Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Mu Feichi glared condescendingly at the woman on the ground, a dark haze gradually gathering in his eyes.

His thin lips were pursed, and his bold eyebrows were creased into a frown. Like an arrogant god, he exuded an air of aloofness, as if he regarded Han Wanling as an ant.

Han Wanling felt goosebumps rise on the back of her neck as she watched him, and she trembled as she crawled toward his feet.

Even though she was humiliated, because of pressure being applied on her from her family, she couldn’t worry about her pride anymore.

“Young Marshal Mu, it was my fault for trying to drug you. It was all my fault… Please show mercy on the Han family.”

One word from him was enough to make all the other three distinguished families shun the Han family, and all businesses would shut their doors to them by withdrawing their investments.

Her actions had caused her entire family to suffer.

All three ongoing projects of the Han Corporation had gone down the drain. For this reason, her father had nearly broken her leg.

It was all because that wretched girl had messed things up for her and made her offend the one person she shouldn’t have offended.

With these thoughts racing through her mind, she raised her head upon hearing footsteps, and she saw Yun Xi’s familiar youthful face.

Upon thinking about how her credit card had been frozen and she had become a laughingstock among the upper-class ladies, rage immediately made her lose her sense of reason.

“Wretched girl, it’s you again!”

Getting up from the ground quickly, Han Wanling raised her hand to greet Yun Xi with a slap in the face.

“Bitch!”

Before her hand had managed to reach Yun Xi’s face, Yun Xi had already clasped her wrist and blocked it.

“Miss Han, what a big temper you have.”

Clasping Han Wanling’s wrists tightly, Yun Xi sneered playfully, her narrowed eyes filled with coldness.

Whether it was in her previous life or in this life, Han Wanling always seemed to be uncomfortable in her own shoes.

The Han family was one of the four major distinguished families, but, above her, there were ladies from the Qi family and other wealthy socialites who were socially more worthy of marrying Mu Feichi.

Han Wanling could only be regarded as a backup in an emergency.

Not to mention, there were always those women who were extremely eager to social climb.

“Wretched girl! Let me go!”

“I’m very confused. You failed in your conspiracy against Young Marshal Mu, but now you hold it against me. Even if I ruined your fun, did you really have to kidnap me for it?”

“You…what are you talking about?”

Upon hearing the word kidnapping, Han Wanling’s facial expression suddenly changed. She turned her head abruptly to look at Mu Feichi, who was wearing a grave expression. Han Wanling refused to admit that she’d had anything to do with the kidnapping.

Of all the things that Young Marshal Mu hated, scheming women was number one on the list. Han Wanling wasn’t stupid enough to admit her private agenda.

“It’s okay if you won’t admit it. But next time you try to pick a fight with me, remember to have an alibi.”

Yun Xi suddenly let go of her, and Han Wanling staggered back a few steps.

Wearing seven-inch heels, she accidentally fell back onto the ground.

It was autumn, and a cold day, so wearing a mini skirt with bare legs, she appeared unsightly after falling down.

Yun Xi didn’t bother to look at her, and instead she turned to look at the man who was standing by the car with a gloomy expression. In terms of this rotten apple, it wasn’t quite appropriate for an outsider like her to intervene.

“Young Marshal Mu, I’m going home now.”

Without waiting for him to answer, she turned around and went down the mountain.

Mu Feichi looked at her disappearing figure, then he waved his hand, and the guard who had been waiting on the sidelines ran over.

“Throw her out for me, and inform the guards at the villa complex and the gate to the mountain, no one dare let her in ever again.”

“Yes, sir.”

The guard saluted, then picked up Han Wanling and headed down the mountain.

“Young Marshal Mu…Young Marshal Mu, I know what I did was wrong. Please forgive me…”

As two guards were carrying her away, Han Wanling couldn’t escape, so she turned her head and shouted.

The only response she received was Mu Feichi’s silent back.