After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 148: Chapter 148 Where Are Your Shoes? 2

Last night, Luo Xiaoqian did not sleep peacefully.

It had barely dawned when she awoke from a nightmare, her eyes snapping open. She raised her hand to touch her forehead, only to find it drenched in cold sweat.

Turning her head, beside her, Leng Zimo was gone.

Aside from the sticky discomfort of cold sweat, Luo Xiaoqian tried to sit up, but found her right hand restrained by something.

She turned to look at her right hand and saw it was wrapped thickly with a towel, which was secured with a bandage—one end tied around her wrist, the other attached to a post at the head of the bed.

This freak Leng Zimo, he had actually tied her up?

No, that can’t be right!

Luo Xiaoqian lifted the thin quilt with her free left hand, checking herself. Her torn dress was still on, as was her undergarment, and she felt no discomfort; apparently, he hadn’t done anything to her last night.

She curled up, using her left hand to undo the bandage on her right wrist, then got out of bed.

Her warm soles touched the cold floor, causing her feet to shrink back slightly.

She had been carried up by him yesterday, and her slippers were still downstairs. With that thought, she got up again, went to the wardrobe with one hand, opened the doors, stripped off the no-longer presentable dress, draped a bathrobe over herself, and then tiptoed to open the bedroom door, creeping downstairs.

In the living room, the lights were on, and the piano room door was open, but Leng Zimo was nowhere to be seen.

He probably didn’t want to deal with her, so he left, right!

Luo Xiaoqian sighed in relief and tiptoed towards the door to put on her slippers.

Just as she reached the last step, the door creaked lightly and was pushed open from the outside.

The door swung open, and Leng Zimo’s towering figure immediately filled her view. Luo Xiaoqian was startled and instinctively froze, and Leng Zimo, upon seeing her, was also surprised.

The two of them stood there, locked in each other’s gazes for a full five seconds.

Leng Zimo’s eyes swept over her bathrobe, landing on her tiptoeing bare feet, which were directly on the floor, causing his brows to furrow again.

”Where are your shoes?”

After last night’s incident, Luo Xiaoqian was already somewhat unsure of herself, but after being scolded by him, her defiant disposition exploded in an instant.

Did he think she wanted to walk barefoot on the floor? If he hadn’t carried her upstairs yesterday, would she need to come down barefoot to put them on now?

”Right in front of you!” she said, nodding her chin toward the shoe cabinet in front of him.

Leng Zimo’s face fell, her two adorable Little Bunny slippers were resting not far in front of him, one by the wall, the other at the corner of the cabinet, as if they’d had an argument and were back to back.

He walked in, placing the big bag he was carrying on the small platform near the door, casually shut the door, then bent down, picked up the two Little Bunnies, and strode toward her.

What was this guy up to now?

As he approached, Luo Xiaoqian instinctively moved backward, not far from the stairs behind her. Her ankle hit the steps, and she wobbled, instinctively raising her hands.

”Put your hands down!” Leng Zimo barked as she reached out to grab the stairs, surging forward to catch her waist and then grudgingly tossed the shoes at her feet, ”Put them on!”

He was just bringing her shoes?!

Luo Xiaoqian looked down, saw the Little Bunnies not far from her feet, and, struggling free from his embrace, she slipped into her slippers.