Reincarnation: My Possessive Beast Husband

Chapter 128: Chapter 128: Who is the Dog Servant Barking At? Chapter 128: Chapter 128: Who is the Dog Servant Barking At? “Hu-er hu-er―” Zhui Feng suddenly let out a shrill cry towards a certain direction.

Su Yan turned her head to look and saw two people coming over.

The woman in front was dressed in lavish clothes, looking bright and eye-catching. Who else could it be but Chu Yuxiao’s concubine, Liu Sisi.

The one behind her must be her maidservant.

Meeting Su Yan’s gaze, Liu Sisi slightly lifted her chin in an arrogant manner and said to her,
“Hey, you there, dog servant, come here. I have something to say to you.”

Su Yan was taken aback.

Dog servant?

Was she talking about her?

She looked around and saw no one else but herself.

Then she looked down at her clothes, plain and smeared with much dirt; indeed, it was a servant’s attire.

But everyone in the Marquis Mansion knew there was only one woman working in the stables, the Marchioness.

Could Liu Sisi truly be unaware of this?

Moreover, she was present when she and Chu Yuxiao were together that day; Su Yan refused to believe she wouldn’t remember her.

Or perhaps, she was pretending not to recognize her, just to take the opportunity to humiliate her.

A slight cold smile curled up at the corners of her mouth, and a gleam of sharp light flashed in Su Yan’s eyes.

If she truly came to scoff and taunt, then Su Yan was ready to play along to the end.

“Whom are you calling a dog servant?” Su Yan asked lazily.

“The dog servant is you.” As soon as Liu Sisi’s words came out, she realized she had been played.

“You! You dare to call me a dog servant!” She pointed at Su Yan furiously, her eyes flashing with intense hatred.

“Wushuang, go, teach this ignorant slut a lesson for me!”

“Yes!”

Wushuang nodded in response, then quickly walked over, raising her hand to slap Su Yan.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist, followed by a ‘smack’ sound—not Su Yan, but Wushuang was the one struck.

“You… you dare to hit me?!”

With her other hand covering her face, Wushuang looked at Su Yan in disbelief.

“Hit you? That’s still considered light,” Su Yan said, throwing off her wrist, with nothing but disdainful sarcasm in her eyes.

Is this what they call a fox exploiting a tiger’s might, a dog riding on the coattails of power?