Novel Toon
Chapter 113
Qiao Chuchu stood stiffly, trying to shift her weight onto her heels, but her ankle twisted slightly, almost causing her to stumble. She quickly straightened up.
【It really broke!】
【Ugh, I spent over ten thousand on these shoes, and they broke on the first day. I should’ve just worn knockoffs.】
Weisheng Biehe glanced down at the hem of her skirt.
The shoes were completely hidden, showing no signs of damage.
Afraid of making a fool of herself, Qiao Chuchu decided to make a quick exit: “I’ll head downstairs first.”
【I need to call my driver to bring me a new pair. If I twist my ankle, it’ll be so embarrassing.】
“Wait.” He knelt down, his hand adorned with Buddhist beads gently grasping Qiao Chuchu’s ankle. “Your heel is broken.”
He lifted her shoe slightly, tapping the thin, chopstick-like heel.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
The heel wobbled precariously, on the verge of falling off.
He frowned. “This is too dangerous.”
Qiao Chuchu nervously pulled her foot back. “It’s fine. I’ll just hop down on one foot. I’m really good at hopping.”
Weisheng Biehe looked up at her, a hint of amusement in his eyes. “What if the other heel breaks too?”
Qiao Chuchu’s eyes lit up. “Ah! Then it’ll just turn into flats!~”
Weisheng Biehe: “?”
She sat cross-legged, took off her shoe, and started trying to break the other heel. “Ha!!”
“Hoo!!!”
“Ula!!”
Qiao Chuchu used all her strength, but the heel remained unyielding.
Frustrated, she placed her hands on her hips and looked at Weisheng Biehe. “Do you have a hammer? Lend it to me so I can smash it.”
Weisheng Biehe stared at her as if she were a fool.
Suddenly, he burst out laughing.
Qiao Chuchu: “? What are you laughing at?”
Weisheng Biehe laughed so hard he could barely stand straight. “How do you always manage to be so funny?”
Qiao Chuchu sat cross-legged on the stairs, utterly baffled.
The butler, who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion, gasped in shock. “Oh my, oh my~ How did the railing fall off?”
He looked up at Weisheng Biehe. “Young Master, are you alright?”
Weisheng Biehe’s face was red from laughing as he waved his hand dismissively. “I’m fine, I’m fine.”
He stood up, slipped his arm under Qiao Chuchu, and effortlessly scooped her up into a princess carry!
The butler: “!”
Xia Xuechun: “!”
Qiao Chuchu: “!”
Weisheng Biehe smiled at Qiao Chuchu. “No need for a hammer. I’ll just buy you a new pair.”
Qiao Chuchu, still clutching her shoe, protested. “I can buy them myself. Put me down.”
“No.” Weisheng Biehe tilted his head, his tone firm and unyielding. “Your shoe broke because you saved my dog, Liu Liu. I owe you a new pair.”
With that, he turned and carried her upstairs. “Come on, Liu Liu. Let’s go see Dad.”
The Yorkshire Terrier trotted behind him on its short legs.
Xia Xuechun stood frozen on the stairs, her mind in disarray. “Mr. Biehe—”
Weisheng Biehe paused and glanced at her, his expression cold. “Thank you.”
Xia Xuechun furrowed her brows. “? For what?”
Weisheng Biehe looked down at Qiao Chuchu in his arms, his tone meaningful. “You did me a big favor, so I won’t pursue the matter of you stealing my dog.”
Xia Xuechun: “!”
Qiao Chuchu: “? She stole your dog?”
Weisheng Biehe gave a cryptic smile and carried Qiao Chuchu back to his room.
Xia Xuechun remained rooted to the spot, staring at his retreating figure.
The butler hurried over to her, clearly agitated. “Who allowed you upstairs? Temporary staff aren’t permitted on the second floor. Go back to the banquet hall immediately!”
Xia Xuechun clenched her jaw, holding back tears, and without a word, she ran downstairs, her eyes red.
Qi Xiaojia had been waiting for her and eagerly approached as soon as she saw her. “Xuechun, how did he treat you?”
Xia Xuechun swallowed her tears. “Let’s just get back to work. Don’t ask.”
Qi Xiaojia was stunned. “Why?”
Xia Xuechun’s eyes glistened with resentment, her voice trembling. “He carried Qiao Chuchu back to his room.”
Qi Xiaojia: “…What?!”
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Weisheng Lin glanced at the time. “It’s been half an hour already. When are we finally going to get out of here? I’ve never craved freedom so much in my life.”
Yu Can had already opened her laptop and started working. “Trust Biehe’s abilities. This birthday party will go on just fine with or without us.”
Weisheng Lin sighed, bored. “That may be true, but today was supposed to be my first proper meeting with Qiao Chuchu. I wanted to chat with her a bit.”
He puffed out his chest and tilted his chin up, trying to look cool. “What if I tried to intimidate her? Use my aura to make her tremble in fear?”
Weisheng Wenzhan gave him a sidelong glance. “Your face alone is scary enough. No need to put in extra effort.”
Weisheng Lin: “?”
Weisheng Huailing stood by the window, still not seeing any sign of Qiao Chuchu.
He signed to Yu Can: 「Why hasn’t Qiao Chuchu arrived yet?」
Yu Can smirked: 「You could just message her on WeChat.」
Huailing frowned: 「But I dressed up so nicely today. If I warn her in advance, it’ll ruin the surprise.」
He was growing impatient: 「I’ll just walk around outside the window and see if Biehe’s up to no good in his room.」
He stepped out onto the balcony, effortlessly leaping onto the window ledge and walking along the exterior of the second floor as if it were flat ground.
Weisheng Lin and Weisheng Wenzhan watched from the balcony.
Yu Can, draped in a fur coat, also peeked out.
Weisheng Biehe brought Qiao Chuchu to his room, gently placing her on the sofa before kneeling down to remove her shoes.
Qiao Chuchu quickly pulled her foot back. “No! I can do it myself!”
Weisheng Biehe grabbed her ankle and firmly removed her shoe, inspecting her foot. “Does it hurt? Did you sprain it?”
Qiao Chuchu tensed up, feeling awkward. “No, it doesn’t hurt.”
【Why is someone so important kneeling to check on a nobody like me?】
Weisheng Biehe seemed to chuckle softly, glancing at her shoe size. “That’s good. I’ll call someone to bring you a new pair. Do you want the same style?”
She shook her head. “No need. I have plenty of unworn shoes at home, and my brother’s probably done with work by now. I’ll have him bring me a pair. I don’t want to trouble you.”
Weisheng Biehe smiled. “How could it be trouble?”
“BANG!!!!”
A loud knock on the glass startled them.
Qiao Chuchu flinched and turned toward the sound.
Weisheng Huailing stood outside the balcony, glaring at them.
His eyes were wide, veins bulging on his forehead, and his face was flushed red with anger.
Qiao Chuchu gasped. “Weisheng Huailing?”
Weisheng Biehe’s expression darkened.
Weisheng Huailing yanked at the balcony door.
It didn’t budge.
He kicked it with full force!
“CRASH!!!”
Qiao Chuchu was caught off guard, covering her mouth in shock.
Weisheng Biehe quickly shielded her. “Don’t be afraid.”
Weisheng Huailing read his lips and slammed his hand against the bulletproof glass door.
「Open the door!」
His gestures were forceful: 「You liar!!!」
「Open the door!!!!」