She had just been thrown out, and if she went in now, Pei Lichuan might strangle her on the spot!
"Butler Qin, I..." Xia Qiao hesitated and didn't move.
"Young madam, the master instructed that since you are married to the young master, you should live with him. Drink the milk and then go in to rest together," Butler Qin said, handing Xia Qiao a glass of milk.
Xia Qiao, feeling parched, took the milk and drank it quickly, then forced a smile, "Thank you, Butler Qin!"
"Go ahead!" Butler Qin handed her another glass of milk, politely but respectfully adding, "Good night, young madam."
"Good night!"
Xia Qiao's smile was stiff as she held the milk, standing for a long time before finally raising her trembling hand to the doorknob...
*Creeeak!*
The door creaked open, and the room was pitch black.
Xia Qiao gripped the milk tightly, her steps halting halfway as Pei Lichuan's cold, deep voice came from the darkness, "Didn't I tell you to get out?"
Xia Qiao bit her lip, her throat dry, "Butler Qin... asked me to bring you milk."
The room fell into silence.
It was as if his breath was absorbed into the oppressive darkness.
Xia Qiao felt a shiver run down her spine from the eerie atmosphere, her eyes wide with fear, dreading that a beast might suddenly leap out from the darkness and devour her.
"I... I'll leave after I put it down," Xia Qiao said with a barely noticeable tremor in her voice.
She didn't actually want to make her relationship with Pei Lichuan worse.
After all, they were married, and their fates were now intertwined. If he could get along with her, she would certainly do her best to take care of him.
But Pei Lichuan...
"Give it to me!" His voice came with undeniable authority.
Xia Qiao slowly moved forward, holding the milk with one hand and groping with the other to avoid spilling it by bumping into anything.
*Thud!*
Suddenly, Xia Qiao's foot kicked the wheelchair, making a noise.
"I'm sorry! I can't see..." Xia Qiao apologized, her heart trembling.
She expected Pei Lichuan to erupt in anger again, but instead, a small nightlight clicked on with a soft sound.
The light was gentle, casting a warm yellow glow that softened the cold room. She looked up and saw Pei Lichuan half-lying on the big bed, his lower body covered by a silk blanket, his expression cold and his gaze fixed on her.
"Butler Qin said you should drink the milk before resting," Xia Qiao said, extending the milk toward him.
The cup was still warm from her hand as she passed it to him.
Pei Lichuan's palm tightened slightly, his brows furrowed.
He pressed his lips together, silently drinking the milk, then set the cup down with a customary cold sneer, "I didn't expect the eldest daughter of the Xia family to be so skilled at serving others!"
"Pei..."
Just the single word made Xia Qiao's throat dry.
Her limbs felt weak, and an inexplicable flame surged within her, her heart pounding wildly.
Xia Qiao's body softened and she fell heavily against Pei Lichuan's waist.
Even through the two layers of fabric, Xia Qiao could feel the man's skin's heat, burning like fire. This warmth was like boiling oil poured over Xia Qiao, making the tiny spark inside her burst into a blazing fire.
Xia Qiao's head spun, her cheeks flushed red.
She weakly propped herself up, looking up under her misty brows, her amber eyes shimmering with moisture, "I'm... sorry."
As the words left her lips, Xia Qiao was startled by her own voice.
Not only Xia Qiao but Pei Lichuan was also affected by her soft voice, his entire body tensing.
"Xia Mo'er! You..." Pei Lichuan scolded, his taut arm gripping her chin, "Are you playing the role of the seductress?"