Chapter 20: Ravaged
With feverish breath blowing on her cheeks, Xiao Moyan's drunkenness dissipated instantly. Her slender beautiful eyes slightly squinted, staring at Xia Lingying, revealing a dangerous look in her eyes, her aura becoming noticeably fierce.
Two pairs of beautiful autumn-like eyes looked at each other, hatred bursting out between them. However, the viciousness in Xia Lingying's eyes gradually faded away, and the hand tightly holding Xiao Moyan's clothes slowly slipped away, and her heart sank a little bit. At this moment, Xiao Moyan's eyes which were once full of affection and pity were now filled with nothing but complete anger and disappointment.
Xia Lingying knew that this time, she had really hurt Xiao Moyan's heart.
"Miss..."
Mrs. Xu watched Xiao Moyan's frosty face cautiously, and her heart tightened. In Xiao Moyan's seemingly calm eyes, Mrs. Xu sensed the anger on the verge of eruption, yet Xiao Moyan's unusual calmness at this moment made her even more alarmed.
Xiao Moyan looked expressionlessly at Xia Lingying, then turned and sat on the sofa. Crossing her fingers in front of her chest and crossing her legs, she looked at Mrs. Xu.
"Mrs. Xu, bring A'Sen in."
"Yes." Mrs. Xu respectfully responded and left the living room, glancing at Xia Lingying beside her, shaking her head with a sigh.
Xiaxia, don't you understand the Miss' heart by now? She hasn't even had the chance to protect you, how could she think of harming you? Now, you've mercilessly trampled on her pride. With the Miss' temperament, I'm afraid...
Xia Lingying stood petrified, while Xiao Moyan's unusual calmness extinguished the raging anger in her heart, gradually returning her to reason. Thinking of the cause and effect of the situation, her already pale face turned even more ashen, her body trembling slightly.
Xia Lingying turned her head to look at Xiao Moyan, moving her lips as if wanting to say something, but Xiao Moyan didn't give her the chance. She turned her face away, not even looking at Xia Lingying, sitting expressionlessly there, without saying a word.
After a while, A'Sen, dressed in a black suit, hurriedly walked in, wiping the sweat from his face. His gaze first fell on Xia Lingying, relieved to see she was unharmed, but the next moment, he was stopped in his tracks by the anger emanating from Xiao Moyan's eyes, not daring to take another step forward.
Xiao Moyan leaned back slightly, arms crossed in front of her chest, exuding a cold and glamorous aura all over her body. She stared fixedly at A'Sen until the beads of sweat slowly dripped down from his masculine face, and then she spoke softly.
"What did I tell you?"
"Miss—"
A’Sen lowered his head in fear, his voice trembling.
"These past few days, following your orders, I've been secretly protecting Miss Xia. But... I didn't expect Hu Feifei's people to attack in the parking lot. When I found out, the door had already been closed. It was my negligence, so..."
Xiao Moyan's sharp eyes swept toward him, coldly asking, "So what?"
A'Sen was startled, lowering his head again, cold sweat dripping slowly from his forehead, falling to the ground, shattering into pieces. The imposing figure of the iron man, under Xiao Moyan's gaze, appeared as helpless as a startled bird.
After a while, Xiao Moyan stood up, under the gaze of everyone present, walked gracefully to the table already filled with delicious dishes, and elegantly took a seat. She picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and said coldly,
"I don't want to see this happen again. How to handle it next, you—"
"Yes, yes, Miss, you can rest assured."
A'Sen lowered his head, trembling in fear, his hands resting subtly trembling on his lap. He had been following Xiao Moyan for five years, understanding her temperament like the back of his hand. Normally, Xiao Moyan treated all her subordinates with kindness, even as if they were friends. Many of his buddies had been irresistibly attracted to Xiao Moyan's graceful figure and smiling eyes, but deep down, they all knew it was just a fleeting dream. The queen wasn't someone just anyone could obtain.
However, Xiao Moyan was extremely strict when it came to work. There was no room for error in her instructions. Once a problem arose, resigning was a small matter. Whether one could leave the Xiao family intact was another story. Despite this, there was still a group of people around Xiao Moyan willing to devote themselves to her. A'Sen was one of them. Although he had made a mistake this time, Xiao Moyan had no words for how to punish him. But still, he didn't want to leave the Xiao family after five years of loyalty.
Xiao Moyan glanced at the trembling A'Sen beside her, her beautiful brows furrowed slightly. With impatience, she waved her hand, and both Mrs. Xu and A'Sen breathed a sigh of relief simultaneously, then retreated together. Meanwhile, Xia Lingying, who had been standing silently on the side, was filled with regret at this moment. Her heart churned incessantly as she bit her lip and looked towards Xiao Moyan. She wanted to plead for forgiveness, but her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't speak.
Xiao Moyan turned her head, and glanced at her, her eyes filled with emotions that Xia Lingying couldn't decipher. Everything seemed to return to square one.
"Come over and eat."
Caught in the grip of Xiao Moyan's gaze, Xia Lingying stood frozen in place, unsure of what to do. Xiao Moyan waited for her reaction for a while, but seeing none, she became somewhat impatient. Setting down the chopsticks in her hand, she stood up, with her head held high, she walked towards Xia Lingying.
As her footsteps drew nearer, Xia Lingying suddenly felt uneasy. Xiao Moyan's gaze didn't meet hers, yet her whole body emitted a cold aura that made Xia Lingying's heart race with apprehension.
Her hand tightly gripped, her waist arrogantly embraced, Xia Lingying's entire body was held tightly by Xiao Moyan, nestled in her arms. The familiar fragrance still lingered in the air, but the warmth that once emanated from her was no more.
Xiao Moyan hooked her waist, roughly pressing Xia Lingying onto the white jade chair, making her back lean against the somewhat cold stone. Xia Lingying lifted her head, looking at Xiao Moyan with helplessness, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Xiao Moyan picked up the wine glass from the table, raising it and swaying the red liquid inside, the waves hitting the glass wall, producing a pleasant sound. Suddenly, Xiao Moyan turned around, spreading her legs and straddling Xia Lingying's body. The two intertwined, and on that delicate face, Xia Lingying once again saw that enchanting smile that had long been absent. Though she knew it wasn't real, she still lost herself for a moment. Her gaze gradually became blurred, her eyes filled with Xiao Moyan's proud smile. Xia Lingying indulged in the queen's gentle trap, like a moth drawn to a flame, forgetting everything and only wanting to get closer.
Xia Lingying’s chin was pinched up, and she was forced to raise her head, while Xiao Moyan smiled charmingly at her, tilting her head back, she took a sip, hugged Xia Lingying's neck with both hands, leaned close to her lips, held her delicate lips, and passed the wine in her mouth to her completely.
As the two cold thin lips touched, Xia Lingying's fair face instantly blushed, her eyes shimmered with a dazed light, a gentle laughter came to her ear, warm breath sprayed between their necks, the tingling sensation made her momentarily dizzy, but Xiao Moyan did not give her this opportunity, the sweet and slightly spicy red wine spread from her lips.
After a moment, Xiao Moyan leaned back slightly and looked at Xia Lingying below her, who was panting lightly. She smiled satisfactorily. Leaning forward again, her delicate tongue gently licked the red liquid residue on Xia Lingying's lips. Xia Lingying's body tensed up, feeling intensely hot and breathless, her body trembling slightly, but she still dared not push Xiao Moyan away from her legs.
The bottle of red wine quickly bottomed out, entirely consumed by two individuals. Xia Lingying stared blankly as Xiao Moyan stretched her long legs and stood up gracefully. But the next moment, Xia Lingying felt a tightness around her waist as Xiao Moyan forcefully scooped her up. She gasped and nervously reached out, hooking her hand around Xiao Moyan's neck, her face turning red as she looked up. Xiao Moyan's lips remained smiling, a soft touch behind her as she pressed her onto the cloud-like sofa. Feeling overwhelmed, she hugged herself tightly, sinking into the soft cushion. Without giving her time to process, Xiao Moyan boldly kissed her neck, the scent of wine and mint teasing her senses, stirring up desires deep within her, warmth coursing through her body, gathering in her abdomen. Xia Lingying sighed deeply, tilting her head back as her waterfall-like black hair cascaded down, and beside her snow-white neck, were little marks left by Xiao Moyan's sucking.
Her softness in front was invaded, ruthlessly groped. Unsure if she was drunk or simply didn't want to resist anymore, Xia Lingying let Xiao Moyan ravage her body, a suppressed moan escaping her throat, her inexperienced body trembling lightly, waiting eagerly, anticipating Xiao Moyan's advances.
But at this moment, the unbearable heat dissipated from her body, the gentle kisses on her lips fading away. With her long dress already shed, her body was invaded by the cold air, causing goosebumps to rise. Xia Lingying slowly opened her blurred eyes, looking up to see Xiao Moyan standing by with folded arms, neatly dressed. She bit her lip and turned her head away, but the sky-blue mirror beside her still forcefully reflected what she didn't want to see: her disheveled clothes, messy hair, lipstick traces from Xiao Moyan trailing down her lips, and the tenderness vanished from the person next to her, replaced by icy coldness.
Looking at Xia Lingying's tearful and aggrieved eyes, Xiao Moyan let out a disdainful chuckle, shaking her head as she uttered in a scornful tone,
"Xia Lingying, take a good look at yourself. Are you unsatisfied? Without me, Xiao Moyan, you are nothing."
Her heartless words pierced Xia Lingying's ears, sending chills down her spine. The blush faded from Xia Lingying's cheeks as she lifted her head, staring at Xiao Moyan in disbelief, but all that remained for her was the resolute silhouette of Xiao Moyan walking away.
Author's Note:
Ahem, cough, cough, cough, cough, the Xiaxia faction, and the Xiaoxiao faction have been fighting fiercely these days, keep going, Yezi moved a small bench to the side to be an impartial referee, \(^o^)/~.