12: 12.
From now on, you are not allowed to bully her.
12: 12.
From now on, you are not allowed to bully her.
An Xiaoyu looked up at Chu Mucheng.
He leaned arrogantly against the car door, his indifferent expression carrying a touch of laziness.
Seeing An Xiaoyu not moving, he let out a light snort.
“An Xiaoyu, don’t make repeat myself a second ti.”
An Xiaoyu still ignored him, and Chu Mucheng’s expression turned even more sullen.
He reached out to her shoulder, attempting to unbuckle her seat belt.
“I’ll do it myself!”
An Xiaoyu refused his touch and turned to look at Qin Zixiao, her eyes glistening.
“Zixiao brother, thank you for coming to pick up, I’m really happy!”
Qin Zixiao understood what An Xiaoyu ant; she was going to leave with Chu Mucheng.
“Xiaoyu…”
An Xiaoyu shook her head, understanding Qin Zixiao’s concern.
“I’m fine, don’t worry!
Him picking up…
it’s all the sa, I have to go ho anyway!”
After saying this, An Xiaoyu got out of the car, took her luggage from the trunk, and placed it in Chu Mucheng’s vehicle.
“Zixiao brother, see you later!”
*
The Range Rover sped down the highway, swerving and overtaking continuously at such a breakneck pace that it seed like a death wish, making An Xiaoyu’s heart pound with the illusion that her soul might fly out.
She felt terrible.
“Chu Mucheng, slow down!”
She actually got carsick and felt like throwing up.
“Chu Mucheng, I feel awful!”
An Xiaoyu’s complexion slowly turned waxen, and cold sweat began to seep from the back of her neck, along with a clammy forehead.
Finally, as the car slowed down, An Xiaoyu started to feel a bit better.
“Tch, what a scaredy-cat, just like when you were a kid!”
Chu Mucheng coldly threw out that remark, and An Xiaoyu remained silent.
She didn’t want to say a word now.
Look, she had just returned, and Chu Mucheng had started to tornt her already!
She knew that Chu Mucheng had always disliked her, ever since she stepped through the doors of the Chu Family, he had seen her as a thorn in his side.
It had always been like this, since childhood.
Back then, Su Linxue took her hand and step by step entered the opulent villa to et a distinguished-looking middle-aged man.
She knew that this man was Chu Yihong, her mother’s current husband, her…
stepfather.
“Yihong, this is Xiaoyu!”
Chu Yihong nodded, smiled at An Xiaoyu, then crouched down and beckoned An Xiaoyu over.
“Xiaoyu, co here!”
Su Linxue patted An Xiaoyu’s shoulder: “Xiaoyu, call him dad quickly!”
An Xiaoyu stood by Su Linxue’s side, unmoved.
The man before her had a warm smile, yet she felt a resistance.
Because he wasn’t her dad, her dad…
was already dead!
She bit her lip, feeling suddenly like crying.
Just then, she heard the angry voice of a boy.
“Don’t you dare call him dad, he’s my dad, not yours!”
An Xiaoyu looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall and thin boy standing at the top of the stairs.
His facial features were well-defined and profound, his eyes dark and deep, but his face was covered in an icy coldness.
And beside the boy stood a beautiful girl in a fluffy dress, looking like a Barbie doll.
She then heard Chu Yihong scold: “Mucheng, don’t talk nonsense!
From today on, Xiaoyu is part of our family, your sister, understand?
From now on, no bullying her!”
Chu Mucheng snorted.
“Tch, I only have one sister, and that’s Chu Mushan.
Her…
what is she?”
*
Suddenly, the car jerked to a halt, and due to inertia, An Xiaoyu’s body lunged forward and was pulled back by the seat belt, hitting the seatback hard.
Then, her chin was gripped tightly, and she looked up into Chu Mucheng’s cold eyes.
“An Xiaoyu, are you still thinking about Qin Zixiao?
Stop dreaming!
Qin Zixiao…
is getting engaged soon!”
An Xiaoyu brushed away Chu Mucheng’s hand, “I know Zixiao brother is getting engaged, so you don’t need to remind !”
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