Fated to My Billionaire Husband Chapter 228: 228: He was Disappointed Because She was Angry1

Chapter 228: He was Disappointed Because She was Angry_1

He initially thought she was just a prickly person, but he didn’t expect her to be crafty as well.

Even at today’s banquet, she intentionally embarrassed Yan Yue, didn’t she?

Despite watching the surveillance video, he remained sowhat skeptical. It turned out that she was that kind of crafty woman, and he had really misjudged her!

Ruan Tianling squinted his cold eyes and warned her sternly, “Listen, if you dare play crafty gas in front of again, I will not let you off!”

After saying that, he angrily hung up the phone with his temper still flaring up. Despite standing on the balcony in the cold wind, the anger within him continued to burn, refusing to be blown away.

Jian Yufei playing sches in front of him shouldn’t have gotten him this angry.

He didn’t care about her petty tricks. He had seen every stratagem there was. Honestly, her thods were too childish and contemptuous.

Yet, he still got so angry; he didn’t understand if he was angry because she played him, or because she disappointed him.

Ruan Tianling warned Jian Yufei and then hung up the phone. Jian Yufei listened to the beep from her phone and curled her lips in a cold smile.

Do you think I enjoy acting cunning in front of you?

Today is an unusual day, seeing you guys reminded of that night’s incident. I want to make you uncomfortable, I want to see you squirm.

Even though I can’t do anything to you, whenever I get the chance to take revenge, I won’t miss it!

However, from today onwards, I’ll try my best to avoid you, if possible, for the rest of my life!

Too many things happened on Christmas Eve and Jian Yufei didn’t feel the Christmas spirit at all.

A night passed.

As the sky just started to light up, she opened her eyes.

Outside the semi-transparent white curtains, the sky was still covered in grey. Downstairs in the apartnt complex, morning vendor shouts began to echo. The nearby residents who woke up early have started selling breakfast, pushing their tricycles around.

There was no heating in Jian Yufei’s room. Although she remained cocooned in her warm quilt not wanting to get up, she couldn’t fall back asleep.

She was the only person in her ho, everything was silent and lonely. Grey-beige walls carried an old and heavy air, and the old house had a mildewy sll.

In the less than 20 square ter bedroom, there was only a bed, a desk, and an old wardrobe.

This wasn’t the grand, opulent house of the Ruan Family, but a simple single residence in a common complex in A City.

There wasn’t the comfortable luxury of Ruan family’s house here. One could even say this house was very humble. Yet here, she felt a sense of freedom and relaxation that she never felt at Ruan Family’s house, and a sense of ho.

This place would be her temporary ho from now on.

Even though the house was very humble, she believed that this was temporary. She firmly believed that she would live a better life and live in a better house by her own effort.

Jian Yufei, with her eyes staring at the ceiling, felt a surge of determination.

She couldn’t waste her ti, she had to strive hard, realize her own value, not to be looked down upon or despised, and not to be bullied again.

With this in mind, she promptly got up, changed clothes, freshened up, took her bag, and went out.

The morning in winter always ca late.

When Jian Yufei was walking in the complex, the sky was still dark, as if it was about to rain.

She walked quickly and bought a freshly prepared pancake from a pancake stall.