Servant
700 Words
"I remember you are my servant, right?" The man raised his chin, his gaze cold and proud as he looked at her. "When did I allow you to sit at the same table with me?"
Huh?
Xia Qiao stared at Pei Lichuan, dumbfounded. After a long pause, she managed to squeeze out a response, "I am at least your..."
"Xia Mo'er, I'll say it one last time, and you'd better take it seriously and remember it!"
"You are a servant bought back by the old man with the Tokugawa shares! A servant! You are just my servant! Remember that clearly!"
With his irritated voice still echoing, Pei Lichuan harshly pushed away the breakfast in front of him and wheeled himself out.
"Young Master! You haven't had breakfast yet!" Steward Qin hurried to catch up.
"Not eating! No appetite!"
...
The frustration in Xia Qiao's chest surged like waves, coming in one after another. It was suffocating and helpless.
Xia Qiao kept breathing deeply to calm herself, forcing herself to eat.
"Only by eating enough will I have the strength to deal with that troublesome man, Pei Lichuan."
"I won’t starve myself!"
As Xia Qiao comforted herself, she filled her stomach.
Compared to dealing with Pei Lichuan, Xia Qiao faced a more pressing issue. She wanted to find a room to rest but found that all the rooms except Pei Lichuan's were locked!
She wandered around the estate and found Steward Qin, hoping he could arrange a room for her. Steward Qin raised an eyebrow and directly refused, "Young Mistress, the keys to the other rooms have been taken by the old gentleman. I'm afraid I can't help you."
Taken by Pei Lichuan's grandfather?
Xia Qiao didn't believe it! She had clearly been in the guest room this morning, taking a shower, and within the time it took to have breakfast, all the rooms were locked!?
"Steward Qin, what about my belongings?"
"I've taken them to Young Master's room."
Xia Qiao deflated like a punctured balloon upon hearing this.
So, she either had to sleep on the living room sofa or stay with Pei Lichuan—only two choices!
"Young Mistress, the living room is equipped with surveillance. I think it’s better if you don’t sleep on the sofa," Steward Qin seemed to see through her and gave a word of caution.
Xia Qiao clicked her tongue in frustration.
Well, now there was only one option!
She had to stay with Pei Lichuan.
But the biggest problem now was, even if she was willing, Pei Lichuan might not agree!
"Young Mistress, although the Young Master appears cold, he is not actually a bad person. Perhaps you could..." Steward Qin hesitated and finally just smiled and left.
Xia Qiao stood there, taking a long time to react.
She bit her lip, thinking: Pei Lichuan is not actually a bad person? She wasn't blind!
Xia Qiao reluctantly returned to the master bedroom, only to find her luggage placed at the door!
After hesitating for a while, she turned the door handle to enter. With a couple of "clicks," the door remained firmly shut.
"Eh?"
The door was locked?!
"Damned Pei Lichuan!" Xia Qiao banged on the door. "Pei Lichuan, open the door!"
After a while, there was complete silence inside, with no response at all!
Xia Qiao was so angry that her head felt dizzy.
After some time, she carried her luggage to a small lounge at the end of the corridor and sat down.
"Fortunately, there’s a place to rest here!" Xia Qiao patted the small sofa she sat on, then looked around and found no surveillance equipment. She settled into the sofa, hugging a pillow and lying down.
She took out her phone, turned it on, and dialed her mother, Zhang Qin.
The phone rang for a while before being answered. "Why are you calling?"
Why are you calling?
Xia Qiao's heart ached sharply, and her throat choked with an indescribable feeling.
There was no concern or urgency in her biological mother's voice, just a simple question, "Why are you calling?"
Was she afraid Xia Qiao would reveal her identity?
Was she worried about causing trouble for the real Xia Mo'er?
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