NOVEL SIMPLE It was silent in the room.
Leng Yuhe lowered his head, staring at Su Ruoqing impassively.
Su Ruoqing looked into his eyes, unable to withstand the strong pressure of the man, so she looked away first.
“Interesting.” As he spoke, he loosened his grip on Su Ruoqing’s chin.
He took a step back and sat casually on the single sofa, his fingers holding his chin, and he ordered in a nonchalant voice, “Take her to have a bath.”
Su Ruoqing was pale.
Leng Yuhe raised his lips slightly, his sharp eyes sweeping up and down her body.
Her figure was slender, and the dress was out-dated. Her face was pure, without a bit of makeup. The only slightly brightness was probably her eyes.
It was clear that her eyes were clean and thorough, but there was something that people couldn’t understand.
A maid came up and asked Su Ruoqing to go to the bathroom.
Su Ruoqing didn’t want to go, as she could guess, without thinking, what she would do after taking a bath.
She was unwilling to do that with such a man who looked horrible because she was afraid that she might be directly killed in bed by him.
“Miss Su?” The maid urged.
Leng Yuhe sat opposite her, staring at Su Ruoqing with a strong sense of presence.
No matter how unwilling she was, she did not dare to refuse in front of this man. She bit her lower lip and could do nothing but follow the maid to the bathroom.
The maid acted rudely and tore off Su Ruoqing’s clothes quickly. Then she pulled the plug to let out the water, and threw her into the bathtub. It was really a hard wash from head to toe, and she rubbed Su Ruoqing, leaving deep red marks on her fair skin.
Su Ruoqing frowned and politely indicated that she could wash by herself, but the maids didn’t listen. No one took her seriously, and even her protest was completely ignored.
Especially the leader, the maid named Chun Xiu in green, was extremely violent. If Su Ruoqing were not going to see Leng Yuhe later, she could guarantee that her face would be injured by the maid’s nails.
After ravaging Su Ruoqing all over, Chun Xiu helped her put on a pink cheongsam.
The color of the cheongsam was gaudy and bright, but the craft was extremely delicate and the material was soft, superior silk satin, with the lifelike embroidered peony on it. It was the orthodox Su embroidery.
It was just that the skirt split was high enough to expose her thigh.
Su Ruoqing tugged at the skirt hemline and slightly furrowed her brows, quite unaccustomed.
“You should go out. Young Master is still waiting for you,” Chun Xiu urged again.
Su Ruoqing glanced at herself in the mirror.
Her hair was tied up casually, revealing her delicate neck. The cheongsam was skin-tight, and her slender figure was clearly outlined. The pink color of her clothes made her skin more white and tender.
It was clearly a gaudy dress, but it her charm in a different way.
“Hurry up. Can’t you hear me?” Chun Xiu gave her a push, her face full of impatience.
Su Ruoqing frowned slightly, but she rolled her eyes and then calmed down.
She walked towards the bathroom door. When she reached it, she stopped deliberately, dawdling, unwilling to step out.
Chun Xiu was so bored with Su Ruoqing that she simply raised her hand and pushed her back after seeing that. “I told you to hurry up…”
“Ah –” Su Ruoqing screamed and fell out under Chun Xiu’s force.
At this moment, it was a big deal, and all people in the room looked at her, including Leng Yuhe on the opposite sofa with a casual posture.
Chun Xiu hadn’t withdrawn her hand with which she had pushed Su Ruoqing, and it was in the air.
Su Ruoqing kneeled on the floor and curled up with her long slender legs helplessly. Her small face lowered pitifully, and she expressed in a low choking voice, “Chun Xiu, sorry.”
She had been pushed, but she apologized, which apparently meant that she had been bullied and had to apologize.
Leng Yuhe was watching and Chun Xiu was extremely worried. She had seen the young general’s means with her own eyes. Displeasing him would only lead her to an early grave!
“No…” she immediately explained, “Young Master, I didn’t push her.”
Su Ruoqing lowered her head and cut in, “Right, she didn’t push me. I fell myself.”
She explained but intentionally made it more confusing.
Chun Xiu blushed with anger, clenched her nails and wanted to tear the woman’s cheek.
Leng Yuhe laughed softly, stood up with his tall and big body, and walked slowly towards the bathroom.