120: Chapter 120: A Childish and Boring Man 120: Chapter 120: A Childish and Boring Man The food was served, but only one set of bowls and chopsticks was placed on the table.
Lin Xinlan’s place before her was empty, without anything at all.
She looked at Rong Shaoze with surprise, and the aningful smile in his eyes made her understand instantly.
The servants ignored her today, deliberately not making her breakfast, intentionally not providing her with bowls and chopsticks; it was all his doing.
Was he angry about last night’s incident?
This…
childish and boring man!
Lin Xinlan didn’t get angry, but instead found it quite amusing; Rong Shaoze’s childishness was truly beyond anyone’s imagination.
Seeing the amusent in her eyes, Rong Shaoze’s face turned cold in an instant as he said in a deep voice, “From today on, you will take care of your own food and accommodations.
Don’t even think about having the servants help you, and as for the ingredients for cooking, you will have to buy them yourself!
In short, no one will serve you anymore, do you hear ?”
Lin Xinlan couldn’t hold back and let out a chuckle.
Oh, he’s really so childish.
Such a perfect character, how could there be such an outstandingly absurd man in this world.
A twenty-eight-year-old man, acting like a boy of seven or eight, throwing a childish tantrum over being upset.
Once Lin Xinlan started laughing, she couldn’t stop herself.
She leaned on the table, laughing heartily, laughing so hard that her stomach hurt.
Hearing her laughter, Rong Shaoze’s face grew more and more terrifying!
The corners of the servants’ mouths twitched, and they desperately wanted to plead: Young Madam, please stop laughing.
Angering the young master is sothing we cannot afford!
Lin Xinlan didn’t see Rong Shaoze’s expression as she was too busy laughing.
Suddenly, she heard a clattering noise and her smile imdiately froze on her face.
Rong Shaoze stood up and swept all the dishes on the table onto the floor, the fragrant food scattering everywhere.
The entire living room fell silent, the servants holding their breath.
Lin Xinlan slowly looked up, eting his grim expression, and inwardly cursed her luck, having angered him once again.
“Lin Xinlan, from this mont on, you are not allowed to eat or drink for two days!
If you dare defy or resist , I will lock you up alone and not let you out for a month!” he announced furiously, his terrifying gaze as if he could devour her whole.
“…”
Lin Xinlan slowly stood up, eting his gaze with a calm one of her own, devoid of any fear.
Rong Shaoze thought she would argue with him, cause a huge ruckus.
But who would have thought, after a few seconds of silence, she simply let out one word, “Fine.”
“…”
Rong Shaoze suddenly felt the urge to cough up blood and collapse.
Striking cotton with a fist, which ancient person was the first to utter this phrase?
It’s so damn prescient, created just for him.
He had already deeply experienced the aning of this phrase countless tis with Lin Xinlan.
The atmosphere turned awkward for a mont.
Rong Shaoze turned his head away and said to the servants, “Did you all hear what I said?
Don’t give her any food!”
“Report to Young Master, we all heard!” The servants’ voices were loud, unified, and forceful.
Rong Shaoze finally regained a bit of his commanding presence and snorted coldly before turning to leave the villa.
Lin Xinlan rolled her eyes in speechless frustration and went upstairs to rest.
If she couldn’t eat, she would have to keep sleeping to conserve her strength.
Once again, she realized profoundly Rong Shaoze’s unpredictability—such a man was like a ti bomb next to her, making her constantly anxious, never knowing when he would explode.
He was too dangerous—she needed to get as far away from him as possible.
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