Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
He set his briefcase down. He looked slightly exhausted as he pursed his thin lips.
Dad, Mom, what brings you here?
He sat down, natural and relaxed. However, he glimpsed at Xia Ruoxin intentionally or otherwise.
She had become bold and knew how to complain.
You didn’t come over for a visit, so we thought we should come over and see how you’re doing. You cast your parents aside and did not care about us. What were you thinking?
Chu Jiang looked up and looked straight into Chu Lui’s eyes. His son had been outstanding. The company expanded under his leadership, and their total assets grew almost three times in estimation. Even enabling the company to gain a position in foreign countries. He may be outstanding, but he also had a temper to match.
And he had inherited his temper from his father.
Mmm. I will pay more attention next time. Once the recently launched project in the company is completed, I will make more trips back home.
He had called that place home. While he had treated this villa as a hotel, he even had a free prostitute at his disposal. Xia Ruoxin blinked. A look of self-mockery flashed past her eyes.
Lui, we just missed you too much.
Song Wan couldn’t help but sigh as she looked at her son. To tell the truth, she did not miss him. She was only worried that he might have done something that he would regret in the future. She knew her son was hard-headed and can be set in his ways on occasions.
Sorry, Mom. I’ve made you worry.
He shed his mask of aloofness in front of his mother. He might not have laughed as much, but that was acceptable. His character was always like that.
Alright. It is getting late and we should get going.
Song Wan stood up and tugged at Chu Jiang’s shirt. While he wanted to reprimand his son, he was forced to keep his mouth shut.
He stopped in his tracks when he was at the doorway. He looked at the dumbfounded maid and unhappily said,
Chu Lui, the next time I come, I don’t want to see this woman. She does not know her status and made your woman do a maid’s chores. If word gets out, it will be such an embarrassment for us.
He gave Luo Sha a quick and cold glance. There was an undeniable command in his voice. Both father and son were hard-handed in their own respective methods. One should not point at the other.
I know what to do, Dad.
Chu Lui merely stood up. He put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the wall. One might have mistaken his casual stance as idle but that did not mask the strength coming from him.
The door closed once again. The room fell into an awkward silence. Luo Sha wanted to say something, but she stopped herself. That woman…
Come with me.
Chu Lui removed his hands from his pockets and undo the top button on his shirt collar. He dislikes being ordered, and he hates being threatened. What he hated the most was someone putting up a false pretense of being innocent to gain pity.
Xia Ruoxin lowered her head and followed him. She occasionally looked up. On her long eyelashes, something dark and shadowy lurked.
The door closed again. It was the door to their bedroom.
Luo Sha wiped the sweat off her forehead with her hand. She leaned against the wall, and her face had paled. It was her first time meeting the dynamic father and son. As if she just thought of something, she hurriedly grabbed the rag that Xia Ruoxin had been using and continued from where she had stopped. Actually, this was what she was supposed to do.
Once they were in the room, Chu Lui abruptly turned around and gripped Xia Ruoxin’s slender shoulders. He pinned her to the wall. The impact made her feel nauseous.
Talk. What have you told them?
He narrowed his eyes and exerted more strength on her shoulders. If she really said something, anything, then don’t blame him for being ruthless.
