Chapter 1376 - 1373: Even a Little Excited
Just as Tang Xue was inwardly grieving, the ringing of a phone resounded powerfully within the vast space.
Tang Xue snapped back to reality. Was it him calling? Could it be? Should she answer or not?
A hesitant expression appeared on her clean, innocent face. At this moment, she was terribly flustered, even a bit excited, like a little deer in her chest pounding fiercely.
The ringing sounded again.
Not able to think much, her trembling hand quickly reached over, grabbing the receiver.
However, before she could speak, a burst of angry yelling came through.
"Are you dying or what, taking so long to answer the phone? Really can’t understand how Qiao Junlie pays you all. Raising such a bunch of pigs!" The voice was furious. The domineering aura was quite apparent.
𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
It’s her!
"It’s Miss Han! Sorry for the wait." Tang Xue bit her lip and replied. She’d heard of this woman, another lover of Qiao Junlie, rumored to be a celebrity with a bad temper; her only claim to his favor was her beauty. Today’s encounter confirmed it! How had Tang Xue wronged Qiao Junlie to deserve his mistress’s treatment?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. But servants were servants, and compared to the master, to celebrities, they were not on the same level. Life was unfair; was she naturally meant to be inferior?
"Qiao..." She began to speak, then quickly corrected herself, "No, the Young Master isn’t here. Miss Han, if you’re looking for him, he should still be over at the office building." Tang Xue tried to speak politely, suppressing the turmoil within.
"Who said I was looking for Qiao Junlie?" Han Feifei’s haughty tone noticed the other’s near-slip in mentioning Qiao Junlie’s name, immediately alert, "Who are you, messing around here? Dare to seduce Qiao Junlie, I’ll show you!" Han Feifei threatened.
At these words, Tang Xue suddenly felt like laughing. Yet somehow, she couldn’t laugh out loud.
"Miss Han, I think you’re mistaken. I’m just a servant; the Young Master wouldn’t glance at me. Besides, he already has someone in his heart... I need not seduce him, nor would I deign to humiliate myself." Tang Xue spoke calmly. The pain piercing her was like needles, hurting intensely. Indeed, she never intended to seduce him, but... such things happened between them; who was truly to blame? Who would offer justice? Nothing but heart-wrenching—cruelty! Ruthlessness!
"Hmph! He already has someone in his heart?! Then tell me, who does he belong to?" Han Feifei yelled into the phone, infuriated and embarrassed.
"Miss Han..." Tang Xue suddenly found herself speechless, her voice stuck in her throat, unable to muster strength. Why was she being forced on such matters? She could barely live properly, yet these people stabbed her like a needle in her eyes, her heart.
When the other side heard no response for a long time, impatience grew.
"What do you mean by this? A servant dare say something like this to me? On what grounds!" Han Feifei blew up with anger, no, Qiao Junlie is mine, after finally landing him, no one would ruin it, destroy! Thinking of this, Han Feifei shouted confidently, "Let me tell you, no one can replace me. I am the future mistress of the university apartments, offend me, and you’re in for it! A bunch of freeloading fools! Hmph!"
At this moment, all Tang Xue could do was swallow her rage. Receiving a call from this person was bad luck.
"Yes, Miss Han." Tang Xue replied, keeping the humiliation inside.
After venting, Han Feifei’s anger seemed slightly mollified, quickly recalling why she called.
Tang Xue was contemplating whether to hang up, really hating this woman, not wanting to hear her voice for a single moment. Preparing to speak, the other person beat her to it.
"Oh right, is that someone... that bitch Zi Ruoxi there?" Han Feifei asked arrogantly, as though she were really the "Empress" among the rightful ones. All others mere "concubines" at her service. Seeing Tang Xue not immediately respond, she angrily barked, "Where is she, get her to the phone! Hurry up!"
"Sorry, Miss Zi isn’t in the villa." Tang Xue replied, expression gradually returning to normal.
"Not there?" Han Feifei was a bit surprised, but then quickly asked, "Then where did she go?"
"She went to work." Tang Xue replied. Doubts arose internally. Could this woman be looking for trouble with Zi Ruoxi? Or...
"Work?" Han Feifei was surprised again. Already one of Qiao Junlie’s women, was such effort still necessary? Fool!
...
Now it was Tang Xue’s turn to feel helpless. She thought the genuinely dumb and foolish person was just such a one.
"Doesn’t Miss Han know that Miss Zi is a designer? She started a design company." Tang Xue said straightforwardly. No beating around the bush. Her words carried an underlying tone of sarcasm and mockery.
Due to the phone distance, Han Feifei didn’t catch the subtleties in the other’s speech.
"Oh..." Han Feifei responded, then persisted, "Where is the company she opened?"
Tang Xue pondered for a moment, seemingly contemplating a certain matter; this undoubtedly was an opportunity, a rare chance!
Though she’d never been there, she often heard other university apartment residents talk about Zi Ruoxi.
"Weimannasi Design Company in the USA, 147 Motekai Bin Road, Modern Building." Tang Xue said quietly, as if the words from her mouth floated out rather than being spoken. Her heart was somewhat agitated, unsure whether it was revenge or vented anger.
After some time, the other party had hung up, only the sound of the dial tone remained, yet her hand still held the receiver, unable to pull herself back to reality.
...
Gradually, a sinister coldness appeared on her pure, lovely face, even her cherry lips curled into a somewhat unseen, hideous smile, laughing lightly, accompanying her clean and pure exterior, made one feel a spontaneous sense of fear. Yet no one saw her expression, nor knew what she was truly contemplating.
After hanging up the phone, lifting her head once more, the African maid returned to the hall, approaching her.