Chapter 23: Like a Dog That Won't Bite
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
No! She would not allow any accidents! She would not allow her efforts to go to waste!
A strange light flashed in Song Qinglian's eyes, and she secretly made up her mind. She could not wait any longer. She had to make a move quickly, lest something unexpected happen again and affect her happy life for the rest of her life.
Lu Yao looked at the dark baleful aura wrapped around Song Qinglian and knew what to do. Although she couldn't see the other party's expression, she knew that the other party must be filled with vicious thoughts and plans. Lu Yao smiled and didn't reject anyone. She wasn't afraid.
"I'll go wash up first." Lu Yao greeted Lu Yu. She couldn't even be bothered to look at Song Qinglian, who was standing beside her, and strode towards the second floor.
One of the rooms on the second floor, which was towards north and south, was the best room in the entire villa in terms of light and scenery. It was hers. Although she had just returned to the Lu residence, the room had been kept for her, and the nanny cleaned up regularly.
"Dinner is almost ready. Come down and eat later," Lu Yu shouted at her back.
"Okay!" Lu Yao turned around and smiled at him, looking like she was in a good mood. When she looked back, Lu Yao saw a flash of hatred-filled eyes staring at her. It was definitely Song Qinglian. Other than the mother and daughter, no one in this family would express such obvious malice towards her.
Lu Yao was about to reach the door when she met Song Miaomiao, who had been waiting in the corridor. She stared at Lu Yao with hatred, her eyes dark and cold, as if Lu Yao had done something wrong to her.
"You're so disgusting!" Song Miaomiao shouted at Lu Yao, spitting saliva.
Lu Yao sneered and shrugged nonchalantly. "How can I compare to you? You're more disgusting."
Song Miaomiao was more than disgusting. She and her vicious mother had single-handedly caused Lu Yao's death and the collapse of the Lu family's company in her previous life. The two of them were vicious and unforgivable!
Lu Yao's disdainful tone was as uncomfortable as a needle in Song Miaomiao's ear. She gritted her teeth and pretended to be calm. "Lu Yao, you won't be arrogant for long. I'll definitely chase you out of the house! You don't deserve to stay in the Lu family!"
"I'm dying of laughter." Lu Yao laughed wantonly, her eyes filled with contempt. "You know this is the Lu family. My surname is Lu. I'm a legitimate member of the Lu family. What about you? What's your surname, Song Miaomiao?"
"But my mother is the current mistress of the Lu family!" Song Miaomiao gritted her teeth.
Lu Yao strode forward and grabbed Song Miaomiao's chin. Song Miaomiao subconsciously wanted to break free, but no matter how she struggled, the hand holding her chin did not move at all. Instead, it became stronger and stronger.
Lu Yao looked at Song Miaomiao's flushed face and felt that she was like a strong-looking dog that didn't know how to bite. Her smile faded and her eyes grew colder.
"Hehe, mistress? It's a title that you two have given yourselves, right? Who in the Lu family admitted it? You're really delusional!"
"Don't touch me!" Lu Yao's words hit her sore spot. Song Miaomiao couldn't help but become angry.
But she didn't understand why Lu Yao was so strong. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free from the other party's palm. Finally, she couldn't stand Lu Yao's indifferent expression anymore and suddenly reached out to slap the other party's face.
Before her hand could touch the flirtatious face that made her so unhappy that she wanted to destroy it, the hand on her chin was let go. She grabbed her wrist and twisted it.
"Ah! My wrist!" Song Miaomiao shouted in pain. "Lu Yao, you're dead!"
"Really? I'm really scared." Lu Yao snorted. Her lips curled into a ghostly smile as she said leisurely, "Can you not kill me? I'm really scared."
Lu Yao's casual tone and bottomless eyes gave Song Miaomiao a huge sense of oppression. She looked at the woman in front of her in disbelief. The other party's eyes became deeper and colder, making her feel cold and difficult to breathe.
The corridor was very quiet. It was so quiet that only the sound of their breathing could be heard. For some reason, she suddenly felt that the woman in front of her was smiling as terrifyingly as a demon. The other party's red lips moved slightly, like a ghost that had crawled out of hell to take her life.
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