Taking a deep breath, he tried hard to suppress the turbulence inside him.

The Adam’s apple moved up and down twice, forcing out a voice as cold as winter, "Is it comfortable sitting there?"

Xia Weibao’s reaction was a bit slow at this moment.

Upon hearing the man’s question, she answered very honestly, "Not really comfortable, it’s a bit pokey, some hard thing is jabbing into me."

After saying that, she belatedly realized.

Her gaze slowly shifted downwards and realized the place she was sitting was the man’s lap.

And the thing that was making her uncomfortable...

Boom—

Her Majesty the Empress’s face instantly turned as red as an apple, so hot it seemed like it would explode!

"I, I, I..."

"Get up!"

Xia Weibao panicked and grabbed the edge of the bathtub, trying to get up.

In a panic, she slipped and fell back again.

Her bottom landed heavily...

Hiss...

The man instantly drew in a sharp breath, damn that was excruciating!

He suddenly stood up, splashing water everywhere.

While Xia Weibao, who had just been sitting in his lap, was flung into the water headfirst.

Her small hands flailed around, struggling to get up.

But the bathtub was too slippery, and she fell back again.

Summer, having put on a robe, turned to see her floundering in the water.

And yet she couldn’t get up.

Summer, "..."

He quickly walked over and fished the woman out of the water.

Grabbing her with one hand, he walked out and threw her onto the sofa.

Then he brought over a dry towel and tossed it on her head.

Xia Weibao pulled down the towel, her eyes somewhat resentful, so rough, not considerate at all.

"Help me dry off."

Summer, "..."

"Miss Xia, you sneak into my room in the middle of the night up to no good, and you still want me to help dry your hair, quite the nerve!"

"Husband."

The man’s body stiffened, his blue eyes calm on the surface, but a raging storm was brewing beneath.

He stared at her face intensely, missing her so much he wished he could embrace her tightly.

One thousand years, he had been looking for her for a thousand years.

Finally, he found her.

The stirring in his heart couldn’t be suppressed.

He wanted to hold her, kiss her, and desire her fiercely!

However, the divorce agreement she left and today’s scene of her standing with Long Xuanye were like a bucket of cold water extinguishing all his impulses.

His expression turned colder, and he grabbed her, walked to the window, and threw her out.

She knew martial arts; she wouldn’t get hurt falling.

"Damn it!"

Thrown out, Xia Weibao cursed, "You, Lu, you’re not getting away with this!"

She shouted angrily, jumping up again.

Bang—

Just as she was about to jump in, the window closed shut.

Xia Weibao slammed into the glass.

It didn’t break; the glass was of decent quality.

With a bang, she fell back to the ground, her fall nearly breaking her waist.

Her Majesty the Empress struggled to get up, glanced at the upstairs direction, and was furious.

"You’re dead meat!"

"Scram!"

The man’s angry roar came from upstairs.

Xia Weibao was so angry smoke seemed to rise from her head, fine, who cares!

When Neil and the others rushed over upon hearing the noise, they saw Xia Weibao standing by the villa’s flower bed, her hair dripping wet, wrapped in a bath towel, and her legs bare.

Showing her middle finger to the upstairs.

Everyone’s mouth was slightly open, jaws dropping a bit.

"What are you staring at! Never seen a beauty before, you bunch of dead men!"

Everyone, "..."

Only after Xia Weibao left did everyone snap out of it.

They looked at each other.

"Who is this woman?"