Capítulo 1540: Chapter 1540: Sir, We Are Not Acquainted (2)
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If she were an understanding daughter, she should get it.
But Xia Chuqing didn’t understand all these tricks. She walked over and pleaded with Director Guan, “Director Guan, please help me. I will definitely repay you.”
“I don’t need people to thank me, but tonight my head hurts, and what I lack is someone to pour tea and serve me.” Director Guan sat on the sofa, frowning slightly.
Xia Chuqing wasn’t stupid. She got it, completely understood.
Lack someone to pour tea and serve…
“Director, if you can help my dad, I’ll pour tea and serve you tonight.” Xia Chuqing bit her lip, mustering up her courage.
These words, she had summoned every ounce of courage she had to speak them aloud.
Ha, she hadn’t even had a boyfriend before, and now…
No matter… this unfilial daughter had already let her father sit in prison for two and a half years. Could she continue to let him sit in prison for another year and a half?
Before, she hadn’t known. Now…?
“You know how to pour tea and serve? You don’t look like someone who can do that.” Director Guan probed.
He looked at this girl, inexperienced. In fact, he couldn’t even remember who Xia Yongfang was; but when asking him for favors, people had to understand the rules.
“Of course I can. I can even brew tea,” Xia Chuqing hurriedly poured tea from the teapot and handed it to Director Guan.
Director Guan didn’t take it. He simply glanced at her.
Clearly, she was inexperienced and didn’t know how things worked.
Xia Chuqing looked at Director Guan’s expression. She understood…
She lifted her hand and fed Director Guan the tea.
At that moment, she wanted to stop, but she was already backed into a corner.
Meeting this Director Guan today, meeting a Director Zhao tomorrow—the path was all the same.
She was unfilial; she couldn’t bear the thought of her father continuing to suffer in prison.
This Director Guan, having seen too much of humanity, noticed this young girl was hesitating and casually said, “Your dad… got sent to prison? I’ve heard things aren’t too peaceful in prison lately. Have you gone to visit him?”
Xia Chuqing’s eyes widened and she was genuinely scared, shaking her head.
“Look at you. I’ll take you to see him some other day. But at his age, I’m afraid he can’t endure much more.”
“Director Guan, can you really take me to see my dad?” Xia Chuqing squatted down, her eyes full of hope.
“If I couldn’t even do that, would I still be qualified to call myself a director?”
Xia Chuqing looked at him gratefully. “Thank you, Director.”
“Ah, my shoulders are so sore, ah… this old problem is acting up again…” Director Guan grimaced in pain, pressing on his shoulder.
Xia Chuqing understood. She set down the teacup in her hand and stood behind Director Guan.
Resolutely, she massaged his shoulders.
But just as her hand touched his shoulders, the half-drunk Director Guan couldn’t hold back any longer. He grabbed Xia Chuqing and pressed her down onto the sofa.
“Director Guan, don’t touch me, Director Guan…” Xia Chuqing struggled.
Director Guan didn’t trouble her; he had seen things like this far too often.
He didn’t force it; he merely looked at Xia Chuqing, who was pinned to the sofa, and said, “Did I do anything to you? Little girl, this behavior doesn’t make me happy. You can leave. I, Guan, don’t want my reputation ruined by you.”
Xia Chuqing froze for a moment and lowered her gaze.
“Director Guan… I’m sorry…” Xia Chuqing conceded, “I had too much to drink… You’re a gentleman…”
“Hmph.” Director Guan snorted coldly, his face full of disdain.
Shaking, Xia Chuqing raised her hand and began unbuttoning his shirt collar.
She had never done such a thing before, but why pretend now? If she was here to beg someone, she had to act like it.
Yet, she couldn’t overcome the hurdle in her heart. She closed her eyes.
As her trembling hands unbuttoned one button, her mind went blank. She despised herself.
The room suddenly fell eerily silent. The only sound was Xia Chuqing’s rapid breathing.
Suddenly, just as her hand slid downward, she heard a familiar voice!
“Get up!”
“Wh-who are you? You dare carry a gun? Do you realize you’re breaking the law? Put the gun down, let’s talk…”
“Don’t fucking babble—get up!”
Xia Chuqing snapped her eyes open. Xiao Mo—it was him.
A pistol was pointed precisely at Director Guan’s temple. Director Guan sobered up instantly, his face pale as paper.
Xia Chuqing froze, speechless, her wide eyes fixed on Xiao Mo.
How was he even here!
Director Guan climbed off the sofa, his legs trembling.
“Put the gun down, let’s talk.”
“Shut up! Listen to me: if you dare breathe a word about tonight, don’t blame me for hunting down your wife and kids!” Xiao Mo warned fiercely.
“I-I understand…” Director Guan was so frightened he looked like he might wet himself. Guns—he wasn’t afraid of much, but he was terrified of guns.
“Get out!”
“Alright, alright…”
Director Guan didn’t even bother buttoning his shirt, stumbling and scrambling out of the room.
Once Director Guan left, Xia Chuqing was so shaken that she jumped off the sofa, retreating into the corner.
Xiao Mo… the last time she saw him was at Chaomu’s wedding. It had been more than a year.
Tonight, Xiao Mo looked different, his face clouded and dark as a stormy June sky.
Moreover, his gaze fell on her face, devoid of any warmth—cold, merciless, and filled with disdain!
His icy stare roved up and down over her, scoffing at her revealing attire.
He stepped toward her, and Xia Chuqing retreated trembling, until her back pressed against the wall, leaving her nowhere to go.
Her wide eyes stared at him. She had never seen this side of Xiao Mo before; his gaze was murderous.
“A year apart and you’ve learned to seduce men.” Xiao Mo approached her coldly.
“Sir, we are strangers…”
“Say that to me again.” Xiao Mo’s face darkened as he stepped closer.
The distance between them shrank, leaving Xia Chuqing nowhere to escape!
“I… thank you for saving me,” she stammered.
“Did I say I saved you?” Xiao Mo stood right in front of her, extending his hand to brush her earring.
“Then why…” Xia Chuqing couldn’t fathom this man’s thoughts.
Ever since she met him, she hadn’t been able to understand him. She couldn’t read him.
“Aren’t you good at pouring tea and serving? I also need someone to pour tea and serve me. What do you say?” Xiao Mo’s tone was mocking.
Xia Chuqing finally noticed the scent of alcohol on him. No wonder he was so temperamental—he had been drinking.
“I can’t.”
“Now you can’t?”
“Xiao Mo, what’s your problem…” Xia Chuqing abruptly pushed him away and ran out.
But she didn’t make it far before Xiao Mo reached out, dragged her back, and threw her onto the bed, pinning her down.
“You’re willing to serve old men, but not me? Huh?”
His eyes were bloodshot and his whole body bristled with rage. At this moment, as he looked at Xia Chuqing, everything about her grated on his nerves!