In the other corner of the building, Isla Ge was lying on her side on the bed. It was pitch black and there was no light. She slept there, motionless, but her body seemed to be sitting in a high-speed car, and the summer wind fluttered on her cheeks. But it was not the wind, it was Miles Qiao's K!ss. Isla Ge didn't know how many hours had passed when she suddenly sat up, put on her slippers, put on her dressing gown, and walked to the small balcony. Although the moon had already set, she was already soaked in the moonlight, and her whole body was bright. She leaned quietly against the shutter door. If the balcony was a small black tea tray, she would be the inlaid flower on the tea tray. She was surprised that her mind was so clear, she had never been so clear before. She tried to analyze her own psychology now, and she knew why she loved Miles Qiao so stubbornly and loved him so inferiorly. At first, it was of course because of his attraction, but later, it was completely because he didn't love her. Perhaps Miles Qiao, based on past experience, had already discovered this secret to conquer the heart of an unreasonable woman. He said many tender words to her, but he never said a word that he loved her. Now she understood that Miles Qiao loved her. Of course, his love and her love had different forms - of course, he loved her only for a moment - but she was so humble that she was easily satisfied. Miles Qiao loved her tonight. This happy memory was hers, and no one could take it away. Mrs. Vivienne, Situ Xie, and the other people who were eyeing her covetously, let them do whatever they want. She had a new security, new strength, and new freedom. She was very glad that Miles Qiao did not marry her. She had heard that a man came back from visiting Mount Lu with seven or eight jars filled with the world-famous white clouds of Mount Lu, ready to release some of them at any time to decorate his garden. People who marry for love are just as foolish as those who put clouds in jars! Miles Qiao is right, Miles Qiao is always right. She leaned over the railing, imitating Miles Qiao, resting her head on the crook of her arm, and the feeling came back, countless small cold joys, shaking every part of her body like golden bells. She hugged her arms tightly. She wanted to hug something else, so she whistled softly, and a white lion dog ran out of the room, wagging its tail. Isla Ge hugged it and murmured to it. It was about four o'clock in the morning. There were still many stars in the sky, but the sky gradually faded, like a blue mud gold paper. On the opposite mountain, the insects stopped chirping and became even more silent. Suddenly, footsteps sounded under the balcony, and a person walked over. Isla Ge thought: "This gardener is so diligent, he got up before dawn." She was in a light mood at that time, completely as naughty as a child, so she stretched out a hand to point at the person, put her mouth close to the dog's ear and asked with a low smile: "Look who is that? Look who is that?" The dog barked. Isla Ge looked at the man again and was frightened. How could a gardener be so fat? The sky in tropical areas gets bright in no time. As soon as it gets light, the shadow of the fat man downstairs becomes clear. It turns out that they are two people walking close together. At first glance, they look like one person. The two people heard the dog barking upstairs and looked up at Isla Ge. They had no time to hide and she recognized Miles Qiao and Ruby's faces. Isla Ge's hand, which was originally holding the dog's chin, suddenly exerted force with her fingers. The dog couldn't breathe in its throat. It struggled hard and broke free from Isla Ge's arms. It jumped to the ground, screaming all the way, and ran into the house. Isla Ge followed it and stumbled into the room. After entering the room, she stood there, with her arms hanging stiffly on both sides. After standing for a while, she fell forward on the bed, her hands still straight against her body, and her face fell on the bed. It hit hard, but she didn't feel any pain. She lay face down like this all night, never changing her position. The sheets under her face gradually became wet, and the cold water seeped down to her shoulders. When she got up the next day, she was so cold that her whole body ached and her forehead was swollen. The clock in the room had stopped, and the sun outside was shining brightly. She didn't know whether it was morning or afternoon. She sat on the edge of the bed for a while, then stood up and went to find Ruby. Ruby was washing things in the bathroom downstairs. The wall was covered with small handkerchiefs in apple green, amber, smoky blue, pink, and bamboo green, in squares and squares, some neatly arranged, and some crookedly arranged, which looked quite artistic. Ruby saw Isla Ge in the mirror, and her face froze. She was about to put on a smile, but Isla Ge fished out a large wet towel from the basin and threw it at her. With a swish, Ruby's face was already hit, and she was splashed with water. Ruby groaned, turned her head away, raised her hand to block it, and was hit again. The thick towel absorbed a lot of water and was very heavy, which made her arm numb. Isla Ge clenched the towel tightly with both hands and hit her without any reason. Ruby just dodged and didn't fight back, defend herself, or beg for mercy. But there was inevitably some noise in the bathroom. The little maids came and saw it. They were frightened and confused. Two of them were dissatisfied and whispered to each other: "Real masters, please don't treat us like this; what kind of lady is this with such a bad temper! Sister Ruby, you are usually a person who doesn't want to give in to others. What's wrong with you today?" Ruby sighed and said: "Let her go! She is pitiful enough!" This sentence touched Isla Ge's heart. She hit Ruby hard again, threw the towel away, and collapsed to the edge of the bathtub, holding her face and crying.
This commotion had already alarmed Mrs. Vivienne. When Mrs. Vivienne arrived, Ruby was squatting on the ground, cleaning up the puddles of water on the tiles. While mopping the floor, water was still dripping from her own clothes. Mrs. Vivienne shouted, "What's going on?" Ruby didn't answer. She asked Isla Ge again, but she couldn't get a single word out of her. The maids next to her also said they didn't know why the girl was angry. Mrs. Vivienne didn't ask any more questions at that time. She just asked someone to help Isla Ge upstairs to rest, and then called Ruby to the secret room and questioned her carefully. Ruby couldn't hide it, so she had to stammer and tell how the girl had asked Miles Qiao to come, how she became suspicious, and how she heard the voices in the girl's room, but she didn't dare to say anything for fear of causing trouble, so she had to wait in the garden, hoping to see what happened when the man left. Unexpectedly, the girl found out and blamed me for monitoring her actions, so she got angry with me today. Mrs. Vivienne listened, nodded and said nothing, and had already figured out 80% of the truth. She immediately ordered Ruby to leave and sat down by herself. The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. Her face turned purple with anger. She was picking her teeth, but when she bit her teeth, the toothpick broke. She spat out the toothpick head with a snort, thinking to herself: This Qiao Qiqiao is really the evil star in her life palace. She has been making fun of her time and again. She used Clara to lure him into the trap. Although he swallowed the bait, he was still free and unrestrained. In the end, she made up her mind to admit her loss and ignore him. Because of his troubles, she could not keep Clara. After Clara left, she was like losing her right-hand man. On the one hand, she started a new business and trained Isla Ge with all her strength. She spent a lot of effort to make Isla Ge a little qualified. When she was in the limelight and her value increased tenfold, Qiao Qiqiao came to reap the benefits. She was still not satisfied, and at the same time, she took advantage of the opportunity to hook Ruby. Mrs. Vivienne lost her wife and her army. All the outstanding talents around her were taken away by him. How could she not be angry? But Mrs. Vivienne was a sensible person. After pondering for a long time, she suppressed her anger and walked to Isla Ge's room. Isla Ge was sleeping with her face facing the wall. Mrs. Vivienne sat on the edge of the bed. She was silent for a while, and then said in a trembling voice: "Isla Ge, how can you be worthy of me?" As she said that, she took out her handkerchief and rubbed her eyes. Isla Ge didn't say anything. Mrs. Vivienne said again: "How do you want me to explain to your father? In theory, you live with me, and I have to be responsible for your actions. It's my fault that I trusted you too much and neglected a little, so there was trouble. ... Alas! You have screwed me over!" Isla Ge knew that she had caught her handle, so she naturally let her justify and make a convincing argument. She could not regret so much about the things she should regret. She made up her mind and said directly, "I have done something wrong and I cannot let my aunt get involved. I will go back to Shanghai now. If there is any gossip in the future, I will bear the blame myself in front of my parents, no matter how serious the crime is. I will never cause any misunderstanding and implicate my aunt." Mrs. Vivienne stroked her chin and said, "You plan to go back, but now is not the time. I am not stopping you from going home. In my opinion, I wish I could hand you back to your father with both hands to relieve myself of my responsibility and worry less. But you know how bad people are in the world. You may not even get home, but the rumors may have already reached your father's ears. You know his bad temper. Your return will confirm the rumors outside. You have always been in poor health, how can you stand your father's daily annoyance!" Isla Ge said nothing. Mrs. Vivienne sighed, "No matter how you blame me, it's all wrong. It's your fault for being so mad in front of the maids today, and not even giving yourself some leeway! You are so old, but you still have a childish temper and don't care about your face. How will you live in the future?" Isla Ge blushed and smiled sourly: "Aunt, please forgive me. I am young and can't get rid of my impetuous temper. When I reach your age, maybe I will be able to fall in love politely, who knows!" Mrs. Vivienne sneered: "When you reach my age, it will be strange if you have the opportunity to fall in love! Look at the women of ordinary middle-class families, they all become old ladies after they are over 30 or 40 years old. If I hadn't had a good environment and taken good care of myself, I would have been old long ago. You - you don't care about your reputation, you have ruined your future. In the future, not only will you not be able to marry someone from the upper class, but I don't know what kind of situation you will end up in!" These words were shocking, and Isla Ge couldn't help but put her hands on her face, as if her pink, white, dark green appearance had been washed away by the passing time.
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