Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle - Chapter 1133

Chapter 1133: Chapter 1133 - Where Did You Get The Money

Chapter 1133: Where Did You Get The Money

Feng Lingxue froze and stared at him in shock .

What did he just say?

Xuan Ying got up quietly, his silver mask dazzling under the bright lights . He strode over calmly, his heavy black army boots crossing over a puddle of blood . As he neared, he asked, “Do I have to repeat myself?”

Feng Lingxue was speechless .

He really wanted to check for himself?

He wanted to check whether she was really on her period .

Xuan Ying caught her chin with his long fingers and raised her face . “Do you know what kind of people I hate the most? Those who lie to me . ”

He stoked her jaw as he said this . “Feng Lingxue, You’ve already lied to me once . You wouldn’t lie to me again, would you?”

Feng Lingxue shook his head . “I wouldn’t dare, Master . ”

“That’s great . Lie to me again and I’ll… kill you . ” He let go of her chin .

Feng Lingxue lay herself on the sofa . Xuan Ying walked forward, lifting her skirt with his large palms . Her fair, slim legs appeared in front of him .

She wore a pair of nude lace shorts underneath her skirt . He looked at her as he hooked a finger under her shorts and started pulling them downwards…

Feng Lingxue’s eyelashes quivered . Having him check her like this was mortifying .

But she wasn’t afraid .

Because she had filled her pad with fake blood . It was supposed to be a precaution . She hadn’t expected to actually need it .

At this moment, Xuan Ying released her . He was done checking .

Feng Lingxue tidied her clothes up quickly . “Master, I didn’t lie to you . I’m really on my period . All women get their period once a month . ”

Xuan Ying sat at the edge of the sofa, a fire burning in his dark, glassy eyes . “How many days?”

“About seven days . ”

Xuan Ying pressed his thin lips together and reached under her skirt again, rubbing her slim legs .

What was he doing?

Despite the distance between them, she could feel his hot breath and his restlessness . She quickly pressed on his large hands . “No, you’ll make me sick like that . ”

Xuan Ying retracted his hands when he heard that . Feng Lingxue pressed herself closer against the sofa to put more distance between them .

At this moment, he reached out and grabbed her pearl-studded bag .

Her breath caught .

She hadn’t expected him to grab her clutch . It was her personal property . Anybody with status wouldn’t do this . Every gentleman and even those without any dignity wouldn’t . He was already the Silver Mask King, yet was still trying to pry into her clutch .

The picture that Gu Mohan gave her was in her clutch .

His eyes were too sharp . He had even caught her gripping onto her clutch too tightly just now .

Had he noticed anything?

Feng Lingxue reached out to snatch it back . “Give it back to me!”

Xuan Ying raised his hands up high and out of her reach . His bloodshot eyes lingered over her cold face, not missing a single change in that expression of hers . “You’re anxious . Or is it that you’re guilty? Is there something I can’t see in this bag?”

“No…”

He pulled open the zipper and reached into the bag .

Feng Lingxue’s pupils narrowed . He took something out .

It was a red thread, with a small stone hanging on it .

Xuan Ying glanced at it . The small green stone was pretty unique, but it didn’t look very expensive . It looked like a stone that could be picked up from any beach .

Feng Lingxue’s breath stopped . Her stone!

She got up and ran towards him . “Give that back to me!”

Xuan Ying looked at her . She was truly anxious, as though the little stone was a treasure to her . “Is this from a man?”

“No! No it’s not!”

Xuan Ying lifted his hands and threw it out of the window .

No!

Feng Lingxue breath stopped . She spun around and threw herself at the window, to get her stone back .

Xuan Ying looked at her throw herself at the window . The windows were open and they were on the eighth floor . Crazy woman! She was going to lose her footing and fall to her death .

She was willing to sacrifice her life just for one little stone . The way she did it so instinctively . The stone had to mean a lot to her .

His expression darkened, as his lips pressed into a grim line . His tall figure dashed towards her and he grabbed her slim waist, pulling her into his embrace . “Do you want to die?”

Feng Lingxue was hanging out of the window . She couldn’t hear what he was saying at all . She was looking for her stone .

“My little stone… let go of me, I want to look for my stone!” She struggled against him violently, hitting and kicking him hard .

Xuan Ying grabbed her shoulders and pushed her against the wall . She had completely lost it now, and was screaming loudly, like a… mad woman .

He had never seen her like this before .

“You really want to die? I spent so much money to obtain you . How can I let you die when I haven’t even played with you yet?”

Having said that, he showed her the red thread in his hand . A small stone dropped from it . It was her stone . “I didn’t throw it away . It’s still here . ”

Feng Lingxue raised her eyes to look at it . It was her stone . Her stone . Thank goodness .

She quickly snatched it back and muttered, “That’s great, it wasn’t thrown away, wasn’t thrown away…”

At this moment, a large palm reached over to grab her cold face, knocking it against the cold wall .

His hands were strong, and she could feel her face being crushed to the point of almost changing shape . He stared at her as his lips curved upwards slowly . “Speak . Which man gave you this stone?”

Feng Lingxue looked at his black glassy eyes, and slowly came back to her senses . “No one gave it to me . I bought it myself . ”

Xuan Ying had no idea when she was lying and when she wasn’t . Ever since three years ago… It was only then that he realized that this woman was filled with lies .

“You bought it? Where did you get the money from? Isn’t it just dirty money from those men?” he asked sarcastically .

Feng Lingxue lowered her head, her hands digging into the wall . “I make a living doing that . Is this your first time hearing of this? No matter who it is, be it women or men, they all call me a prostitute, a sl*t . Haven’t you called me the same thing before?”

Xuan Ying felt a sudden sting in his heart, as it started to numb .

She lowered her head, so he could no longer see her expression, but her husky voice sounded like she was mocking him . He lifted her up and walked steadily towards the sofa, where he sat down . She sat on his sturdy thighs .

He stroked her face gently, but his words pierced her coldly . “Have we wronged you?”

Feng Lingxue buried the stone in her palm, warming it with her body heat . She shook her head slowly . “No… Master, can I keep it?”

“That depends on your behavior . ” With that, Xuan Ying grabbed her small soft hands and pulled them towards his black leather belt .

With his lips near her ears, a whisper tickled her softly . “I’ve heard that you do wonders with your hands, and can make a man feel like a god . Serve me well . ”

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