Chapter 1372
Good Evening, Mr President!
1372 He is jealous
It was only then that she heard Chi Yi shouting from under the eaves outside the door, â âZixian, why are you standing in the rain in a daze? Itâs so cold outside, youâll definitely catch a cold!â
Chu Xia turned around and looked at him in the rain.
Chi zixian also seemed to be looking at her.
Through the hazy curtain of rain, Chu Xia could still clearly feel his cold gaze, like a knife, piercing through the curtain of rain and directly poking her body.
That feeling was as if he wanted to pierce through her!
For some reason, being stared at by him like this, Chu Xia felt a little flustered for no reason. She hurriedly looked away, not daring to look at him again.
Chi Xian entered the house, his body covered in steam.
His eyes were still on Chu Xia.
His gaze was filled with suppressed anger.
âHurry up, take off your coat and go upstairs to take a shower!â Afraid that her son would catch a cold, she urged him on.
Chi zixian reached out his hand and pulled Chu Xia along with him as he headed upstairs.
âWhat are you doing?â
Chu Xia was still a little flustered.
Chi Yi chased after him for a few steps and hollered, â âZixian, what are you doing? Youâre not allowed to bully xiaxia anymore!â
Chi zixian naturally ignored his mother behind him. He grabbed Chu Xiaâs wrist and dragged her upstairs into his own bedroom.
The door was rudely slammed shut with a bang.
On the first floor, Chi Yi quivered. no, no. I have to go upstairs and take a look. Who knows how this little rascal is going to bully Xia Yingluo again? â
Chi Yi was about to head upstairs when her husband stopped her. thatâs enough. Donât be so bothered by it. Donât you know your son well enough? Although heâs bad enough, heâs not bad at heart. Donât worry, he wonât dare to do anything to Chuxia!â
âI donât think thereâs anything that kid doesnât dare to do. Look at him just now, heâs so angry!â
âThat kid is jealous! Donât mind him!â
âJealous?â Chi Yiâs interest was piqued. hubby, youâre saying that the little rascal is jealous of Wanwan, xiaxia, and Yihan? â
âIsnât that so!â
âBut hasnât he always liked the little pumpkin?â She really could not figure it out.
Chi zuxu spread his hands and shook his head. weâll have to ask him himself then! Alright, donât worry, the children and grandchildren will have their own fortune, let them be Yingluo.â
âYingluo, alright.â
She could only let him be.
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Upstairs-
Chi zixianâs large hands were like cold iron pincers, gripping Chu Xiaâs wrist so tightly that her skin turned red. let go. My wrist is hurting from your strangling.
However, Chi zixian did not let go. Instead, he deliberately tightened his grip on her wrist. Chu Xia was a little anxious. what are you trying to do? â
Chi Xian glared at her fiercely. Seeing her straight hair, he felt his anger grow. Suddenly, he pulled Chu Xia roughly half a meter away from him and asked coldly,âWho told you to straighten your hair?â
âWhat are you doing?â Chu Xia only felt that her hand was in so much pain that it was about to break. She used her other hand to break his big hand that was holding her wrist. do I need anyoneâs permission to pull my hair? â
âIs he my cousin?â As Chi zixian spoke, he grabbed her hand domineeringly and put it behind her back. His other hand also grabbed her other restless hand and placed it behind her. His ape-like arm pressed against her slender waist. With a sudden force, Chu Xiaâs entire body crashed into his strong chest.