Chapter 25 Too Cute
The young master's eyes were filled with a chilling coldness, and his face was gloomy.
His tone was filled with undisguised anger. The servants working for the Duan family were no strangers to Duan Mingxiao's methods.
The eldest son is incredibly resourceful when it comes to playing pranks; in ancient times, he would probably be a Minister of Justice.
Upon seeing this, Jiao Jun immediately began to act subservient, not daring to utter a sound, and suppressing the arrogant expression on his face.
However, the middle-aged woman in the corner, with her head down, couldn't stop her lower lip from trembling.
Every word the young master uttered was like the tolling of a bell before a slow, agonizing execution.
"Who just said that Cong Chun appeared at my mother's door?"
The middle-aged woman lowered her head and prayed silently that the young master would not notice her.
However, things never go as planned.
Duan Mingxiao walked up to the middle-aged woman, his long, narrow, dark eyes, like those of a hawk, fixed on her, his tone undisguisedly chilling.
"Was it you?"
The woman gritted her teeth, first shaking her head in fear, then nodding.
Luo Ting was filled with regret; Jiao Jun was her boyfriend.
Because of her poor appearance and her introverted personality, she had never had a boyfriend by the age of thirty-two.
She finally found a boyfriend and was determined to marry him and have a child to support her in her old age.
However, Jiao Jun has been in a bad mood lately because he was ridiculed by the other servants of the Duan family for his previous conflict with Cong Chun.
Men are always very proud.
Jiao Jun couldn't swallow his anger, so he coaxed her into framing Cong Chun while they were in bed.
Once Cong Chun is kicked out of the Duan family, he will get a marriage certificate with her.
Luo Ting didn't understand why Jiao Jun disliked Cong Chun so much.
Cong Chun was very kind to them, often taking the initiative to help them move heavy objects so they could finish their work earlier, even though these things were not part of Cong Chun's job duties.
But she couldn't live without Jiao Jun, so she could only help her own boyfriend.
She was in charge of cleaning the Duan family's house, and sometimes she would ask Butler Chen for the key to open a room.
Luo Ting knew where the spare keys to the Duan family's rooms were.
At Jiao Jun's request, she stole the keys to Madam and Cong Chun's room and then hid the necklace in Cong Chun's thermos.
However, they all underestimated Cong Chun's importance in the young master's heart.
A jade necklace worth millions is given away as easily as cabbage at the market.
At this moment, Duan Mingxiao, who exuded an extremely imposing aura, appeared in front of her. Luo Ting, who was already timid and fearful, started to cry.
"Waaah, young master, I'm sorry, I was confused for a moment."
Duan Mingxiao's expression was gloomy, and there was a fierce look between his brows.
"Butler Chen, if I see her again later..."
"You can leave now."
Seeing Duan Mingxiao's coldness and indifference, the woman immediately turned to Cong Chun, who seemed more approachable.
Luo Ting, with snot and tears streaming down her face, knelt before Cong Chun, her extra flesh squeezed together.
"Cong Chun, please forgive me."
"Please plead with the young master for me, please don't send me away."
Cong Chun frowned, looked away, and spoke in a low voice.
"Don't kneel before me."
Luo Ting made a snap decision: if she left the Duan family, Jiao Jun would definitely break up with her; she couldn't live without Jiao Jun.
However, Jiao Jun doesn't protect her at all, leaving her to suffer everyone's condemnation alone, with everyone around her looking at her with disdain.
Luo Ting suddenly stepped forward and hugged Jiao Jun's arm.
"My dear, you can't abandon me."
Jiao Jun's face immediately turned panicked.
Damn, that stupid woman, she's asking for death and she's trying to drag him down with her.
"I...I have absolutely nothing to do with you."
Please don't break up with me.
Jiao Jun gritted his teeth and made a suppressed sound from deep in his throat.
"Luo Ting, you fat pig, let go of me!"
What's going on here? Nobody expected these two to be lovers.
Duan Mingxiao, who was standing to the side, was so angry at the sight that he laughed. The young master clapped his hands and exclaimed in admiration.
"Locked up, wishing you happiness."
As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed his fist into the door. A loud "bang" echoed through the room. Duan Mingxiao's jawline tightened and the veins on his forehead bulged.
"You two damned bitches, pack your things and get out of here right now."
"I'm just asking you, what are you guys?"
The scene was completely silent, and the boy in front of them was like an enraged lion, growing increasingly gloomy.
The farce came to an end, but Cong Chun did not accept the jade necklace, as it belonged to Madam Yun and was quite valuable.
He returned the necklace to Butler Chen, who took it with mixed feelings; the child had been wronged today.
Jiao Jun and Luo Ting were subjected to a lot of disdain and were sent back to their respective rooms to pack their luggage.
Cong Chun bent down and picked up the thermos that had rolled into the corner.
Because it had just been dropped on the ground, the surface of the cup was dented, and the edge of the lid was slightly cracked, making it difficult to screw on.
A hint of heartache flickered in Cong Chun's eyes.
When Duan Mingxiao came in, this was the scene he saw.
The boy squatted in the corner, looking very lonely, like a cluster of small mushrooms in the corner.
But he yelled at those two bastards too loudly just now, and Duan Mingxiao's throat is a little sore now.
Duan Mingxiao stepped forward and softened his voice.
"What's wrong?" The voice sounded like a broken gong being struck, or like sandpaper rubbing deep in the throat.
[Why has my voice become so awful? It sounds like a dead crow cawing.]
Sigh, looks like I'll have to take better care of my voice from now on.
The next second, Duan Mingxiao was so angry when he saw the "battle-damaged" thermos in Cong Chun's hand that he jumped up and down.
I should have killed those two bitches just now.
[Strip them naked, coat them in breadcrumbs, and deep-fry them until golden brown on both sides. Even a dog wouldn't eat it.]
"I'll buy you a new one."
Don't be sad.
Duan Mingxiao's voice gradually faded.
Duan Mingxiao felt a little uncomfortable as Cong Chun kept his head down and didn't speak.
He had never coaxed anyone before, nor did he have any experience in doing so.
He was always the one being asked for favors.
However, Cong Chun seemed to be in low spirits, which left the young master somewhat at a loss.
Duan Mingxiao quietly pushed the cake in his hand in front of Cong Chun, watching Cong Chun's reaction intently.
"Here, these are chicks."
"Oh no, it's Ji Ruhui's birthday today."
"He's out of his mind, he's used to being extravagant and wasteful, unlike me, who is thrifty and good at managing the household."
Duan Mingxiao scratched the hair on his head, his tone hesitant.
"There are plenty of cakes at that party, it would be a waste not to eat them. I'll bring one for you to try."
He still looks unhappy. Perhaps I should give him a raise?
Will this make him happier?
If you're still unhappy, this young master is going to get angry.
Sigh, men's hearts are so hard to fathom.
Cong Chun pursed her lips, looked up at Duan Mingxiao, and her innocent, downturned puppy eyes were captivating.
"Young Master, you talk too much."
The two met eyes unexpectedly. Cong Chun's eyes were like a clear, bright lake, with long, slightly upturned eyelashes. How could a boy have such long eyelashes?
Duan Mingxiao's gaze faltered slightly, and his breathing became rapid.
"You're so adorable."
Oh no, the young master accidentally revealed his true feelings.
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