser, I don’t care what you were like before. Now that you’re in this mansion, follow the rules! You’ve only been here for a day and already exposed your true nature... Next time, make sure you see clearly before letting my brother touch you..."
Expose your true nature? Letting my brother touch you?
Xia Qiao’s chest heaved with anger.
"Pei Lichuan, I didn’t do anything. Don’t accuse me falsely!" Her velvet-like brows furrowed deeply, her almond eyes wide with anger and a hint of stubbornness.
Pei Lichuan was struck by her appearance, feeling a pang of confusion.
He turned his gaze slightly, his voice cold, "Xia Moser, seeing is believing. I can see what kind of person you are."
Tears welled up in Xia Qiao’s eyes.
She was Xia Qiao, she was Xia Qiao! She didn’t want to be called that name!
"Want to cry? Feel wronged? Xia Moser, if you can’t take it, you can leave!" Pei Lichuan's mocking voice echoed, his eyes filled with raw contempt. After a final scornful glance, he turned and disappeared into the elevator.
Xia Qiao covered her face with her hands, her tears swirling desperately in her eyes, wanting to spill over.
She couldn’t cry!
Since she made this decision, she had to stick with it, no matter what happened.
Xia Qiao encouraged herself, lifting her chin slightly to keep the tears from falling.
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