freenovelworld Chapter 170 Secret Agent
Chapter 170 Secret Agent
In the yard next to the Shen family, which was specially used to accommodate servants, sunlight poured onto the bluestone road, reflecting a seemingly calm and peaceful busy scene.
Liu Ruoxi stood in the corner of the yard, with an imperceptible determination in her eyes, staring intently at the bowl of medicine that was about to be delivered to Su Ran's residence.
The medicine bowl emitted a faint medicinal fragrance in the sunlight, and the rising hot steam seemed to be a concrete manifestation of her inner entanglement and struggle at the moment.
She took a deep breath, as if she had made some important decision, and then she took two steps at a time at an extremely fast speed, and took the task of delivering the medicine into her own arms before Lin could do so.
She held the medicine bowl carefully in both hands, as if she was holding not a bowl of medicine, but a rare treasure that would shatter and disappear if she was not careful.
At the same time, her eyes were like a sharp falcon, cautiously patrolling around.
In the yard, everyone was doing their job and busy with the work in their hands.
Some were sweeping fallen leaves in the courtyard, their brooms making a slight rustling sound as they passed over the ground;
Some were arranging the clothes that were hung out to dry, and the hangers made crisp tinkling sounds as they collided.
Amidst all the hustle and bustle, only the thin girl Zhao Yue was squatting beside the sink in a remote corner of the yard, washing clothes with great concentration.
Her figure was mostly obscured by the pile of clothes, with only a small part of her head showing. She swayed slightly with the scrubbing movements, and she was completely unaware of the unusual movements on Liu Ruoxi's side.
When Liu Ruoxi saw this scene, she felt relieved as if a huge stone had fallen from her heart and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She then took faster steps, almost jogging, and walked straight towards the house where Su Ran was.
The door of the room was half-open, letting in a dim light, as if silently telling of the depression and mystery within the room.
Liu Ruoxi stepped into the house and first placed the medicine bowl gently on the table. With a dull "clang" sound and then a "thump", she slammed her knees heavily on the ground without hesitation, and her whole body knelt straight on the hard ground.
Her body was like sieve chaff whipped by the autumn wind, shaking violently and uncontrollably, as if she was suffering from some kind of great fear.
Her voice became hoarse and broken due to her inner fear, and she pleaded with tears in her voice: "Ruoxi has done a bad job, please punish me, Master!" The voice echoed in the silent house, sounding particularly miserable and sad.
Su Ran, who was originally lying on the bed, looked like he was seriously injured. His face was as pale as paper and his body was so weak that it seemed as if he had lost all the strength to get up.
However, at this moment, he seemed to be injected with a mysterious and powerful force, and he slowly straightened up.
Although his movements were slow, they revealed a chilling majesty.
His originally pale face now seemed to be covered by dark clouds and filled with haze, and his eyes were filled with an icy coldness and burning anger.
He suddenly stretched out his hand, and his slender, bony fingers were like a pair of pliers, grabbing Liu Ruoxi's chin with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to crush her chin.
Liu Ruoxi felt pain, but dared not make a sound. She could only stare at Su Ran with wide eyes in horror.
Su Ran leaned close to Liu Ruoxi, their faces almost touching. He lowered his voice in her ear, and that voice was like a ghost emerging from the dark abyss, growling sinisterly: "You still know that you are not doing a good job? Take a good look at what good things you have done! You sold yourself to join the Shen family, but the news you passed back was all irrelevant and leftover stuff from others!" He paused, the anger in his eyes burning even more fiercely, "Tell me, what's the point of keeping you around!"
When Liu Ruoxi heard this, her body trembled violently, and the trembling became more and more violent, just like a dead leaf shivering in the cold wind of late autumn, which could be blown down mercilessly at any time, fragile and helpless.
Her heart was filled with fear, and she banged her head against the ground desperately, over and over again. Each bang made a "dong dong" sound, and the dull thud echoed in the house, as if it was her desperate cry.
Her forehead instantly became red and swollen, and the bruises were shocking, but she seemed not to feel the pain, and kept begging: "Master, please give me another chance! Ruoxi will do her best and never let you down again!" Her eyes were full of fear and expectation, hoping to see a trace of pity on Su Ran's cold face.
Su Ran looked at her coldly in her miserable state, with nothing but disdain and impatience in his eyes.
He slowly lay back on the bed, the movement seemed to have exhausted all his strength, as if the anger just now had exhausted a lot of his energy.
The room fell into a dead silence, with only Su Ran's heavy breathing floating faintly in the air.
After a moment, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Okay, I'll give you one more chance, you'd better seize it!" As he said that, he raised his hand, grabbed the medicine bowl on the table, and poured it into his mouth. The bitter medicine flowed down his throat, but he seemed to be unaware of it.
Then, he threw the medicine bowl towards Liu Ruoxi with all his strength. As the bowl shattered on the ground, he shouted, "Get out! Don't get in my way here!"
Liu Ruoxi felt as if she had been pardoned. She quickly used her hands and feet to pick up the broken medicine bowl on the ground and crawled out of the house.
Her figure flashed past the door, and her hurried footsteps made a series of messy noises on the bluestone road. The hurried back quickly disappeared at the door, leaving Su Ran lying alone on the bed in the room.
His eyes were as sinister as the sky before a storm, revealing an unfathomable depth. No one knew what sinister and cunning conspiracy he was thinking about in his mind, as if a bigger storm was quietly brewing.