The egg rolled to his feet.
"B * tch, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and pick up the egg!" Yuyu ordered.
Feng Lingxue walked over to his side. She slowly squatted down and reached out to pick up the egg.
Xuan Ying was sitting on the chair. When she came over, he moved a little and leaned against the chair lazily. His long legs were spread apart and one arm was placed on the back of the chair. He lowered his eyes to look at the woman beside him.
She reached out to pick up the egg.
Just as she was about to pick it up, he stretched his leg out and kicked the egg away.
Feng Lingxue's hand froze in mid-air. She knew that he was teasing her on purpose and humiliating her.
He was the master here and she was the slave.
Feng Lingxue reached out to pick up the egg that had rolled away.
She did not stand up. Instead, she moved a few steps forward while maintaining her squatting position. Xuan Ying looked at her beautiful face and suddenly stuck out his tongue to lick his dry lips. The corners of his lips curled into a mature and playful smile.
Feng Lingxue picked up the egg and stood up.
At this moment, she heard a deep voice. "Come over and help me clean my shoes."
Feng Lingxue lifted her eyes and looked at him coldly.
He was also looking at her. Even though he was sitting and she was standing, his gaze carried an oppressive and domineering aura. His gaze was cold as he scanned her from head to toe. There was a hint of disdain in his gaze.
Feng Lingxue felt that he really saw her as a prostitute.
Ever since he found out that she wasn't a virgin that night, he hadn't bothered with her at all.
He said that he was a clean freak and that he probably wouldn't touch her again.
Feng Lingxue took a deep breath and walked over to him. She squatted down to help him clean his shoes.
Her soft hands touched his black military boots and she gently rubbed them. Xuan Ying's Adam's apple bobbed and his gaze landed on her chest.
But he didn't see anything.
She buttoned up the neckline of the little lapel tightly, revealing only her delicate, swan-like neck.
There were many maids around him who would unbutton their buttons to the lowest level and show their breasts to him.
But she didn't.
She pretended to be a chaste woman, but in fact, her body was dirty.
Xuan Ying's eyes darkened. He lifted his leg and the tip of his black military boot reached for her skirt, lifting it up.
Feng Lingxue's eyes narrowed. What was he doing?
Lift her skirt?
There were many people here, and they were all in the restaurant.
She quickly reached out her small hand and pressed down on his military boots, not letting him lift them.
One side of Xuan Ying's face darkened, even his voice sounded menacing. "Let go of me!"
Feng Lingxue shook her head.
Xuan Ying didn't waste any more time, he just kicked her body.
Feng Lingxue's petite body fell onto the custom-made carpet.
Xuan Ying stood up and walked over to her. He stretched his leg out and lifted her skirt.
She was wearing a pair of black lace safety pants, flat top.
The lace was wrapped around her fair thighs, and when she fell, her two slender legs were folded together. He didn't see anything.
His dark eyes glared at her legs and he cursed, "What a killjoy!"
Feng Lingxue's face was pale. She quickly pushed her skirt down, trying to preserve some dignity.
The maids in the living room didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Yuyu and the other concubines gritted their teeth, staring at Feng Lingxue with envy and jealousy.
At this moment, Yuyu went forward, her delicate body falling into the man's arms. "Young Master, don't be angry with this lowly servant. You don't even love me anymore."
Before she could fall in, a large palm reached over and pushed her away mercilessly. "Get lost."
Yuyu slammed into the wall, looking extremely pathetic.
"Master." His trusted aide, Ah Zhou, walked over.
Xuan Ying left with Ah Zhou, his black coat billowing in the cold wind outside.
…
In the bulletproof X-Class luxury car.
Xuan Ying leaned against the seat with a menacing aura. Ah Zhou said in a low voice, "Master, the South Duke asked us to go to Jing Zhou to exterminate the bandits, but Jing Zhou is under Xuan Mu's jurisdiction. Xuan Mu is the legitimate son of the South Duke and the South Duchess, but he's only average. If you hadn't returned three years ago, the South Palace would have been destroyed by the West Duke, Lu Yeming.
"But from what I can see, the South Duke still wants to pass his title to Xuan Mu. The reason why he values you so much is because he wants you to work for him.
"The bandits in Jingzhou are famous for burning, killing, robbing, and using cruel methods. This is going to be another bloody battle."
How could Xuan Ying not know what Ah Zhou was aware of?
The corners of his lips kicked up. In his father's eyes, he was just a concubine's son.
They were both sons, but Xuan Mu had been taught how to do things when he was young, while he had been brought into a dark and damp prison by his father, watching as his enemies were skinned alive.
In this world, his mother was the only one who truly loved him.
Originally, he had thought that Feng Lingxue truly treated him well.
But that wasn't the case.
She had stabbed him in the back.
His hatred for her burned to the bone.
Xuan Ying closed his eyes, concealing all the emotions in his heart. "Let's go. I'm going to destroy the bandits' nest."
His deep voice was filled with indescribable darkness and sternness.
…
Three days later.
Xuan Ying left for three days. During these three days, Feng Lingxue stayed at the Snow Mountain Residence, washing the dishes, mopping the floor and cleaning the place.
She had become the public enemy here.
Ever since he had lifted her skirt in the dining room and looked at her underwear, the concubines hated her.
And when the maids saw how Xuan Ying treated her, they looked down on her as well.
Every night, she would drag her tired body back to her room. Sometimes, she wouldn't even have dinner.
She had no dignity here.
She was as lowly as a speck of dust.
It was late at night and Feng Lingxue was still awake. She was wearing a nightgown, hugging her knees as she sat on the cold wooden bed. There was a window in the room and the moonlight shone in, illuminating her beautiful face.
She lowered her head, looking at the small stone in her hand.
Her soft fingertips gently stroked the small stone, and her eyes became red.
At this moment, the sound of a car engine could be heard from outside. The door was pulled open and a maid's voice was heard. "Young Master."
Feng Lingxue froze. He was back?
He was back in the middle of the night?
Steady and strong footsteps could be heard coming from the stairs. It seemed to be coming to her room.
Feng Lingxue's heart clenched, she quickly lifted her eyes to look at the tightly shut door.
In the next second, her room door was kicked open with a bang.
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