C30 Where Are You Going Ma'am

His burning eyes seemed to want to swallow Ling Muxue whole. Looking at him, Ling Muxue's heart couldn't help but tremble. She was afraid. In fact, every time she faced Xiao Qinghan, she would muster up a lot of courage and try her best not to be timid or bow her head in front of him.

But on many occasions, she could not remain calm in front of her, as she was now.

Ling Muxue lowered her head and did not say anything. She picked up the chopsticks and put the rice into her mouth, but it tasted like wax and was hard to swallow.

"Speak!" Xiao Qinghan frowned and watched her eat without saying a word. His heart was filled with indescribable anger.

Ling Muxue exploded because of his anger for no reason. She suddenly put down her chopsticks and looked at him. "Aren't I eating? Xiao Qinghan, what else do you want me to do?"

Their eyes were burning with anger.

Ling Muxue suddenly got up and rushed out of the side hall, running towards the door.

"Madam, where are you going?!" a nanny shouted in shock.

Xiao Qinghan continued to sit on the stool. His eyes that had been filled with anger instantly turned cold, but they were not as sharp as when he looked at her. His gaze fell on the rice that she had not eaten much.

Then, he said in a deep voice, "It's poured!"

The nanny who was standing at the side asked carefully, "Sir, you haven't eaten yet!"

"Bring over the dishes from yesterday!"

The nanny immediately understood what she meant. She put away the dishes and brought the dishes that Ling Muxue had cooked yesterday.

Xiao Qinghan ate mouthful by mouthful with an expressionless face. He frowned with every mouthful he took. It was really salty!

The nanny at the side saw that he was indeed feeling uncomfortable and couldn't help but whisper, "Sir, why don't I make you another one?"

"No need!" Xiao Qinghan said coldly.

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sudden boom. There was a flash of lightning outside the window, and the strong wind blew the window shut. The nanny closed the window, and when she looked back, there was no sign of Xiao Qinghan on the stool.

Ling Muxue ran for a long distance before her heart gradually calmed down. A gust of cold wind made her shiver. Only then did she slow down to realize that she was not wearing a coat. She did not know when she had thrown off the slippers she was wearing. The soles of her feet were a little painful from the hard stone.

Standing by the side of the road, a bolt of lightning flashed and the night rain began to fall. Ling Muxue looked up at the dark sky, and the rain washed over her face. She could no longer suppress the grievance in her heart. Tears fell like a broken dam, but it was hard to tell whether they were tears or rain on her face.

Her thin figure swayed in the wind and the rain, and there was an infinite sadness about her.

At this moment, there was the sound of a car suddenly braking. A car stopped next to her.

Xiao Qinghan got off the car and closed the door with a backhand swing. He strode over to Ling Muxue, reached out his hand without saying a word, grabbed her wrist, pulled her to open the car door and pushed her in.

Ling Muxue cried out in pain.

Xiao Qinghan walked over expressionlessly and opened the car door.

He looked at Xiao Qinghan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, and subconsciously shouted, "Xiao Qinghan!"

Xiao Qinghan ignored her. With a dark expression, he stepped on the accelerator, made a big turn, and quickly drove towards the villa.

After getting off the car, Xiao Qinghan pulled Ling Muxue out and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Qinghan, what are you doing? Let go of me!" Ling Muxue was struggling in his arms and kept pushing him with her hands.