Chapter 21 (1/2)

Hao Yan Che looked at the little girl in front of him. She had snow white skin, her body was like a little round ball. The black and white maid's uniform made her look like a seaweed wrapped rice ball. No matter what angle he looked at her face, she looked like a dummy, which meant she must be his parents' ideal daughter-in-law.

Yuan Gun Gun thought Hao Yan Che looked more handsome with his eyes opened. His eyes were violet like violet eyes she had seen somewhere buried deep in her memories.

'How will you turn me into paper?' Yuan Gun Gun asked.

'First I'll chop off your arms and legs,' Hao Yan Che said. 'Then I'll poke out your eyes, cut off your tongue, hammer your ears off, and lastly I'll nail your head to a wall.'

Yuan Gun Gun dropped the plunger and cried.

'Big sister Ting... big sister Wen...' Yuan Gun Gun called.

Yuan Gun Gun thought Hao Yan Che was a scary beautiful monster.

Hao Yan Che considered calling someone to whip Yuan Gun Gun for daring to wail in front of him.

Chen Jia Ting and Chen Jia Wen heard Yuan Gun Gun's cry. They ran into the room and they were sad to see Yuan Gun Gun crying pitifully.

'Young master,' the Chen sisters greeted and bowed.

Yuan Gun Gun ran to the Chen sisters, she hid behind them and her round face looked over their shoulders at the scary Hao Yan Che.

'Who is she?' Hao Yan Che asked coldly.

'She is Yuan Gun Gun,' Chen Jia Ting said. 'It's her first day working as a maid her. Young master if she offended you, forgive her first offence.'

Chen Jia Ting was scared Hao Yan Che would vent his anger on Yuan Gun Gun.

'Close your mouth,' Hao Yan Che said. 'If you don't stop crying, I'll sew your mouth close.'

Yuan Gun Gun closed her mouth, and too scared to make a sound.

'Take her outside,' Hao Yan Che said.

'Yes young master,' Chen Jia Ting said.

Chen Jia Ting was relieved Yuan Gun Gun got to stay alive.

Hao Yan Che watched the little round ball leave his bedroom. He hated females like Yuan Gun Gun the most, a dummy who only knew how to cry.

Fifteen minutes later, inside Yuan Gun Gun's bedroom, Yuan Gun Gun hugged Chen Jia Ting on the bed and cried.

'I want to go home,' Yuan Gun Gun said.

Chen Jia Ting patted Yuan Gun Gun's back.