"It's already late. Why aren't you resting yet?" he asked casually.
Su Xingyu sat on the sofa with a thin layer of clothing draped over her shoulders. She looked at him with a complicated expression. She knew that this was the time to put on a tough attitude and question why he was obstructing her from finding a job. In the few hours that she had been waiting, she already imagined thousands of times how she would confront him. However, when she faced him, she still felt inexplicable… fear. Just standing there was enough for him to make her nervous.
The maid, Aunt Gui, came up to him and smiled. "Young Madam is waiting for you today."
As she spoke, she reached out to help Lu Shifeng take off his suit jacket as usual.
Lu Shifeng stopped her with a gesture.
He looked at Su Xingyu and said, "Come here."
Su Xingyu bit her lip lightly and stood up in confusion. "What for?"
He gestured at his suit jacket. "Help me take it off." Wasn't she waiting for him? Very good. It seemed like she was getting used to her new identity. Then, she should do what she ought to do with her new identity.
She did not expect him to make such a request, and her expression turned ugly. After a long while, she suppressed her anger and said, "I'm not your servant!" What did he take her for?!
He seemed a little surprised as he walked towards her.
She was breathless from the pressure of his height. She took an involuntary step back but forgot that there was a couch behind her and fell into it at once. He bent his long body down, and his clean, bony fingers lifted her chin. "No one taught you before?"
His breath brushed past her face.
Her heart was pounding, and her face was burning. She looked at him stubbornly. "Wh—what?"
"It's only right for a wife to wait for her husband to come home and help him take off his suit jacket." It was as if he was talking about something that could not be any more normal. It was indeed very typical. Many wealthy ladies, including his mother, had served their husbands for their entire lives. They've been taking care of their husbands and teaching their children. This was how it was like.
Only then did she understand what he meant. Her face burned even more as she struggled to break free from his hands. She turned her face away, not daring to look into his deep and oppressive eyes. "You… you don't have hands yourself?"
Who would teach her such things?!
Putting aside the fact that Liu Meizhi was not so attentive to her father, even when her mother, Mu Yun, was still alive, she had to travel around the world to take photos. She was not at home every day, and it wasn't certain when she would go home. Furthermore, Mu Yun was the eldest daughter back then, and Father Su was only a regular employee of the Mu family. How would he dare to let the eldest daughter serve him like this?
It would be weird if someone taught her!
Her heart was thumping wildly. The man was still bent over with one hand supporting himself on the sofa. He pressed his slender body very low as he looked at her. At such a close distance, she could even feel his body temperature and heartbeat.
"You, you get up first!" She shouted angrily.
Looking at her red ears, he smiled for some reason. "Are you shy?"
"You—you're the shy one!" She was incoherent. She wished she could dig a hole in the ground and hide in it. She tried her best to curl up into a ball and looked like a little beast who didn't know where to run to. "Let go of me! Aunt Gui is still here…"
The thought of that elderly maid witnessing everything made her feel so embarrassed that she wanted to die.
Lu Shifeng was slightly taken aback. It was rare for him to be in a good mood. He laughed and said, "She left long ago." The servants of the Lu family were all very tactful. Those who he had chosen for his use were the most tactful among all other tactful ones. After encountering such a situation in their owner's house, who would still stay at the scene?
Su Xingyu looked up. As expected, Aunt Gui was no longer around. Only Lu Shifeng and her were left in the living room. Her pounding heart finally calmed down a little, but in the blink of an eye, it started beating even harder. There were just the two of them?!
Feeling the man's body temperature, she was so nervous that she was about to tremble. "You, you get up."
Her voice was as low as a mosquito.
He was still smiling as he took advantage of her. "Take off my clothes for me?"
"Okay, okay…" She hurriedly agreed, afraid that he would go back on his words in the next second. As long as he was willing to get up, she was willing to do anything! That burning body temperature slowly faded away, and she heaved a sigh of relief. She hurriedly jumped up from the sofa and retreated several steps away from him. In her panic, she knocked over a vase on the coffee table and broke it on the ground.
He raised his eyebrows slightly. "Are you that afraid of me?"
She looked stubborn. "Who… who's afraid of you?!"
He chuckled again—more times today than she'd ever seen him smile. "Come here."
In a moment of rashness, she looked towards him as if she was facing death to prove that she was not afraid.
"Stop," he suddenly ordered.
Before her brain could react, she had already stopped instinctively under his command. She came back to her senses. How scary. How could this man have the ability to make her do as he pleased?!
She was very unhappy. She gritted her teeth and walked forward on purpose.
"Stop!" This time, he raised his voice and sounded even harsher.
Before she could respond, her body had already soared into the air and landed in a familiar yet foreign embrace.
"Ah!" she exclaimed.
He spun her around in his arms and put her down on the other side of the thick and soft carpet. He still wrapped his arms around her waist. "Do you want to die? Didn't you see those pieces over there?"
She was still in a state of shock. She looked in the direction he had pointed out and realized that there were indeed many glass pieces on the floor. They were pieces of the broken vase. Had she taken another step forward, those pieces would have cut her feet.
He… saved her.
She looked up at him with a complicated expression. She originally thought that he was ordering her around for fun and taking advantage of her on purpose, but it turned out that his every word and action was for her good. Her voice was very soft. "Thank you."
The smile had disappeared from his face. "Is it very interesting to defy me?"
"I…"
"Su Xingyu." He lowered his head and looked at her. The girl's slender figure only reached his chin. From his angle, he could only see her soft hair when she lowered her head. "I will teach you everything that your family never taught you. The first lesson is that you are not allowed to disobey my orders."
"…Yes." Perhaps it was because his voice was too harsh, but she no longer had the strength to rebel.
"Good," he said, pleased. "Now, take off my suit jacket."
Her anger wholly dissipated, and she obediently reached out to help him take off his suit jacket. He was very tall, a full head taller than her. Thus, she had to tiptoe to reach his shoulders. She struggled to help him take off his suit jacket. The high-quality suit material felt soft to the touch, and it faintly carried his warmth, making her face turn red again.