Bai Qianmo gave a dismissive smile: "Your makeup and style must have been learned from Xu Jin'en, right? Has Xu Changchong ever told you that your face is actually somewhat similar to Xu Jin'en's? However, similarity doesn't mean the same face. No matter how much you imitate Xu Jin'en, you can never replace her!"
"Shut up, Bai Qianmo. Do you think you can replace Xu Jin'en? Don't dream. In Master's heart, you're not even worth a hair on Xu Jin'en's head."
Bai Qianmo smiled faintly: "Even if I can't replace Xu Jin'en, this face is enough for Xu Changchong to give me all his tenderness and affection. Isn't this what you've been dreaming of? Unfortunately, you're not even worthy of being Xu Jin'en's shadow!"
"Shut up! Believe me or not, I'll kill you right now!"
The woman rushed forward in a rage, grabbing Bai Qianmo's neck tightly with one hand.
Bai Qianmo met her murderous gaze without fear, raising an eyebrow mockingly: "Go ahead and do it, so you can see whether my face is more important or your loyalty to him."
The woman's hands gradually tightened, a voice in her heart urging her on.
If the master kills this woman who looks like Xu Jin'en, he will turn his attention to her. She has been with him for ten years. How could he possibly hurt her for this woman?
Thinking of this, a cold glint flashed in the woman's eyes, and she gradually increased the pressure on her hands.
Just as Bai Qianmo's breathing became increasingly difficult, a ghostly figure flashed past like a gust of wind, and the woman who was choking Bai Qianmo was violently sent flying by the other party's palm.
The woman's slender body crashed into the table, causing the plates on the table to shake violently with a jarring sound.
Xu Changchong strode up to Bai Qianmo, his whole body radiating rage. His icy fingertips pinched Bai Qianmo's chin and gently lifted it. When he saw the conspicuous choke mark on her neck, a ruthless glint flashed in his dark eyes.
The woman rolled to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Those dark eyes were now filled with disbelief.
He actually treated her like this because of this woman who looks like Xu Jin'en? She had been by his side for ten whole years, spending every day with him for those ten years. Was she really not even worth as much as this face?
Realizing this fact caused the woman a heart-wrenching pain.
"Yan Ji, you shouldn't have touched her."
Yan Ji looked at Bai Qianmo with hatred: "Just because she looks like Xu Jin'en?"
Why? Why would he rather look for a face than glance at her?
A sinister glint flashed in the man's dark, unfathomable eyes: "This is not your question. Considering you've been with me for ten years, I'll spare you today. But if you dare to hurt her again, I'll make you wish you were dead."
Hearing the man's heartless words, Yan Ji felt a wave of despair.
She had envied Xu Jin'en for ten years. She often wondered what was so special about that woman that made such a man so infatuated with her for so long, even though she had been dead for decades, she was still an irreplaceable presence in his heart.
She was unwilling to accept it, but she had to face reality. She also tried to comfort herself by telling herself not to argue with a dead person.
But this woman who looked like Xu Jin'en had to appear in front of him, and from then on, his gaze never left her.
How could she not be jealous?
She could not win against a dead person, but she was unwilling to accept that she could not even win against Xu Jin'en's similar face.
She glared resentfully at Bai Qianmo, then quickly suppressed her anger, adopting a meek and submissive demeanor: "Yan Ji knows she was wrong."
"go out."
"yes!"
After Yan Ji left, Xu Changchong walked up to Bai Qianmo and gently touched the conspicuous pinch mark on her neck with his cool fingertips.
"If you want to leave, just tell me directly. Why provoke her?"
Bai Qianmo raised an eyebrow slightly: "So, you're willing to let me go?"
If she had known it would be so easy to negotiate, why would she have staged this self-inflicted injury?
Actually, she had already noticed that he was outside the door.
Xu Changchong didn't reply to her, but silently glanced at her.
"Have a meal with me."
Without saying another word, he picked her up and carried her to the dining table, then gently put her down.
Bai Qianmo frowned, feeling very uncomfortable being carried around, especially by a strange man.
"I need a pair of shoes."
Xu Changchong sat opposite Bai Qianmo, and soon someone brought in another meal from outside the door.
"Prepare a pair of shoes for Miss Bai, size 37!"
The woman delivering the food immediately nodded in agreement: "Yes!"
Bai Qianmo looked down at her bare feet. He actually knew that she wore size 37 shoes?
The man held the knife and fork elegantly; his long, slender hands had distinct knuckles and were the only part of his skin that was exposed.
Judging from these hands, he should still be in a youthful state.
Bai Qianmo followed those hands slowly upwards, landing on the ugly mask. Although he wore a sinister mask, it did not affect his elegance while eating.
Do you have a photo of Xu Jin'en?
The man paused slightly, his hands holding the knife and fork, lost in thought for a moment, before placing the plate of steak, cut into small pieces, in front of Bai Qianmo.
"Let's eat first!"
Bai Qianmo stared at the plate in front of her, then silently picked up the knife and fork beside her and began to eat.
Seeing Bai Qianmo start eating, Xu Changchong's eyes, hidden behind his mask, curved into a smile.
After dinner
A middle-aged maid brought over a pair of casual white shoes. Bai Qianmo reached out to take them, but the woman handed them directly to Xu Changchong.
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