Xiao Anbang still didn't say anything and continued playing the erhu.
Seeing this, Yu Xing simply went straight to Xiao Fuxing's house.
In fact, she had known for a long time that every time Xiao Anbang played the erhu, he would not stop until he finished playing, and no one could interrupt him except a very few people.
Obviously, she was not among that minority.
This discovery made Yu Xing extremely dissatisfied.
Xiao Fuxing's room was on the second floor. The stairs were made of wood, and the room also had wooden floors. Yu Xing wore high-heeled leather shoes, and when she walked, her heels made a crisp "do-do-do" sound on the wood, which mixed with the sound of the erhu and seemed so out of place.
Xiao Anbang, who was playing the erhu, couldn't help but frown, seeming a little dissatisfied. However, he didn't say anything and continued playing the erhu.
The erhu's sound was mournful, as if it was mourning for someone.
Yu Xing listened to the sound, her heart becoming increasingly irritated, and she could not help but quicken her pace upstairs. She was now eager to see Xiao Fuxing, but she also did not want to listen to the soul-destroying erhu sound anymore, and just wanted to hurry upstairs and into the house.
But in my anxiety, I didn't lift my foot high enough and the tip of my shoe hit the stairs.
Under inertia, Yu Xing's body suddenly leaned forward and fell onto the wooden stairs. His knee hit the corner of the stairs, scraping off a large piece of skin.
Although only the outermost layer of skin was rubbed off, that thin layer of skin was not dead skin. Fine beads of blood soon oozed out of her wound, and the pain made her tears flow.
Ever since being taken to the Xiao family, Yu Xing has lived a life of luxury, eating well, dressing well, and not having to work, just like a young lady.
After she got married, her husband took care of all the housework and didn't want her to work hard, so she lived a very good life after marriage.
Her skin is so delicate now that there is hardly even a callus. How could she have suffered such torture?
Yu Xing immediately screamed in pain, shouting "Ah" like a crow.
This voice made Yu Xing even more angry.
She was average looking, with dark skin. Even if she tried to dress up and avoid the sun as much as possible, she couldn't get much whiter. Fortunately, after putting on makeup, she was much prettier than she was without it.
But she was born with a hoarse voice, as unpleasant as a crow, which made her particularly concerned. So she found a teacher to learn pronunciation, just to make her voice sound better.
Ever since she learned how to pronounce it, she'd been pinching her throat and speaking softly, finally achieving a pleasant voice. But if she was ever in a hurry, like she had just been, she couldn't help but speak in her natural voice.
Yu Xing hadn't made such a sound for a long time. When she suddenly heard it, she felt so ashamed that she wished time could go back and nothing had happened.
Just at this moment, the erhu music suddenly stopped, and then she heard Xiao Anbang ask: "Yu Xing, why did you fall? Are you hurt?"
Yu Xing's face twisted, and he quickly said in a soft voice, "Uncle Xiao, the stairs in your house are really too slippery. It's a good thing I fell. What would have happened if you and Fuxing had fallen?"
After she said that, she hissed, as if she was in great pain.
Xiao Anbang walked over, stood at the bottom of the stairs, looked at her and asked, "Can you get up by yourself?"
Yu Xing was hesitating about what to say when she heard Xiao Anbang say again, "You're too careless. These stairs are not slippery. It's just that your shoes are difficult to walk on. I really don't understand why you women like to wear these pointy shoes. Aren't you afraid of falling when you walk?"
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