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Mei Feng glared at Xia Nuannuan.

If looks could kill, then Mei Feng’s stare would have been a sword waiting to slice Xia Nuannuan into eight pieces.

She had never imagined that the soft-spoken girl, who was as tender and gentle as silk—a girl who came across as a real pushover—would actually have such a sharp tongue!

The one thing that she, Mei Feng, hated most in her life was talking about her family background.

At the time, it was exactly because she didn’t have a decent status that the Senior Master had despised her.

It was because she was a mistress that she had never been permitted to have a child.

These were the things that hurt her most.

And now…

The woman frowned and stared at Xia Nuannuan. “No matter how my status was, I am now the mistress of this household! Xia Nuannuan, let me be very clear, in this house, I have many ways to make you miserable.”

Xia Nuannuan’s pupils shrank back at these words.

Mei Feng gave her an icy smile. “You’re nothing but a silly little girl. You’re too delicate, so don’t even dream of taking me on! Xia Nuannuan, a last word of advice, leave the Shen family on your own accord, otherwise, don’t blame me for taking it into my own hands.”

Xia Nuannuan clenched her fists tightly upon hearing Mei Feng’s blatant threat.

Staring at this woman before her, she could only feel darkness around her.

Why was Mei Feng so against her?

Xia Nuannuan took a deep breath in. She felt her own chest tighten and her breathing was labored.

There was a dull pain in her abdomen, making her feel somewhat spaced out. Her scalp felt numb.

She realized that physically, this was taking a toll on her.

A wave of nausea washed over her and she could not control it. Dashing to the restroom, she threw up again.

This time, she retched till her feet were weak before coming out of the restroom.

She must not be angry, must not let herself fly into a rage.

Xia Nuannuan told this to herself.

Her body had been reacting abnormally, and even she could feel that there was something not right.

What was going on?

Why did she keep getting dizzy spells?

She didn’t want to get entangled with Mei Feng any longer. She turned around and headed upstairs.

Looking at her back view, the butler could not help but speak up, “Madam, Young Madam seems unwell. Her face is awfully pale.”

Mei Feng smirked coldly and said, “Isn’t that great? Go tell everyone, none of them is to disturb Young Madam, she’s resting.”

The butler immediately lowered his head and said, “Yes.”

Xia Nuannuan went back to her room and tried hard to lie down.

At this point, her cell phone rang.

She picked up the call and Shen Zihao’s voice came through the other end of the line, “I’ve just arrived. The air here is exceptionally good, I’ll take you here for a holiday when I have the time.”

Xia Nuannuan said weakly, “Ok.”

At once, he detected something was odd. “Nuannuan, what’s wrong?”

When Xia Nuannuan heard this question, it felt like all her pent-up frustrations had found an outlet.

Tears started rolling down her eyes.

Ever since she had married him, she had prepared for a long haul battle.

But now…

Perhaps it was her own health, perhaps it was the things that Mei Feng had said and how those unkind words had embarrassed her. For the first time, she allowed that weak and exhausted side of her to show. She said to him, “Zihao, if we had never gotten married, how would things be like for us now?”

If they had never gotten married, what would life be like?

Shen Zihao was stunned to hear such a question. “Nuannuan, what exactly is wrong?”

She came out of her daze and immediately forced herself to say, “Nothing. I’m just a little tired. I’m going to nap for a little while.”

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