Rebirth: The Fake Young Lady Is A Real Young Lady Novel - Chapter 353

Chapter 353: A Warning

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

“Are you okay? I’m sorry I didn’t see you just now. I’m sorry.” Shen Xi apologized as she helped the person tidy up herself.

“It’s okay. Nothing hurts, so that’s good.” The girl’s voice was as melodious as a bell, tinkling innocently.

By then, it was too late for Shen Xi to leave. Jiang Xue was making a beeline for Zhao Yuan and Xia Huang. Shen Xi tugged Zhao Yuan’s arm, hoping her friend would get her signal. She was in no mood to get into a conflict with Jiang Xue.

Shen Xi had not imagined Jiang Xue would be so persistent. Perhaps Jiang Xue thought she could trample on her now that she had a backer. Did Jiang Xue forget she still had something on her?

Unbeknownst to Shen Xi, Jiang Xue’s thoughts were not so complex. All she wanted was to lord over Shen Xi now that she had some standing and get back at her for the sorry state she had reduced to in Rong City. With the Guan family’s support, Shen Xi would have to think twice before blackmailing her again.

“Xixi, why’d you run as soon as you saw me? Am I some ferocious beast? Or is it the guilty conscience I detect that is evoking fear of me in you?” Sarcasm dripped from Jiang Xue’s words as she blocked Shen Xi’s way.

Since she could not avoid the confrontation, she had no choice but to face it head-on. Shen Xi spun around and stood tall, firm-backed, and imposing in a manner not inferior to Jiang Xue’s posturing. “Aren’t you talking about yourself? Are you afraid? Jiang Xue, don’t overestimate your worth. What would I need to fear from someone as crude and dumb as you?”

“You…” Jiang Xue thought Shen Xi would at least be a little afraid of her, but contrary to her expectations, Shen Xi continued to be a thorn in her side.

Jiang Xue looked around, but all the guests, save one, were smartly dressed and comported themselves with grace and elegance. The ordinary-looking girl wore a plain dress and did not seem to come from a wealthy family.

Jiang Xue’s expression chilled considerably. “Shen Xi, Zhao Yuan, I’m warning you two,” she growled darkly, “You’d better shut your mouths while in Beijing.

Otherwise…”

“What? Do you plan on killing me to silence me for good? If you don’t want people to learn of your misdeeds, you should take care not to them in the first place. Who are you to threaten us?” Zhao Yuan slapped Jiang Xue’s causing finger aside, interrupting her tirade.

From her experience in the lounge, Jiang Xue had little doubt she could permanently silence Shen Xi and Zhao Yuan if she wanted. A few honeyed words in Young Master Guan’s ear, coupled with the offense Shen Xi had committed against Guan Lei, ought to be enough to bury her six feet under.

“You two seem to be forgetting that Young Master Guan is my backer,” Jiang Xue gloated with a glinting smile. “I saved Young Master Guan’s life. With a word from me, I can have you both killed. I doubt your families will have a good time either.”

Killing intent condensed into icy chips in Shen Xi’s eyes as she listened to Jiang Xue’s threats to her family.

Shen Xi had thought that Jiang Xue would use her beauty to get close to Young Master Guan. Who could have known something like this would happen?

Zheng Huai’s mysterious words suddenly gained credibility in Shen Xi’s mind.

The Guan family was insufferably arrogant, and not even human life was sacred in their eyes. Even then, the Lu and Shen families were not just for show.

Shen Xi’s lips twitched, and she took two steps toward Jiang Xue.

Jiang Xue eyed Shen Xi warily, sensing the killing intent in her smile. An inexplicable fluster overcame her, and she took two steps back. It felt like that creepy smile would drag her to the depths of hell if she remained where she stood.

“If you dare to lay a finger on my parents, I’ll drag you to hell with me.” Shen Xi’s words were barely more than a whisper, tolling like the bell of doom heralding the promise of the end.

She was going to die. That was the thought that flashed across Jiang Xue’s mind.

Fear gripped her in its long, suffocating grasp, and Jiang Xue staggered backward in a panic. “I-If you dare touch m-me,” she stuttered, “Young Master Guan will not let you off.”

Shen Xi snorted coldly, fear absent in her willowy form. “Let’s see Young Master Guan try,” she snarked haughtily.

Shen Xi did not enjoy stirring up trouble, but she did not fear it when it came knocking on her door..