Chapter 57 - Provocation and Counterattack

Xia Liuli's heart was filled with anxiety and anxiety. She could no longer bear the torment of waiting and had to see Du Haoran immediately. In this world full of variables, she was worried that any hesitation would make Du Haoran's heart leave her. She quickly found the contact information of the Chinese painting master Zhao Ti, and dialed the number with trembling fingers. On the other end of the phone, Zhao Ti's voice was a little vicissitudes of time, but still clear and powerful: "Hello, who is this?" "Master Zhao, hello, I am Xia Liuli." Xia Liuli's voice was a little nervous and expectant. Zhao Ti obviously still remembered the young painter who stood out in the competition: "Oh, it's you, little girl. What's the matter?" "I... I hope you can give me an invitation to the exhibition." Xia Liuli mustered up the courage and made her request. Zhao Ti was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something: "Originally I planned to take two students with me, but they happened to go abroad to participate in an art exhibition. Since you are going, I will give you the extra invitation." Xia Liuli was delighted and thanked him quickly: "Thank you, Master Zhao. I will go to your place now." "Okay, I'll wait for you. There is also a competition at this exhibition. It would be even better if you can come to participate." There was a hint of expectation in Zhao Ti's voice. However, when it comes to the competition, Xia Liuli's smile solidified instantly. She knew that her creative ability was limited and she lacked enough imagination and talent. But if she did not agree to participate in the competition, Zhao Ti might withdraw the invitation. After weighing the pros and cons, she could only bite the bullet and agree. After hanging up the phone, Xia Liuli did not go directly to Zhao Ti's residence, but went to Xia's house first. She had a plan in her mind, a plan on how to completely get rid of the shackles of the Xia family. The door of the Xia family slowly opened under her skillful operation, and she walked quickly into the living room. Xia Liu was making coffee for Xia Huaizheng. When he saw her, his face darkened instantly. "What are you doing here again? This manor no longer belongs to you!" Xia Liu's voice was filled with a hint of displeasure. Xia Liuli glanced at them coldly: "Don't worry, I'm not here to ask for the house. I'm just here to take back my own things." "Is there anything in this house that belongs to you?" Xia Liu sneered. "Of course, there are still a lot of my clothes in my room. It's almost autumn, and I want to take all my clothes away." Xia Liuli's tone was firm and indifferent. "Your clothes? Your clothes were all bought with my Xia family's money! Even if I burn them, I won't let you take them away!" Xia Liu's attitude was tough. Xia Liuli's face became even colder: "I don't have so much time to talk to you. I bought those clothes with the money I earned in the past few years. You have no right to deal with them for me." Xia Liu was about to get angry, but was stopped by Xia Huaizheng in a wheelchair: "Let her take it away. Keeping it at home will only bring more bad luck." Xia Liuli looked at Xia Huaizheng with a cold face, and a complex emotion surged in her heart. In the past, this big brother was very good to her, but everything changed since Xia Zhuozhuo appeared. She understood that she was just a substitute for Xia Zhuozhuo. But she didn't care, because she never disdained the feelings of the Xia family for her. She turned her eyes to Xia Liu: "Did you hear it? Big brother also agreed." "Don't call me big brother! I only have one sister, Xiaoqi! Take your things and leave quickly! Never show up in our Xia family again!" Xia Huaizheng's voice was filled with a hint of indifference and determination. Xia Liu also had a cold face: "Did you hear that? Take it and leave quickly!" Xia Liuli didn't say anything more, just glared at them fiercely. She secretly swore in her heart that when she married Du Haoran, she would make them regret what they did today! She went upstairs quickly, but did not go to her room, but directly opened Xia Liu's door. Xia Liu's room was full of his calligraphy and paintings, but Xia Liuli did not intend to take them away. She took out her mobile phone and took pictures of each calligraphy and painting. Then, she returned to her room, took a few clothes and packed them, and then pulled the suitcase downstairs. Xia Liu came forward a few steps, glanced at the suitcase, and asked: "Are you sure that the things inside are all yours?" Xia Liuli opened the suitcase directly in front of Xia Liu, and it was full of her own clothes. "Did you see it clearly? Do you need me to take them out one by one and count them for you?" Xia Liuli asked with her head held high, without any guilt on her face. Xia Liu frowned slightly. He always felt that Xia Liuli was making some wishful calculations. But the suitcase was indeed full of her own clothes, and he couldn't say anything more. "Take your luggage and get out!" Xia Liu said coldly. Xia Liuli closed the suitcase, pulled it and walked a few steps, then suddenly turned around: "You can still be arrogant now, but when your money is almost used up, you will come to beg me. But I'll say it in advance. When that day comes, you must kneel down and kowtow to me, and I will forgive you for the ugly words you said to me today." Xia Liu shouted angrily: "Don't worry! We won't come to beg you even if we starve to death! But you! Be on your own! The high branch you want to climb may not be so strong!" Xia Liuli sneered: "You don't need to worry about this. Haoran and I have a good relationship. I will send you invitations when I get married." Xia Huaizheng said expressionlessly: "Don't bother, none of us will come to your wedding." Xia Liuli's face sank. Compared with Xia Liu, who had always been at odds with her, Xia Huaizheng's indifference made her even more uncomfortable. As if she suddenly remembered something, she curled her red lips and said, "Oh, by the way, I received Sister Zhifu's engagement invitation yesterday. Did you receive it, brother?" Xia Huaizheng's expression froze instantly, and the blood on his face faded visibly. He stared at Xia Liuli with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe his ears. Xia Liuli felt happy when she saw this. She was too familiar with Xia Huaizheng, and knew that Bai Zhifu's engagement would hit him hard. She just wanted to see the pain and loss of the Xia family, so that she could release a little resentment in her heart. "If you don't receive it, I can give you my invitation." Xia Liuli said with a smile, her eyes full of provocation and pride. Xia Huaizheng's heart was like a knife, seeing that there was no hope of spending the summer with Sister Zhiguan. Before he could speak, Xia Liu was furious, waving a feather duster and pointing it directly at Xia Liuli. "Evil woman, leave quickly!" With a dusting, Xia Liuli's wrist was left with marks, and it was as red as clouds. "You dare!" Xia Liu's eyes widened with anger, "What's the harm in fighting again?" After saying that, he raised the duster again. Xia Liuli sneered, disdaining to fight again, turned around, dragged the suitcase, and hurriedly disappeared out the door, leaving only a series of crisp echoes, shaking in the air.