Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

As if noticing her trembling, Zhan Yeling said coldly, "Get in the car and go home."    

This "home" naturally referred to Yening Garden. Xiong Miao silently followed him into the car, but her heart was uneasy.    

She did not know if he had calmed down or not. If not, she was afraid that he would have to suffer another round of torture after going back.    

Thinking about this, Xiong Miao could not help but feel somewhat discouraged. She leaned against the window unhappily and did not say a word.    

There was a heater in the car and it was still very high. Under the warm environment, she did not feel so cold anymore.    

The car soon reached the courtyard of Yening Garden. In order to avoid being rudely pulled out of the car by Zhan Yeling again, Xiong Miao quickly got out of the car and entered the house as soon as the car stopped. Her actions were done in one go.    

Zhan Yeling was still closing the door when he looked up and saw a rabbit like figure scuttling into the house. The corners of his mouth curled upwards.    

He walked into the living room in no hurry. Xiong Miao was indeed sitting upright on the sofa and waiting for him. She did not dare to leave without permission.    

Zhan Yeling was neither fast nor slow. He walked over with long legs and sat beside her. He could not resist and said, "Go change your pants and come down again."    

Xiong Miao got up and walked upstairs. He still had a conscience. He knew that her pants would be wet and it would be very cold.    

Xiong Miao changed into a pair of fluffy and conservative pants. She did not dare to delay and went downstairs.    

Under the man's oppressive gaze, she lowered her head and sat beside him.    

Zhan Yeling raised his hand and called for the maid.    

"Young Master, do you have any orders?" the maid asked nervously. She clearly felt the cold aura coming from Zhan Yeling.    

"Bring me a pot of hot water and another cup." Zhan Yeling ordered.    

The maid heard him and quickly went to the kitchen. No matter how strange she was, she did not dare to ask anything.    

Xiong Miao, on the other hand, could not help but feel strange. She asked in a very weak tone, "Why did you bring a pot of water?"    

Zhan Yeling snorted coldly and did not answer her question. The cold and stern aura around him indicated that he had not calmed down.    

Xiong Miao had a bad feeling in her heart. She kept feeling that this madman Zhan Yeling must have some bad intentions.    

As expected, the pot of water was prepared for her.    

The maid had just put down the water when Zhan Yeling personally poured a cup for her and placed it in front of her.    

Xiong Miao looked at him in surprise and did not understand what he meant. Could it be that it was just to let her drink a cup of water?    

She felt that there was no need to anger Zhan Yeling over a cup of water, so she obediently picked up the cup and slowly drank it up.    

She had just touched cold water by the beach and now drinking a cup of hot water was quite comfortable, Xiong Miao thought with satisfaction.    

However, when Zhan Yeling placed the second cup of water in front of her, Xiong Miao could not help but frown.    

"No need. I already drank a cup just now. That's enough." Xiong Miao said with a smile, not knowing what Zhan Yeling meant.    

Zhan Yeling did not seem to hear her. The water was placed in front of her. His sharp eyes stared at her and there was pressure in his eyes.    

Under such sharp eyes, Xiong Miao could only pick up the cup again. She gritted her teeth and drank the water in the cup.    

She had just put down the cup when Zhan Yeling immediately filled it up for her again. He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the sofa, looking at her elegantly and leisurely.    

What was there to not understand with this expression?    

Xiong Miao squeezed the cup in her hand tightly. This man was just using another method to torture her.