Chapter 33 (1/2)

Chapter 33

Translator: XHu

Editor: Isabelle

Quality Check: Kittsune

First Published on Ainushi+

I blankly laid on top of

Since the day that Mrs Zhao came, I hadn't stepped foot out of this roohtening bruise after she had slapped race of o downstairs and confront that poisonous woman e mutually hated each other

After she came to the Zhao residence, Zhao Yi Bo and Zhao Yi Xuan did not come to my room even once I did not step out of this room, and they did not take the initiative to coliht Mama Yu continued to deliver my food

Were they not interested in me anymore?

I guessed this, but I did not feel excited or lighthearted about this prospect Rather, I felt heaviness and pain lurking deep inside

I was confused Didn't I hate them? Didn't I always look forward to the day I could escape fro for my freedom? Why couldn't I feel happy,now that my dream was before my eyes?

The door was rudely opened, and Mrs Zhao self-i as she approachedon the bed

”I can't believe a bitch like you isn't ashahteenth of this ed A person like you is just their little toy they've been aet bored of playing with you sooner or later Did you seriously think a peasant like you could actually become a princess and marry into aristocracy?”

I lazily turned my eyes towards her, then turnedto a conceited and arrogant person like her

”Such a cheap and rude woman! You dare treat me with this kind of attitude?! You really think you're so invulnerable because there's so you? You'll be chased out sooner or later! At that point, I'll make you suffer so much you'd rather be dead!” She started to throw a fit inside my room as my manner infuriated her

”I wonder what kind of manners I should use towards a woman who spews profanities whenever she opens herchased out That way I'll have tis, and it'll saverushed at that time,” I taunted as I propped upat her flatly

”You…” She furiously raised her hand, wanting to slap rotesque-looking bruise Did Zhao Yi Bo do that to her on that day?

Her hand stopped in mid-air for what seemed like half a day, and in the end it never touched my face

”We'll see about that!”

She pulled back her hand, and after hatefully leaving behind a threat, she indignantly turned around and left my room

After she walked out, I went back to staring at the ceiling in a daze

At dinner, Maht a newspaper On the front page, in eye-catching bold letters, the headline said, ”The two sons of the Zhao clan, Taiwan's leading electronics cohter of the chairhter of the chair, Yan Shui Lin”

So Mrs Zhao was speaking the truth They really would be engaged I had always assumed that there was no way they would listen to their parents and beco It was as if there was nothing in the world that could force theree to the engage the wealthy? Or was it because those girls attracted their interests?