Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 16 Please
During the five days that Yan Ciwan was recuperating from her injuries, it was Luhua who always stayed by her side and took good care of her. She liked this lively and lovely little maid very much and absolutely could not bear to see her being abused like this.

Yan Ciwan wanted to save people, but she was injured, and Liu had repeatedly warned her that the wound must not be exposed to water!

She clenched her fists, trying to suppress the urge to hit someone, and pleaded.

"Luhua is my maid. You can't do this to her. Please let her go."

Chao Yue turned sideways, half lying on the back of the chair where the beauty was leaning, and asked with a smile: "When did Luhua become your maid? I remember that she was clearly a maid beside Liu."

Seeing that he directly called his stepmother Liu, we knew that he did not take her seriously.

Yan Ci stepped forward at night: "Since you know she is my mother's, you should not abuse her!"

Chao Yue replied indifferently.

"She is just a maid."

Seeing his stubborn look, Yan Ciwan knew it was useless to say more.

Since the soft one is not enough, let’s use the hard one!

She had a sad look on her face as she walked into the pavilion, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Brother, consider this as a request from me."

Seeing her so weak and helpless, Chao Yue smiled playfully: "It's not enough to just talk to ask for help."

Yan Ciwan clutched the embroidered handkerchief and walked closer to him step by step.

She bit her lower lip, and tears wet her eyelashes. She was like a weak dodder that was forced into a desperate situation. She could only give up struggling desperately and helplessly, and surrender to the hunter and beg.

Chao Yue picked up the cake beside him and tasted it carefully while admiring the miserable state of the girl in front of him.

He knew that the person in front of him was not the real Chaolu, and he also knew why his father kept this girl.

But what does that have to do with him?
He didn't care who she was or what his father was planning.

He only cares about his own happiness.

Yan Ciwan bent down and knelt, intending to kneel down.

"Brother, please..." Before she finished her words, she suddenly took action, quickly pulled out the silver hairpin from her temples, and with lightning speed, pressed the tip of the hairpin against Chao Yue's neck.

She stared at the person in front of her, there was no more fear and helplessness in her eyes, only ruthlessness and ferocity.

"Let Luhua go, or I will kill you now!"

Chao Yue was stunned at first, then burst into laughter.

He laughed so hard that he fell backwards, not caring at all that his neck had been cut by the tip of the hairpin and trickles of blood were oozing out from the wound.

This person looked too crazy, and Yan Ciwan frowned at the sight.

She realized that this person could not be judged by common sense, so she simply stopped looking at him and turned to look at the person in the lotus pond, raising her voice to threaten.

"If you don't want your son to die, then release Luhua!"

The two followers were afraid that if Chao Yue made any mishap, they would be blamed if their master investigated the matter. So they quickly let go of his hands, took two steps back and raised their hands to show that they had done as instructed.

The smile on Chao Yue's face disappeared instantly.

He threw the cake in his hand into the pool, his eyes as cold as ice, and asked in a deep voice: "Who told you to let him go?!"

The two followers stammered and dared not reply.

Luhua seized the opportunity and climbed ashore using his hands and feet.

Seeing that everyone was safe, Yan Ciwan wanted to stop, but Chao Yue suddenly grabbed her wrist.

He looked up at the girl who was so close to him, his eyes were cold and eager.

"Didn't you say you were going to kill me? Why don't you do it?"

Yan Ciwan shook his hand away with all his strength and cursed in disgust: "You are sick!"

Then he walked out of the pavilion without looking back.

She helped Luhua up and left the place quickly.

(End of this chapter)