Chapter 855: Can't Even Figure Out His Own Identity

Until she was jolted by a formidable force, until she saw the man before her clearly, Leng Yu’s reason, which had been burnt by rage, began to gradually return.

“Mr.

Xiaojiu,” her breathing became increasingly disordered as she anxiously looked at Mu Xiaojiu, “Mr.

Xiaojiu, it was…

it was her who struck first.”

“So what if I struck first?” After steadying herself in Mu Xiaojiu’s arms, Baili Xia immediately walked over and approached Leng Yu.

“Am I not even qualified to teach you a lesson for being rude to me? Are the servants from Sihai Residence really that remarkable?”

With a raise of her hand, there came a slap, the third slap landing down.

Leng Yu glared at her intensely, knowing she could have blocked that slap.

But because Mr.

Xiaojiu was here, because Mr.

Xiaojiu’s gaze was too icy cold, it felt as though her bloodline had completely frozen.

So intensely frozen that she couldn’t even lift her hand.

Mu Xiaojiu hadn’t expected that Baili Xia would really strike Leng Yu and, moreover, in such a humiliating manner.

Slapping faces, which had never happened in his Sihai Residence, even when he was angry, he didn’t like to hit his subordinates in the face.

Because hitting the face is the most disrespectful, stripping away even dignity.

Yet, Baili Xia didn’t seem tired of it; with a raise of her hand, there was another slap, forcefully delivered once more.

As another slap was about to land, Leng Yu, with clenched teeth and fists, fell to her knees with a thud.

Her eye sockets reddened, but no tears would fall in front of this wretch.

She was just showing Mr.

Xiaojiu her way, that she was really aggrieved!

But as Baili Xia swung and missed, another slap followed, yet another!

The sound of several slaps resounded across her face, yet Mr.

Xiaojiu still did not speak to intercede; was he really letting this wretch run wild and humiliate his people like this?

Ye Hua, who had arrived from below, couldn’t stand it any longer and wanted to intervene but was deterred by Mr.

Xiaojiu’s icy gaze and dared not step forward.

But really, Miss Xiaxia was going too far in bullying her!

“Mr. Xiaojiu, isn’t it time to stop her?” Ye Hua managed to say through clenched teeth.

Upon hearing this, Leng Yu felt so wronged she almost cried.

Even Ye Hua couldn’t stand it; Mr.

Xiaojiu, would he really not intervene?

Alas, Mu Xiaojiu still remained silent.

Another slap echoed, the nth time Baili Xia’s hand mercilessly landed on her face.

Tears finally slid down.

This was the first time she had cried in front of strangers, out of humiliation, from feeling so wronged she wanted to die!

She had wholeheartedly served Mr.

Xiaojiu, but when had they ever existed in his eyes?

Just a wretch using her body to serve him; did Mr.

Xiaojiu truly believe she was more important than them?

“Tired of hitting?” Mu Xiaojiu’s voice finally sounded.

Yet he only blandly watched Baili Xia, who was gasping from the effort of the beating, without seriously asking her to stop.

“Do you feel pained seeing me disciplining your subordinate?” Baili Xia caught her breath, stopped her hand, stood straight, and turned to look at him.

“Ever since I arrived at Sihai Residence, when has she ever shown me any kindness? My friend comes, and she wants to hit them immediately; who does she think she is?”

She looked at Mu Xiaojiu—her words heavy, yet her tone remained calm.

“A subordinate who doesn’t even comprehend her own status, does she still deserve to stand by your side?”

She smiled faintly, her gaze still locked onto Mu Xiaojiu’s expressionless face: “If you hadn’t come just now, do you think she would have killed me, guess?”