Chapter 15: The Descendant
Xia Feng endured it, and when he was asking Jing Moxuan, he was held by Han Shui'er's hand, "Jing Moxuan, whatever you want to torture me, but don't hurt the people around me!"
"Do you still have the strength to speak?" Jing Moxuan hooked the corners of his lips and said disdainfully.
As he spoke, the strength in Jing Moxuan's hand increased a little, making Han Shui'er's face even more ugly.
"Alright, Mo Xuan. You see Shui'er's face is so ugly, if you don't let go, something will happen. Bai Yunshan pretended to be worried, and gently shook Jing Moxuan's arm and said.
Jing Moxuan paused, and the hand holding Han Shui'er's neck slowly let go, "Han Shui'er, this is what you said." If you can torture you, then I want you to come to my villa and be a human being, and let me call you for ten years. If you agree, I will no longer hurt the people around you, and even the 45 million will be written off. β
Han Shui'er gently rubbed her neck, and five clear finger marks appeared on her originally fair skin, which were imprinted crimson on Han Shui'er's neck.
Hearing that Han Shui'er was going to share the same roof with Jing Moxuan again, Bai Yunshan was anxious, "Moxuan, how can you live with this woman! No, I want to live with you too!"
"Whatever you want. Jing Moxuan glanced at Bai Yunshan coldly, "Han Shui'er, have you thought about it?"
Han Shui'er looked at Jing Moxuan's annoying handsome face with disgust, and couldn't wait to go up and slap him, "I'll give you an answer in three days." β
"Good. To Han Shui'er's surprise, Jing Moxuan actually agreed happily.
Seeing that they had made up their minds, Xia Feng didn't care about anything and took Han Shui'er's hand and walked out of the private room, along the way, Xia Feng's body exuded a cold aura, making people dare not approach.
Xia Feng didn't care about anything and pulled Han Shui'er into the staff lounge, he took out his towel from the cabinet and moistened it with cold water and gently wiped the bruises on Han Shui'er's neck, "Does that Jing Moxuan have anything to do with you?"
Han Shui'er was speechless and let Xia Feng wipe his neck.
"Have you ever been in love with him?" Xia Feng said to Han Shui'er's thoughts.
Han Shui'er nodded sluggishly.
"And now?" Xia Feng's movements in his hand stopped.
"Nope. He and I suddenly disappeared on the Night Star Cruise hosted by the White Clan, and when he came back two months later he lost all memories between him and me, and as a result, he took everything I had. Now it's hard for me to find a job. β
"And did you agree to his request?"
Han Shui'er lowered her eyes and nodded reluctantly.
Xia Feng threw the towel in his hand into the basin, "Why do you want to go if you are reluctant?"
"I don't want to bother you. The bond between me and him is only something I can untie, and if I keep avoiding him, he will definitely torment me even more, and even endanger the people around me. β
After Han Shui'er said something, she walked out of the lounge depressedly and continued to work.
When Edie heard that Han Shui'er was going to resign, he hurriedly rushed over, "Shui'er, are you really going to resign?"
"Well, Edie, thank you for taking care of you these days. Han Shui'er smiled softly, faintly showing a hint of reluctance.
After Yu Bingqiao heard that Han Shui'er was leaving, he directly hugged Han Shui'er with a bear hug, "Shui'er, how could you be willing to let me leave so soon!" Yu Bingqiao snorted and cried, as if she would never see her.
"Bingqiao, it's not like I'm not leaving, I won't come, if I have time, I will definitely come back here to see you. Han Shui'er patted Yu Bingqiao's back and said softly.
A pair of big hands suddenly grabbed Yu Bingqiao's collar from behind, and forcibly separated Han Shui'er and Yu Bingqiao, "Bingqiao, if you continue like this, Shui'er will be suffocated to death by you before you can leave." Xia Feng said coldly.
"Xia Feng! you big villain! let go of me!" Yu Bingqiao was very thin, and was easily lifted up by Xia Feng and hung in the air. His feet couldn't touch the ground, and Yu Bingqiao struggled desperately.
"What are you talking about?" Xia Feng turned his face to Yu Bingqiao, and looked at Yu Bingqiao's delicate little face angrily.
Yu Bingqiao opened his eyes and saw Xia Feng looking at him with fierce eyes, and immediately covered his mouth and said softly, "I didn't say anything, you let me go quickly." β
Xia Feng shook his head and put Yu Bingqiao back on the ground.
"Goodbye!" Han Shui'er said goodbye solemnly, picked up the satchel and walked out the door.
"Water, Pierre sprΓ©cieuses will always welcome you back. Edie waved goodbye to Han Shui'er.
Han Shui'er didn't bring anything, only her own satchel to Jing's Yuesen Villa. She took a deep breath and hesitantly pressed the doorbell at the gate of Jing's Yuesen Villa.
"Who's it?"
"Han Shui'er. β
"Miss Han, please come in. Uncle Sun said respectfully, and after pressing the button, the iron railing gate of the villa creaked open.
Walking through the garden in front of the villa, as soon as Han Shui'er stepped into the door of the villa hall, he saw Jing Moxuan standing there as if he had been waiting for a long time.
"Coming?" Jing Moxuan said coldly, but the corners of his mouth hooked up an imperceptible smile.
Han Shui'er didn't say anything, and walked straight to the room where Jing Moxuan locked her up.
Just when Han Shui'er and Jing Moxuan passed by, Jing Moxuan grabbed Han Shui'er's shoulder with his backhand, "Where are you going?"
"Go to the room. β
"I didn't tell you to stay in that room, where are you going?"
"Didn't you let me stay in the same room that was locked up in the first place?" Han Shui'er said coldly.
The corners of Jing Moxuan's mouth raised slightly, "I said that I would let you live in that room, I go to the second floor, the left side of the room I live in is yours, and the right side is Bai Yunshan's." β
Han Shui'er glanced at Jing Moxuan coldly, "Thank you." β
Han Shui'er already knew everything about this villa, and when she came to the bedroom, she saw a few clothes on the big white bed. One of them was pajamas, and the other was a white shirt and black leggings, which didn't look like the usual outfits, and it looked like they were supposed to be overalls.
After a cursory change of clothes, her long curly black hair was tied up in a ponytail high by her. After Han Shui'er packed up all the clothes on the bed, she walked out of the bedroom.
"Changed?" As soon as Han Shui'er opened the door of the bedroom, she saw Jing Moxuan leaning against the wall opposite her door, facing herself.
The V-neck white shirt clearly exposed Han Shui'er's collarbone, the shirt was not very long, and the hem only reached her abdomen, barely covering the wound on the right side of her abdomen. The black leggings were only under the wound, and if Han Shui'er raised his hand, the slender waist would be perfectly exposed.
"May I ask Mr. Jing what are your orders?" Han Shui'er crossed her hands in front of her, and her slender body stood straight, looking like a perfect maid.
Jing Moxuan's back left the wall, turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor, "Go downstairs and wash all the clothes." β
"Yes. Han Shui'er replied respectfully, and then shook his head and walked down the stairs.
Seeing the pile of plastic basins as high as a mountain, Han Shui'er's face darkened, and he picked up his clothes and planned to stuff them into the washing machine.
A delicate and sharp voice echoed behind Han Shui'er, "Han Shui'er, Mo Xuan asked you to wash your laundry by hand, it's too much of a waste of electricity to use a washing machine." β
Han Shui'er naturally knew that the person behind her was Bai Yunshan, but she didn't know if Jing Moxuan asked her to wash it by hand, and she didn't want to figure it out.
Han Shui'er obediently used a large plastic basin to make a basin of water and began to wash clothes with water. The bone-cold water stung Han Shui'er's fingers deeply, and the cold feeling swept through his body.
"Shhh Han Shui'er took a breath of cold air.
Halfway through the wash, Han Shui'er's fingers were already red from the cold, the nerves on the fingers were numb, and the fingers couldn't feel any sensation anymore.
Bei Yan bit her lower lip fiercely, and the blood stains gradually oozed out, and she forced herself to wash all her clothes. She pulled her fingers out of the cold water, and she kept putting the heat on her fingers, trying to get some feeling back.
Han Shui'er took the clothes one by one and ran back and forth in the backyard and laundry room where the clothes were dried, and after all the hardships of drying the last clothes, Han Shui'er was already tired and had a sore back.
She found a table and chair nearby and made it, tilted her head and closed her eyes, enjoying the sunshine wantonly.
Not long after she closed her eyes, an unknown object covered Han Shui'er's face, blocking the sunlight. Han Shui'er lazily opened her eyes and looked at the unknown object in her line of sight that had been magnified countless times.
"You're really going to enjoy it. Jing Moxuan looked down at Han Shui'er coldly and said.
Han Shui'er stood up and respectfully bowed forty-five degrees to Jing Moxuan, "What else do you command?"
Jing Moxuan's cold eyes slowly spread down Han Shui'er's body, and finally landed on Han Shui'er's little hand that was red from cold, "What's wrong with your hand?"
"I, a lowly servant, don't need to be cared for by Mr. Jing, who is on high above. Han Shui'er lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes covered Han Shui'er's dull eyes.
Jing Moxuan picked up Han Shui'er's hand and looked at the degree of frostbite, it should have been put in cold water for a long time to become like this.
Han Shui'er wanted to withdraw her hand, but Jing Moxuan held on to the root and didn't intend to let go.
"You washed all these clothes by hand?" Jing Moxuan asked with a little confusion.
"Isn't this Mr. Jing's order?, how dare I disobey?" Han Shui'er said mockingly. Obviously, he let himself wash his clothes by hand, but instead asked himself, is he trying to pretend to be a good person?
"When did I let you wash your clothes by hand?" Jing Moxuan was slightly stunned for a moment, and his tall body faintly exuded an angry aura.