Yanshu was immediately stuck.
What is he sorry for? He doesn't know either.
He learned to say it that way because he saw Li Ning doing it.
Xihe turned around and said aggressively: "Speak, are you mute?"
Yanshu's shoulders couldn't help but shudder. Seeing him like this, Xihe was so angry that his chest heaved up and down. He turned around and said coldly, "You're not wrong, I'm the one who's wrong. From now on, you don't have to make clothes, shoes, or lunch for me."
Yanshu's body froze, and he immediately raised his head: "Why?"
He stepped forward and held Xihe's wrist: "Tell me what I did wrong, why are you doing this?"
The biting cold swept through his body. Xihe couldn't help but hiss, and suddenly broke free from his hand and took a step back: "Don't touch me!"
But she had been standing on the edge of the mountain before, and she retreated so fiercely that she did not stop in a hurry and fell directly down the mountain.
"ah!"
After a short scream, Xihe fell into a cold embrace.
The man frowned tightly: "Even if you are angry, there is no need to jump off a cliff."
Xihe was almost choking on his breath and almost died of anger: "You're the one who jumped off the cliff...Ah!"
His body suddenly dropped, and the sharp mountain wind blew past his ears. Xihe subconsciously clutched the man's clothes on his chest and buried her face in his neck.
Yanshu didn't even realize that he had offended her again.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, he immediately loosened his grip on Xihe's waist and took a step back: "Alright."
The ground was so high and low that Xihe's legs suddenly went weak. He stumbled and fell to the ground.
Xihe...
Inkstone Book...
He suppressed the smile on his face and stepped forward, extending his hand: "I'll pull you."
Xihe was stunned for a moment, then looked at that jade-white hand and instantly became furious. He pulled it hard, turned over and pounced on him and started beating him: "You big-headed ghost, are you stupid?"
Yanshu didn't expect her to throw a tantrum. He just stood there and was caught off guard and scratched by someone.
"Idiot, disgusting, it's all your fault, I'll beat you..."
Xihe was spreading fire when suddenly the world spun around him and everything went black. When he opened his eyes again he saw a completely different scene.
"Second Miss, even if you are angry, you still have to eat."
The maid in a straight gown squatted in front of the bed, looking helpless and chattering incessantly to comfort her.
Xihe looked at her, then at the pink gauze curtains, the European-style bed, and the Western paintings on the wall. She felt uneasy. She tentatively called out, "Dog?"
There was no response.
Well, if it’s not Gou Zi, then it must be the troublesome matter of Yan Shu.
"Miss~"
Seeing that she looked dazed and didn't listen to what she said at all, the maid became anxious and reached out to push Xihe.
Xihe immediately looked over, her eyes chilled. The little maid couldn't help but shudder and said with a wry smile, "Yes, I'm sorry, Miss. Slave, I just wanted you to eat something."
Xihe curled his dry, pale lips and said, "Just answer whatever I ask you later, got it?"
The little maid's eyes rolled around, and suddenly she saw her mistress narrowing her eyes, and she immediately nodded hurriedly.
After some questions and answers, Xihe learned that the body was named Li Mingzhu, the second daughter of the Li family in Tongcheng. She had just returned from studying abroad and was on a hunger strike because she did not want to marry the sickly eldest son of the Shen family.
And that sickly guy's name is Chen Yanshu.
Xihe...Oh, it’s confirmed.
Feeling the dryness and discomfort in his stomach, Xihe raised his arm with difficulty: "Go, make me a bowl of porridge."
Are the delicious fish and meat on the table for people who are starving?
I don’t know whether the so-called “favor” is true or false.
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