20: You can’t escape the palm of my hand.
20: You can’t escape the palm of my hand.
The man blocking the doorway was none other than Chu Mucheng.
An Xiaoyu felt a headache coming on.
“Chu Mucheng, don’t you think…
you’re meddling too much?”
All she did was have a normal meal with Qin Zixiao, so how did it turn into a date?
“An Xiaoyu, you actually moved out while I was on a business trip!
Who allowed you to move out and live elsewhere, huh?”
Chu Mucheng’s tone was very unfriendly.
An Xiaoyu had moved out the day before yesterday, precisely when Chu Mucheng happened to be away on a business trip.
Upon his return, he was shocked to find that An Xiaoyu had already left, which infuriated him immensely.
An Xiaoyu shrugged her shoulders, “I’m not a prisoner, and you are not a jailer.
Do I really need to report my whereabouts to you?”
She had already moved out, so why did Chu Mucheng still deliberately come to find fault with her?
“An Xiaoyu, don’t think that by moving out you can escape from me!
I’ve told you before, you can’t escape from the palm of my hand!”
As Chu Mucheng spoke, his tone was cold, and a chilly curve formed at the corners of his mouth.
An Xiaoyu looked at him, and was silent.
This silence was like a wall, soundless yet standing between them, making it difficult for them to get close.
She didn’t understand, Chu Mucheng clearly despised her, yet why…
why couldn’t he let her go.
Her gaze fell on Chu Mucheng’s face, but her mind drifted to past events.
It was an evening, a month after her arrival at the Chu Family’s house, when she came home from school to find everyone acting strangely.
It turned out that Chu Mucheng had lost something—an expensive, diamond-studded watch.
The servants of Chu Family had searched everywhere but couldn’t find it.
When An Xiaoyu entered the house, Chu Mucheng said, “Maybe, she secretly took my watch!”
An Xiaoyu was stunned and instinctively retorted, “I didn’t take it!”
“You say you didn’t take it, then do you dare let me check your schoolbag?” Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⚫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⚫𝔫𝔢𝔱
Chu Mucheng’s lips curved into a smirk, but that kind of smile…
made An Xiaoyu feel terrified.
Her intuition told her that Chu Mucheng must be scheming something, but before she could say more, her schoolbag was snatched away by Chu Mucheng.
She stood there, watching as Chu Mucheng emptied everything out of her schoolbag—books, stationery scattered all over the floor, and then he quickly unzipped a hidden compartment inside the bag and took out a watch.
“Look, if it wasn’t you who took it, then who was it?” Chu Mucheng held up the watch, boasting in the pose of a victor, “Now, with clear evidence, you still want to deny it?”
An Xiaoyu instantly froze.
She had no idea how Chu Mucheng’s watch ended up in her schoolbag; her face turned pale instantly.
At that moment, the only person she could rely on, the only one she could turn to…
was Su Linxue, so she turned to Su Linxue, her voice trembling, “Mom, I didn’t take his watch, it really wasn’t me!”
But, Su Linxue just frowned, glanced at Chu Yihong, and remained silent.
Chu Mucheng became even more triumphant then, saying, “Still trying to argue!
By the way, isn’t your dad a police officer?
How did he end up having a thief as a daughter?
Tsk, I think it’s a case of ‘like father, like daughter’!”
At that moment, An Xiaoyu charged at him like an enraged little lion.
“Don’t you dare speak ill of my father!”
Seeing An Xiaoyu lunging at him, Chu Mucheng quickly raised his hand to block, but An Xiaoyu grabbed his wrist and fiercely bit into it, immediately, the smell of blood wafted through the air.