Chapter 387: Terminally Ill

When the maid helplessly faced the phone that was hung up, Lu Xiwen quietly appeared behind her.

"What are you doing?" she asked, grim.

The servant shook and turned around.

"What about you, what do you say?!" Lu Xiwen grabbed the glass on the table and smashed it on the ground, "Now dumb?"

Her blood-red eyes stared at the servant like a bloodthirsty demon.

The servant stepped back in fear and stammered, "I'...... I just don't think you're comfortable, so I'm ...... Call...... To Mr. Pei, I would like to ask him to come and accompany you...... Miss, I'm doing this for your own good......"

"Smack", a crisp sound, interrupted the servant's words.

The servant clutched his flushed cheeks and sat down on the ground.

"Good for me?" Lu Xiwen's face was hideous, "Hehehe, do you want to seduce Pei Tingyuan behind my back?!"

The maid was dumbfounded.

She is almost forty years old, seducing the young Pei Tingyuan?!

Isn't the eldest lady crazy?

"Speak, I have exposed it, are you speechless?" Lu Xiwen stepped forward, grabbed the maid's collar, glared and asked: "You don't look at what kind of goods you are, from the countryside, you are so old, you have no culture, what do you use to seduce Pei Tingyuan? ! You deserve to appear in front of Pei Tingyuan?"

She gave it a hard push, and the servant's back slammed into the cabinet.

She didn't dare to move, for fear of making the eldest lady even more unhappy, not to mention that now the eldest lady was like crazy, she was even more afraid of talking casually, which made the eldest lady even more unhappy and crazy.

"Miss, I really didn't seduce Mr. Pei, I have a husband and children at home, how can I seduce Mr. Pei......?

"Okay, then I'll trust you for the time being, but ......" Lu Xiwen laughed, "Get out, I don't want to see you again as a waste who has more than enough to do and more than to lose!

The servant was stunned.

Lu Xiwen saw that she didn't move, so she directly raised her foot and kicked it violently.

The maid rolled on the ground with his head in his hands, shouting, "Miss spare me."

Lu Xiwen couldn't listen to her words at all, and kicked more than a dozen times in a row, before she stopped, "Forget it, for the sake of you in the Lu family for many years, I will spare you this time, and next time you dare to call Pei Tingyuan casually, I can't spare you." ”

"Yes, yes...... Miss. The servant folded his arms and wept in reply.

Lu Xiwen vented, and then she felt a little more relaxed, she glared at the maid viciously, and turned around and went out.

As soon as she left, the servant's shoulders straddled and she collapsed to the ground.

Now the eldest lady has become more and more terrifying, she can't watch the eldest lady go crazy like this.

She cheered up, got up, staggered to the kitchen door, glanced in the direction of the master bedroom, the eldest lady was not in the living room, the door of the master bedroom was closed, it seemed that this time it was really in the master bedroom.

She waited for a few minutes, and when she saw that there was no movement in the master bedroom, she quickly turned around, picked up the phone again, and dialed a long list of numbers.

Soon, the phone was picked up, and a lazy voice rang on the other end.

"Who?"

"Young Master, I am the one who serves the eldest lady...... That, the eldest lady has been very sick recently, and it is not convenient to tell the old lady...... So, could you please come and see the eldest lady......"

"Trouble, I'm still on vacation, come and make trouble for me......" The man who answered the phone said impatiently, "I know, I'll find time to deal with it." ”

With that, he hung up the phone.

The maid looked at the telephone receiver and became sad.

What kind of sin did she create to meet such a person......

In Xisongyuan Villa, Pei Tingyuan went downstairs to warm a glass of milk for Qiao Xihe himself, but saw that the housekeeper had just put down the telephone receiver and asked, "Who called?"

The housekeeper said honestly: "It's Miss Lu's maid, and Miss Lu seems to be a little crazy." ”

Pei Tingyuan frowned.

The butler said, "I...... Calling the shots, she didn't notify you, but told her to call the emergency number directly. ”

"Very well done. Pei Tingyuan nodded, walked into the kitchen briskly, warmed a glass of milk, and brought it upstairs.

Qiao Xihe was blowing his hair, and when he saw Pei Tingyuan coming back, he asked, "Why have you been going for so long, won't you go to your hot milk hot pot?"

"Not really. Pei Tingyuan put the milk cup on the table and leaned behind Qiao Xihe, "If I can't even heat a glass of milk, how can I make something delicious for you to eat?"

Qiao Xihe laughed, "Just you can speak." ”

Pei Tingyuan smiled and held her shoulder, "Wife, are you okay?"

"Ahem......" Qiao Xihe knew what he was thinking, and when he was asked like this, he choked on saliva and coughed repeatedly, blushed, and said, "My hair hasn't dried yet." ”

Pei Tingyuan looked at her hair, some of it was wet, and there were some droplets of water standing on the tips of her hair, some of which fell on her pink nightdress, so that the inch of fabric stuck to her skin, revealing her fair skin.

His eyes darkened, his throat twitched, and he licked his lips.

Qiao Xihe was concentrating on taking care of his hair, not noticing Pei Tingyuan's changes, thinking that he would have to use skin care products to take care of his somewhat dry skin later.

"Qiaoqiao......" Pei Tingyuan would not let the person in his arms sit in front of the dresser so slowly, leaned into her ear, and took a breath, "You made your husband wait so hard......

"Then you can help me blow my hair?" Qiao Xihe shoved the hair dryer into Pei Tingyuan's hand.

"Good. Pei Tingyuan happily agreed.

Qiao Xihe tilted his head and waited for Pei Tingyuan to blow his hair.

Who knows, Pei Tingyuan threw the hair dryer to the side, then hugged the person into his arms, and then retreated again and again, and within a few steps, both of them fell on the soft big bed.

"Pei Tingyuan......" Qiao Xihe shouted.

"Hair, it will dry itself out later, why do you have to blow it, how tired it is?" Pei Tingyuan let her lie on his body, wrapped his arms around her waist with one hand, and stroked her cheeks with the other.

The ends of his hair slid over his skin, bringing a comfortable itchy feeling, and Qiao Xihe couldn't help but pout and laugh.

"Pei Tingyuan, don't make trouble!" she slammed her fist into the man's chest.

"Okay, let's get down to business. Pei Tingyuan raised his head and kissed her hooked lips, "Qiaoqiao, this night belongs only to the two of us." With that, he rolled over and crushed the woman he had dreamed of.