dhibooks Chapter 1152 - Take Your Hand Away
Chapter 1152 - Take Your Hand Away
Chapter 1152: Take Your Hand Away
The peeled egg rolled beside his foot.
“Lowly servant, what are you waiting for? Do you need an invitation? Pick up the egg!” Yuyu ordered.
Swallowing down a breath, Feng Lingxue walked over to him, slowly crouching over to pick up the peeled egg.
When she came over, Xuan Ying moved, slumping against the chair as he spread his legs casually. Resting one hand on the armrest, he lowered his eyes to look at the woman beside him.
She stretched her hand out to pick up the egg.
Right when she was about to reach for it, he stretched his leg out, kicking the egg far away.
Feng Lingxue’s hand froze in mid-air, she knew that he did it on purpose to humiliate her. He was making it clear that he was the master while she was just his slave.
Moving towards it, Feng Lingxue continued, wanting to pick up the egg.
She didn’t stand up but rather continued moving forward while bent over. Xuan Ying looked at her, licking the chapped areas of his lips before he revealed a wry smile.
Feng Lingxue picked up the egg and stood up.
A deep baritone voice rang beside her. “Come here and wipe my shoe clean.”
Huh? Feng Lingxue lifted her eyes, looking at him.
He was looking at her too. Although he was seated while she stood, it was as though he was towering above her with just his gaze alone. His eyes were cold and somewhat condescending.
Feng Lingxue could also tell that he treated her just like a prostitute.
Ever since he learned that she wasn’t a virgin that night, he hadn’t paid any attention to her at all. He said that he had an obsession with cleanliness, he probably would never lay his hands on her ever again.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Lingxue walked beside him, bending over to wipe his shoe.
When her delicate hand touched his boot and wiped it with gentle movements, Xuan Ying’s Adam’s apple bobbed and his gaze landed on her chest.
But he hadn’t managed to see anything inside. Her collar was all buttoned up, revealing only her swan-like neck.
His palace was filled with many maids who would readily unbutton their collars and reveal their cleavages.
But she wasn’t like any of them.
Disgusting. She acted like a chaste woman of purity when she was dirty from inside out. Xuan Ying’s eyes turned dark and dangerous. He lifted his leg, using the tip of his boot to lift the end of her skirt.
The only person who truly loved him on earth was his mother.
He originally thought that Feng Lingxue treated him wholeheartedly too.
But she didn’t.
She stabbed him in the back so heartlessly.
His hatred for her was like a blazing hot flame.
Within seconds, Xuan Ying hid all of his emotions away, not showing anything on his face. “Let’s go. I’m going to raid those bandits’ hideout and kick their a**es.”
His voice was inexplicably dark and dangerous.
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Three days later.
Xuan Ying left for three days and during this time, Feng Lingxue stayed in Snow Mountain Residence, washing dishes, cleaning the residence and doing all sorts of endless chores.
Somehow, she had become the public enemy.
Ever since he lifted her skirt in the dining room the other time to see her underwear, those beauties had developed a deep hatred towards her.
After the maids witnessed how Xuan Ying treated her and they looked down on her too. Every night, she would drag her exhausted self back to her room, sometimes she wouldn’t even have dinner.
She had zero dignity.
Being here, she really was the lowest of the low.
Late at night, Feng Lingxue still hadn’t fallen asleep. She wore a nightgown and was hugging her knees while sitting on the cold wooden bed. There was a window in the room, the moonlight spilling inside and landing on her beautiful face.
As she lowered her head, her eyes were riveted on the small stone in her hands. Caressing the small stone with her fingertips gently, her eyes reddened and tears welled up inside.
Some engine sounds were outside and the door was pulled open hurriedly. A maid’s voice was heard. “Young Master.”
Feng Lingxue was stunned. He was back?
He came back late at night again.
She heard some heavy footsteps up the staircase, slowly approaching her room. Her heart thumped, quickly lifting her head to look in the direction of the room door.
The next moment, her room door was kicked open with a loud bang. A gust of cold wind rushed in, an imposing figure appeared.
It was Xuan Ying.