Chapter 1190 - Only Remembering the Sweet Things
Feng Lingxue had always been an ice beauty, many men would be willing to spend tons of money on her just to see her smile, but she never did.
Ever since the two met, she hadn’t smiled before.
But now, she smiled.
She was really beautiful when she smiled.
Feng Lingxue leaned on his shoulder, lifting her head to smile at him. “Thank you.”
Xuan Ying lowered his eyes, looking at her and with a husky voice he asked, “Why are you thanking me?”
“Thank you for taking me here to take the cable car ride. I’m really happy.”
Stretching out a hand, Xuan Ying caressed her face with a calloused thumb. “Don’t you hate me? I used a belt to whip you, hit you, scold you and even humiliated you and tortured you…”
Xuan Ying hugged her, kissing her forehead*—-Feng Lingxue, do you use this on every man?*
Fine, he had to concede defeat. At that moment, his heart ached, it really hurt.
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The cable car ride ended and the luxury car parked outside the Snow Mountain Residence.
The maid pulled open the door, Feng Lingxue held Feng Lingxue’s waist while walking inside when he heard a voice. “Silver Mask King, you’re back?”
Lifting her head, Feng Lingxue noticed a poised figure standing in the living room. It was Shi Xiaoxiao.
Shi Xiaoxiao was South Duke’s designated daughter-in-law.
Right after experiencing those sweet memories, Feng Lingxue’s world turned dark again. She was aware of her current status, she simply wasn’t compatible with him. He was of high status and he certainly was going to enter a profit-motivated marriage to expand his interests.
She wasn’t good enough for him.
Xuan Ying glanced at Shi Xiaoxiao without much emotion on his face. He squeezed Feng Lingxue’s waist as he said, “Go upstairs first.”
Feng Lingxue nodded, heading upstairs. She wanted to return to her room, the servant’s room.
She suddenly heard Xuan Ying’s voice from downstairs, he sounded displeased as he shouted, “Where are you going? Go to my room and prepare the bath for me!”
Though he sounded like he was ordering her around, he was in fact asking her to go in his master bedroom.
After freezing for a moment, Feng Lingxue lowered her head, pushing open his room door before she stepped inside. Xuan Ying watched as she disappeared into the room, the corners of his lips quirked, he seemed to be pleased.
“Silver Mask King, what’s your relationship with Feng Lingxue?” Shi Xiaoxiao asked.