4

It was the most chaotic and helpless night of her life, as if all the worst luck of her life had collided and exploded into one.

From hoarseness to exhaustion, she had used up too much energy. It had come to this, so let’s do what we have to do. She leaned against the corner wearily, her mind going from chaos to blank, and finally she even fell asleep in a daze.

It was unknown how long it took before she was rudely piled awake.

“Yang Yaxiao, you can go now.”

Slowly, she stood up from the corner, her legs aching immensely due to the long hours of crouching, numb to the point of near senselessness. She held onto the wall and slowed down for a while, until the other person impatiently urged her, then she carefully moved her steps and walked out.

The man waiting at the door saw her staggering out and stepped forward to give her a hand, “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” her voice was low, “I’m sorry for bothering you so late.”

“It’s just a favor.” Hua Xian’s gaze settled on the rather familiar car hunkered down in the shadows of the trees across the street and his smile froze, “I’m glad people are okay.”

She nodded, walked two steps and then stopped, asking in a low voice, “If I do this, will I leave a record?”

Hua Xian froze, then raised his hand and patted her head, smiling, “Don’t worry, it’s fine.” Seeing that she was still hanging her head low, he added, “You have to trust uncle.”

She fluttered to laugh out loud, raised his hand and whacked him, “What uncle well ……”

“How is it not uncle, I–” Hua Xian’s words were interrupted by a sudden roar coming from across the street.

The supercar’s engine emitted a burst of rumble as if the beast was roaring, tires rubbing on the road, emitting a sharp and ear-piercing sound, and even the heart was trembling for it.

Hua Xian gave a slight nod and turned around, “Get in the car first, Tuanzi is still waiting for you.”

She hugged her arms tightly and nodded.

Tuan Zi could not avoid a burst of yelling when he saw her, his face full of joy. She merely pulled a more forced smile before quietly shrinking back into the back seat of the car.

Shadows of trees flew past the window, black shadows sliding past her face in patches. The light from the street lamps along the road was slightly orange, bright but not blinding, and her dull eyes subconsciously chased the warm light as it moved into the car.

The group sitting in the passenger seat was peeling a chocolate ball and bringing it to the mouth of the person in the driver’s seat, and then quickly retracting her fingers to gently blow on her lips, looking like she had been bitten. In the warm light, the girl had a delicate smile at the corners of her mouth.

Her eyes blinked twice and finally closed tiredly ……

What happened after that, she didn’t really want to remember. The fights with her best friend, the heavy debts, the non-stop coercion and blackmail, it all wore her down. It wasn’t until he approached her that she realized that her fate had fallen into his hands several times over.

“You have a poor eye for men.” These were the first words he said to her after meeting again.

It was early in the morning, her brain was still in a chaotic state after a night of nightmares, and her mood was so bad that she couldn’t even tell who was in front of her, so she slammed the door hard right then and there, not forgetting to curse, “Nerve.”

When she was in a daze and brushed her teeth halfway through being choked by toothpaste foam, her brain suddenly cleared up. Yo, yo, that man at the door wasn’t–

She couldn’t even wipe the froth from her mouth, and with speed she copied a folding stool from behind the door and rushed out, the

“Sinful animal looking for death —-”

He did not raise his eyelids, only slightly sideways, easily avoided. The poor folding stool splits down in the air, and before the division is ready, it smashes hard on the concrete floor, and is immediately split into four pieces.

“This, you do not want it?”

She disappeared to look at the voice, just one glance, full of boiling murderous anger is like being poked by a needle, poof a leakage of a fine light.

“Strange how this thing is in my hand? I just said that you have a poor eye for men. Your ex was timid, so timid that I didn’t have to do much to say anything.” He paced slowly as he approached, a smirk on his face that didn’t reach his eyes, “How do I coax you out, how do I get you drunk …… ah, well at least there’s one thing that’s thankful enough, and that’s that he can’t …… ”

“Enough!” She drank.

He paused, the smile lines at the corners of his mouth grew deeper, “Good thing he only asked for money, but not enough to ask for the number of bottles you opened a bottle of wine. Tsk, tsk, rabbits will bite when they’re cornered, not to mention that you turned out to be no rabbit.”

Her lips bit white and she couldn’t support herself as she took two steps backward to sit down on the chair. After a long time, a dry voice squeezed out of her throat, pleading, “How much? How much do you want?”

“Don’t compare me to that no-good blackmailer,” he crouched down slowly holding onto the handle, his eyes meeting hers horizontally, the exact downward parade of a victor in control of the situation, with coercion and sheer arrogance. “I’m just offering you help.”

“It’s help, just not gratuitous, right?” She looked into his eyes and cut right to the chase, “What do you want?” To offer something for nothing was to be a thief. This person has a history of managing to ask her for high payment, and now that he holds her in his hand, he is more and more emboldened.

A familiar cool touch came to her lips, and while his breath hovered and flowed between her lips, he gave her the answer that

“Obedience.”

Two simple and direct words that had already summarized and stereotyped the future relationship between the two together. Apart from the master-slave relationship between a man and a woman, what other relationship required obedience? She wouldn’t be so stupid as to think that he needed a harmonious and loving husband and wife relationship, this beast of a man would only need an illicit relationship between a man and a woman.

He’s the chopping block and the master of the gold.

She was the fish and the honey.

The first thing she wanted to do after this man had laid out and summarized the future direction of their relationship in two words was to go to her own kitchen, cop a knife, and cleanly pass a few holes through this shameless man’s body!

“What if I don’t say yes?” She held her head high, “I’d give him a bottle of wine and I’d be out of my mind.”

“Impulsiveness comes at a price,” a hint of amusement rippled in his dark eyes, “so you wouldn’t dare.”

Really ……

That was so motherly, she almost couldn’t help but jump out of her chair and applaud him for that statement, rightly so, her guts were busted after rolling around in the detention center. She was too scared to act on impulse now, and he’d taken advantage of that to hold her hostage with such impunity.

It was never a fair deal.

He didn’t even set a time for it to end, merely: when I’m satisfied, it’s over.

She resented, “What do you mean when you’re satisfied, that’s too subjective! It’s never going to end if you’re not satisfied all the time.” Did he want to tie her up for life?

“Yes, so you have to try to satisfy me.” A smirk leaked from the corner of his eye, “Now, tell me your answer.”

She parted her hands, silently comparing a pair of crossed middle fingers behind her back, and

“Deal.”

At the time of the contract, she hadn’t known exactly what kind of man she was dealing with. All she knew was that he was rich, powerful, mean and nasty, and that she knew him ninety-nine percent because she had burned the nose of a god in a previous life.

But she soon realizes her naivety, she really underestimated this man, he is far more dangerous and aggressive than she thought.

That day he drove her back to her old house to pack her bags, and downstairs he somehow got the wind out of his sails and kissed her in broad daylight without a care in the world. She didn’t think twice about raising her hand to give him a slap on the face and provoked, “If one day I’m tired, bored, I want to die. Do you think you can still threaten me with that pile of crappy pictures?” Almost as soon as her words fell, she saw him raise his hand in a furious rage, followed by a fiery stinging pain in her cheek.

Rubbish, a bitchy plaything, he actually dared to hit someone!

She covered her face, her brain flashed blank for a few seconds, and as her ears buzzed, his voice came through cold and clear, and

“If you want to die, you have to ask me if I agree first.”