Fate's Unlikely Lovers

Scoundrel

"Scoundrel!"

In the small living room, Xia Qiao held a slipper defensively, glaring with her round eyes and baring her teeth angrily. "Don't come any closer, or I'll call the police!"

"Calm down, Miss. I just saw the tear stains on your face and wanted to help you wipe them away." Fu Cheng, taken aback that his usual chivalrous behavior was mistaken for perversion, looked somewhat displeased.

"Perverted creep, who are you? How did you get in here?" Xia Qiao didn’t believe a word of this man’s excuse. He must have tried to take advantage of her while she was asleep!

If she hadn’t woken up in time, who knows what might have happened!

Fu Cheng ran his fingers through his golden hair, his handsome face smiling with an upturned lip. His dark eyes sparkled like stars as he looked her up and down with an X-ray-like gaze.

This woman looks quite good, and her figure is great! She’s definitely his type!

Fu Cheng took a couple of steps closer, grabbing her wrist and pulling her nearer. With a smirk, he asked, "You really misunderstood! By the way, I haven’t seen you before. Are you a new maid in the mansion? Such a pretty girl, it's a waste to be just a maid!"

"How about I ask Pei Lichuan to take you as my little girlfriend?"

As he spoke, the man advanced on Xia Qiao, his breath warm on her face, his eyes flashing with a seductive gleam. "What do you think of this proposal?"

Being so close, the man’s upper body felt like a heavy weight about to press down on her.

Xia Qiao instinctively recoiled, her eyes wide with anger as she shouted, "Are you out of your mind! Do you even know where this is? How dare you talk like that!"

Xia Qiao was anxious and uncertain.

Since this man managed to get into the mansion, was he a relative or friend of Pei Lichuan?

If she fought back, would Pei Lichuan hold it against her?

Before she could react, the man narrowed his eyes, bending closer, his handsome face almost touching her ear. "Your fiery temper is quite to my liking!"

"Pei Lichuan is already married. Staying here, you probably won’t gain anything."

His mocking laughter gradually receded.

Xia Qiao saw clearly that although the man’s smile seemed bright and spring-like, it was filled with scorn and derision.

A shiver ran through Xia Qiao, and her anger surged.

What did this damn man take her for? Did he think she came to the mansion expecting to become a princess?

Xia Qiao furrowed her brows, "You must be out of your mind. Why tire yourself with such nonsense?"

"How much did Butler Qin pay you? I’ll offer you three times… no, five times the amount..."

"Crazy!" Xia Qiao glared at him and struggled to break free from his hold.

Instinctively trying to retreat, Xia Qiao didn’t realize the sofa was behind her. Her heel hit it with a thud, causing her to stumble and lose her balance.

"Ah!" She braced herself for a fall.

A large hand unexpectedly appeared around her waist, catching her just in time.

Xia Qiao was shaken and breathing heavily, but she didn’t have time to be relieved. She found herself being held tightly by the stranger, their bodies pressed closely in an ambiguous and intimate position.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Xia Qiao panicked. At her age, aside from the indescribable night with Pei Lichuan, she had never been held so intimately by a man before!

Fu Cheng, his ears ringing from the scream, held her waist with impatience, muttering, "Stop screaming..."

"You..."

Before Xia Qiao could finish her words, she felt a cold, piercing gaze that made her shiver.

Before she could react, Pei Lichuan’s angry voice thundered, "What are you two... doing?"