After waiting for a long time to hear from Butler Li, Sikong Jingqiu raised his head in confusion, followed his gaze, and found Chu Chu behind a pale-faced person in the corner of the living room. He froze for a moment, and his tone suddenly turned bad.
"What are you doing down here?!"
"I -" Haiyue was so startled by his stern tone that she trembled. The soup in her hand almost overflowed. She hesitated for a long time before she uttered a sentence: "You... want to go out?"
Sikong Jingqiu stood up, glanced at her arrogantly, and snorted coldly, "What? Do I have to report to you when I go out?"
"No, it's not... I didn't... mean..." Haiyue's voice was so harsh.
"No?" Sikong Jingqiu squinted his eyes, walked step by step in front of Haiyue, and stared at her sharply, "In this case, can you please tell me, why did you ask me if I wanted to go out just now? And now you are standing here doing it again
What?"
"I——" Haiyue took a step back involuntarily.
"What? I told you the truth..." Sikong Jingqiu sneered, "Or was your tongue bitten off by a cat?"
"I didn't! I didn't ask you to report anything to me..." Haiyue gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to look directly into his sharp eyes, "I just... I just... Doctor Xia said that you just had a cold.
have a good rest."
"So?" Sikong Jingqiu stared at Haiyue for a few seconds, his eyes slowly moved to the steaming soup in her hand, his expression was a bit cold, and his jaw was as stiff as a rock, "You just
Did you obediently make some soup to help my young master regain his health?"
"Doctor Xia said..."
"Dr. Xia said? Doctor Xia said?!" His dark pupils flashed, Sikong Jingqiu took a step closer, the veins on his forehead jumped faintly, and a low voice came out from between his teeth, "If Xia Dongye wants you to
If this young master ties me up, will you do it, eh?"
Haiyue retreated with a pale face, her lips trembling so much that she could not speak. She didn't understand why Sikong Jingqiu asked this, and why she suddenly became so angry.
She just... felt guilty, felt guilty, and felt that she should do something for Sikong Jingqiu...
Sikong Jingqiu angrily stared at the guilt on her face, his eyes twitched, and his pupils burst out with terrifying anger that could burn everything to nothing, "Song Haiyue! How is my young master's health? You don't need to worry about it! You just need to remember
Stay a little longer, that's what you're here for!"
After finishing speaking, Sikong Jingqiu turned around angrily and left with a livid face.
Haiyue held the soup and stood there with a dull expression, looking at the back of the figure who left angrily, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.
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The door was empty, Sikong Jingqiu had long disappeared, and the living room was quiet.
Haiyue didn't know how long she stood there. She only knew that her legs were sore and numb, and even trembling slightly.
Haiyue wanted to move, but as soon as she took a step, her feet suddenly went soft, and she fell directly to the ground. All the soup she was holding in her hands poured onto her body, and her arms quickly turned red.
"Madam!" Butler Li turned pale with fright, and rushed forward in three steps at a time. While helping the person up, he ordered the surrounding maids to call Xia Dongye.
"Come back!" Haiyue endured the burning sensation on her skin and called to the little maid who was running out in a panic. "I'm fine... Just apply some medicine. There's no need to call Dr. Xia."