Chapter 13
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Finally, Qiao Lian jumped down from the sofa.
She opened the door and crept downstairs. After confirming that there was no one in the living room, Qiao Lian heaved a sigh of relief and dashed into the kitchen.
She opened the fridge, took a piece of bread and ate it with relish. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a car coming from outside.
She paused and her whole body tensed up.
Shen Liangchuan was back?
She felt nervous at the thought of what had happened at the set today. She closed the fridge in a panic and wanted to rush to the bedroom. However, a group of people came out of the living room. If Qiao Lian ran upstairs now, it would be too abrupt. She stood at the kitchen door and looked outside.
The door opened and Shen Liangchuan walked in with big strides, bringing with him a wave of coldness.
The butler hurried to welcome him, "Sir, you are back?"
Shen Liangchuan nodded, took off his coat and passed it to the servant. He raised his head slightly, "What happened to her?"
"Madam today …"
Shen Liangchuan coldly interrupted the butler, "Don't call her Madam."
His words caused the living room to suddenly become quiet.
Qiao Lian twitched her mouth.
Don't call her Madam?
His tone of disdain made her walk out of the kitchen, "Butler, you can call me Qiao Lian."
The atmosphere in the room became even more awkward.
The butler coughed, "Ms. Qiao did not eat dinner …"
Halfway through his sentence, he couldn't continue.
Shen Liangchuan's gaze had already landed on the piece of bread in her hand and the bread crumbs at the corner of her mouth.
He had thought that after today's incident, she would be devastated and in so much pain that she wanted to die. But at this moment … how was she not in a good state?
Shen Liangchuan's indifferent expression became even colder. There was a kind of anger spreading.
Her face was red, which was not pleasing to his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly realized something. He suddenly took a step forward and walked towards Qiao Lian.
Before Qiao Lian could react, her chin was clamped by his big hand. Immediately, he said coldly, "Who hit your face?!"
Who hit her? Of course it was your rotten peach blossom!
But so what if she told him? He would still avenge her!
She hesitated for a few seconds, but in Shen Liangchuan's eyes, her expression changed.
He suddenly released her chin and said mockingly, "Are you going to say that it was Yang Lingsi who hit you?"
This tone … Tsk tsk, that strong dissatisfaction was about to overflow!
She knew that he hated it when she created trouble for him, so she thought about it and chose a safe way to put it. "Ah, you don't have to worry about this …"
"You don't need me to care? So, he was retreating in order to advance? You want me to avenge you? "Shen Liangchuan said sarcastically.
Qiao Lian: …
Shen Liangchuan turned to look at the housekeeper and said sternly, "Auntie Li, you're getting on in years and your eyesight isn't good. Be careful not to be used again."
Being used?
Was this person referring to himself?
She frowned and said, "Shen Liangchuan, I don't need your help."
"Miss Qiao, let me tell you, these women's tricks are useless against me!"
With that, he turned around, went upstairs, and slammed the door shut.
Qiao Lian thought, "… So, can't I speak properly?!"
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