That Girl From Nowhere: Tycoon's Forbidden Sweetheart
Chapter 103: She must be pretending to be clueless on purpose

Chapter 103: Chapter 103: She must be pretending to be clueless on purpose

The Bangs Maid was in so much pain that she couldn’t speak; her face turned pale, and she glared fiercely at Yun Qiluo.

Yun Qiluo snorted coldly, looked down, and saw she was bleeding before she finally let her go.

In her heart, she was disdainful; it was just a little blood, yet she cried out in pain.

What was the big deal?

She herself had fallen off a footbridge before and didn’t find it that painful.

She let go and couldn’t be bothered to take another look at them, scrunched up her little nose, and turned to leave.

Although she knew causing injury was wrong,

that wicked maid brought it on herself, she acted recklessly, she had no choice.

She couldn’t just not dodge.

After Yun Qiluo left, the short-haired maid quickly went over to help the Bangs Maid up.

However, at the slightest movement, the Bangs Maid was in such pain that she broke out in a cold sweat; the elbow she rested on the wall was already bloodied and mangled.

Just imagine, if Yun Qiluo weren’t able to dodge just now, how severe the consequences would have been.

But the Bangs Maid didn’t think there was anything wrong on her part; instead, her heart was full of resentment.

She suddenly said angrily, "Did you see that? Yun Qiluo is no ordinary person! She actually knows martial arts!"

The short-haired maid, recalling Yun Qiluo’s gaze earlier, felt a chill in her heart, and whispered, "Lu Lu, she’s not simple. We’d better not provoke her too much..."

"She really is up to no good, pretending to be dumb on purpose!" The Bangs Maid thought of something and quickly said, "No, I must expose her true face to the master!"

Yun Qiluo didn’t care what the two maids were saying, nor did she care if they were badmouthing her.

She grabbed a book and some food and left there.

On her way, thinking about what they said regarding the trending topic, she couldn’t help but bite her lower lip and sent a WeChat message to Secretary Qin asking for details.

Secretary Qin only replied with one sentence: [Miss Yun, how did you know?]

Yun Qiluo understood immediately.

The beautiful woman, she really spent so much money for her...

She didn’t even realize such a big trouble had arisen because of her.

She suddenly felt extremely uneasy.

The words of those two maids replayed in her mind, and although Yun Qiluo initially didn’t think much of them, she suddenly couldn’t shake them off.

Am I really as annoying as a child?

Will she always, like this time, cause big troubles for the beautiful woman in the future?

If so, will he start disliking her like they do?

Just the thought of Yan Yan possibly disliking her made Yun Qiluo’s tears fall uncontrollably.

Hiding in a corner, she cried for a while, then suddenly wiped away her tears sternly.

She took out her phone, reluctantly glanced at the comments one last time, then uninstalled Weibo.

Then clenched her little fists.

She must grow up; she can no longer make trouble and cause the beautiful woman to spend so much money!

In the evening, there was a sudden situation at Yan Yan’s company, so he had to delay his return, missing dinner time.

Remembering that a certain little one at home might wait for him until late, he sent her a WeChat message in advance.

His tone was still commanding: [Eat first, I’ll be back later.]

Yun Qiluo, on the other side, took a long time to reply.

Half an hour later, Yan Yan stared at the cartoon avatar, furrowing his sharp brows.

Something seemed off.

This little one usually responded eagerly as soon as she saw his messages, didn’t she?

And with her frequency of using her phone, it’s so unlike her not to reply for so long.

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