Everyone’s eyes fell on Cen Xi.
Linda heard Cen Xi’s words and a mocking smile appeared on her lips. “Cen Xi, are you saying that someone pushed you on purpose?”
Linda gave Cen Xi a warning look secretly.
Seeming not to have seen it, Cen Xi wrapped the suit jacket tightly around her with one hand, and the other brushed away the hair that was over her cheek, revealing a pale yet beautiful face.
Cen Xi’s temperament was cold and unlike many girls, she was aloof most of the time. She raised her eyebrows slightly. “If I call the police now, this should be a case of intentional murder! If it wasn’t for Young Master Qiao, I might have died in the pool!”
Linda smiled. “Cen Xi, you’d better watch your words. Who would try to murder you for no reason?”
“You don’t have to be afraid of them, just say what you want to say,” Qiao Yanze stood on one side and said in a deep and indifferent voice.
Cen Xi glanced at Qiao Yanze.
He was soaked wet and the fabric of his clothes clung closely to his tall and muscular body, outlining his well-defined chest muscles and the shape of his shoulders. Under his narrow waist, his legs were long and straight.
Although he was all wet, he did not look to be in a terrible state at all.
He was like a God, standing there, his aura cold and natural, as if it was born with it. Under his short hair, a layer of frost covered his handsome facial features and that pair of slender eyes were sharp and indifferent.
Cen Xi did not know how to describe the feeling in her heart. Young Master Qiao saved her and even stood up for her. It was really… too unbelievable!
Linda and the other women looked at Qiao Yanze, who was cold and high up in the air, making people dare not easily provoke him. One of the socialites said, “Young Master Qiao, we really did not push her. She accidentally sprained her ankle and fell down. Don’t be deceived by her acting pure.”
“That’s right, Young Master Qiao, you were disadvantaged once before and should understand best that those who look weak on the surface are actually scheming.”
They were indirectly reminding how Qiao Yanze was hurt terribly by Xiao Ying.
Although Qiao Yanze had restored the Qiao family’s status, his niece had become the queen and his sister was the wife of the richest man in the world. How his family was destroyed by a woman had become the talk of many people after a meal.
But no one dared to say anything in front of him.
The socialite who had spoken did not ridicule or look down upon Qiao Yanze, she just did not want to see him standing up for an unworthy woman. Of course, more importantly, she did not want Qiao Yanze to be involved in this matter. After all, Qiao Yanze was not someone they could afford to offend.
Cen Xi glanced at Qiao Yanze and seeing his dark expression and sharp gaze, her heart was thumping slightly. “Do I look weak on the surface? If I want to seek sympathy and act pitiful, would I still be a maid the whole day today?”
There were still some ways if she did not want to come here. She could use Qiao Yanze’s kiss the other time to ask him for help, or find the King or Queen. But they were busy everyday and she did not want to trouble them for this little kind of thing.
“Oh, do you feel aggrieved to be a maid?” Linda smirked. “Why don’t you think of where this is, not everyone can be a maid of the Zhou family. You should thank Miss Zhou and not cause trouble at her birthday party!”
“Sister Linda, I call you ‘sister’ because I respect you as an elder. But I didn’t expect you to be such a scheming and vile person.” Cen Xi stepped forward and stood in front of Linda.
Looking at Cen Xi’s cold and clear eyes that were like black gems, Linda was shocked by her aura for a few seconds. But it was this few seconds that Cen Xi took Linda’s right hand. “When I was pushed, I wanted to grab that person’s hand to stop myself from falling in, and scratched the back of her hand. Sister Linda, you said that I was not pushed, then how did you get the wound on the back of your hand?”
Linda’s expression changed and her eyes were avoiding hers. “I-I was scratched by a cat.”
A cold smile appeared on Cen Xi’s lips. “Sister Linda, it seems like you really have no common sense. You actually pushed the blame to a cat. The tips of a cat’s claws are very sharp and the scratch marks will be long and deep, three or four lines side by side with little space between. And if it’s by a human, the scratch will be shallow and wide, and the distance between them is larger, at least much larger than a cat’s paw.”
Without waiting for Linda to say anything, Cen Xi stretched out her hand. “Besides, there are still some flakes of skin under my fingernails.”
Linda was made speechless by Cen Xi.
She wanted to say something, but lowered her head, not daring to say anything when she saw Qiao Yanze’s dark and cold gaze.
Cen Xi saw that Linda had nothing else to say and she looked at the woman who asked her to bring wine from the banquet hall. “Why did I slip after delivering the wine to the four of them? I think it was because you, who were standing behind, poured oil on the ground that could make people slip!”
That woman frowned as if she had heard something unbelievable. “Don’t make things up and insult people!”
Only a smirk was on Cen Xi’s face as she went to the place where she had slipped and crouched down, wiping it with her finger. It was washed by water, but the oil could not be washed away that easily. She stretched her fingertip to the woman. “Don’t tell me you didn’t see the oil on my finger.”
“So what if there’s oil? Maybe other staff accidentally spilled it here. Don’t accuse me and push the blame on me.”
Cen Xi looked around. There were all kinds of flowers on the edge of the pool and no garbage can around. After she fell into the pool, these women were all watching on the shore, so…
Cen Xi looked at the handbag in the woman’s hand. “The oil is still in your bag!”
Cen Xi was certain.
“No! I don’t have the bottle in my bag!”
“I didn’t say that it was a bottle, or anything else.”
The woman found that she had fallen into Cen Xi’s trap and her expression changed.
This sharp-tongued vixen!
Qiao Yanze narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at the woman who was holding the handbag tightly. “Open the bag.”
“Young Master Qiao, Iー”
“Open it!”
Hearing Qiao Yanze’s angry rebuke, the woman’s hands shook with fright and the handbag fell to the ground.
The bottle containing the oil rolled out from the bag.
Qiao Yanze picked up the bottle and a trace of darkness flashed past his eyes. “Those who participated in this farce, strip off your clothes and jump into the pool. You have to double the amount of time Cen Xi spent struggling inside. Otherwise, I won’t let this matter off. Do it now.”
His voice was deep and cold, and there were no emotions on his handsome face, but he gave out a bloodthirsty and violent aura that was terrifying.
