Chapter 115: The Empress Cried Out of Sadness
Chapter 115 -115: The Empress Cried Out of Sadness
Xia Weibao, “…”
So, who was trying to force things in the office just now?
She turned her head to look out the window, out of sight, out of mind.
Lu Hualiang felt so angry inside. Had he married a wife, or had he married an ancestor?
He couldn’t hit her, couldn’t scold her, and saying a couple of words would set off her temper!
Seeing her wrapped up like a zongzi, the more he looked, the more displeased he became, so he turned off the air conditioning.
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Sweat to death!
Let’s see if you take it off!
After sitting for a while, Xia Weibao started to sweat, “Turn on the air conditioning, will you.”
“It’s broken.”
Xia Weibao, “…”
Fine, don’t turn on the air conditioning—I’ll open the window.
However, why can’t she even open the window!
But no matter, Her Majesty has her ways. With one punch, she smashed the car window with a bang.
Lu Hualiang, “…”
His car, brand new!
“If you’re hot, why don’t you take off your clothes?”
“Who said they didn’t care to see?” Xia Weibao sneered.
Lu Hualiang looked down on her, “Who wants to see? I’m just worried you’ll overheat.”
Wearing winter sportswear in the middle of summer, that’s really something.
“Haha, thanks for your concern, but I’m not hot.”
She would rather die from the heat than show him anything, not even her neck!
Lu Hualiang was irritated but couldn’t lose face, and to prove he truly wasn’t interested in her, he proceeded to bring up Yang Liu again.
“Secretary Yang’s are much bigger than yours. If I want to see, I’d look at hers, who cares about your two little buns.”
As for how big Yang Liu’s were, how would he know? He hadn’t seen them.
Xia Weibao glared, “How do you know mine aren’t bigger than Secretary Yang’s?”
As a former star actress who had once been all the rage, her figure was nothing short of perfect!
“Take them off, then compare.”
Xia Weibao’s face turned red with a whoosh, “…Pervert!”
Why was she even discussing this? It was so embarrassing.
Indeed, she had been led astray by the Dog Emperor, acting without restraint around someone who looked just like him.
Nobody spoke, and the atmosphere became somewhat rigid.
Just before they reached Lu Garden, Lu Hualiang just couldn’t swallow his anger, “Xia Weibao, do you really not care at all that I have other women around me?”
For some reason, Xia Weibao felt a sting in her heart.
Thinking about how Yang Liu had flaunted herself in front of Lu Hualiang today made her feel suffocated.
She turned her head, looking out the window in irritation.
“I don’t mind. You can look at whomever you want. Anyway, we are getting divorced in eleven months.”
Screech—
Lu Hualiang slammed on the brakes so suddenly that Xia Weibao almost hit the windshield.
“Get out!”
Xia Weibao, “…”
Sick as a cat.
She didn’t want to stay here either. It was suffocating.
So she kicked the car door open, got out of the car, who cared? She would walk back to the palace.
Watching her leave without a glance back, Lu Hualiang’s expression grew darker.
After driving around and calling Yang Li to cancel the evening’s banquet, he returned to Lu Garden.
Housekeeper Fu teared up upon seeing his return.
“Sir, you’re finally back! Go check on the young mistress quickly.”
“What happened to her this time.”
“The young mistress, she… she… just go look.”
Lu Hualiang walked toward the main villa while pulling at his tie, thinking what could it be this time, playing games or dismantling the house?
However, when he entered the living room, he found Xia Weibao wiping her tears with tissues, nose and eyes all red, crying her heart out.
His hand paused while untying his tie. Maybe Yang Liu had upset her, and she realized how sad she was?
The thought stirred his heart, and he quickly moved to comfort her.
But as he approached, he realized something was off.
What’s that smell?
Just as Xia Weibao finished wiping her tears, she silently picked up a packet of spicy pickled chicken feet, damn it’s spicy as hell.