23 He Was The Devil (2/2)

Xia Ruoxin smiled with indifference as she carried the pile of clothes and walked out. It was just laundry, but these clothes were not hers. Neither do they belong to Chu Lui. It belonged to Luo Sha—a maid.

She knew that Chu Lui employed Luo Sha as his way of humiliating her. Nothing else.

But she did not care because it was Chu Lui.

She soaked her hands into the cold, icy water. Her fingers were frozen and were as cold as her heart. She bent down at the waist. There were frequent waves of pain stabbing at her stomach. However, she remained smiling. If one did not want to cry, the best way would be to smile.

She was no longer a complete woman.

Luo Sha kept peering. As she turned around, she saw the calmness on Chu Lui's face. He was looking with no expression. She had no idea when he had stood behind her. He had witnessed her smirking at Xia Ruoxin and her deliberate intentions.

”Master…” Luo Sha gave a quick shudder as if she was a fallen leaf during an autumn breeze.

”You seem to have forgotten your status.” The words sounded like icy beads. For a moment, Luo Sha felt her legs turned into jelly. His voice was chilly and combined with a face that looked aloof and somber; it would cause even a grown man to succumb under his radiating pressure. Moreover, she was a maid who had seen little of the world.

A cold draft emitted from Chu Lui as he walked past Luo Sha, and it had caused the girl to pale. Devil. He was the devil.

Chu Lui stood behind Xia Ruoxin. He looked at her pair of hands that had swelled from the icy cold water. His face was expressionless. He did not attempt to stop her. He merely looked at her in indifference. He squinted his dark eye—an impassable gloom.