The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

Outside the car window, a tall man leaned down on the girl, her slender waist bending backward in a soft arc. She didn't even resist, closing her eyes as he kissed her.

It turns out she can be this well-behaved with other people too.

Lu Jiefei was momentarily at a loss as to whether to hate her for her inaction or for the fact that the car windows were wiped too clean.

He saw it all.

Four lips intertwined and bit together. Her tender pink tongue tried to retreat during the man's pause for breath but was caught and sucked in. Her lips, which had been sucked excessively, were moist and pink like a red guava at its best.

His delicate chin opened and closed completely at will; when he wanted to suck on her lips, she would only open her mouth slightly, and when he wanted to kiss her deeper, she would open it even wider.

Lu Jiefei was a germaphobe; to him, the filthiness of exchanging saliva was equivalent to tasting the other person's bacteria, something he always scoffed at. But today, he simply watched.

I'm so thirsty.

I wish I could.

He vaguely heard the sound of his bones shifting as he clenched his teeth.

His fingers clenched deep into the steering wheel, and the urge to crash into it was forcibly suppressed when he saw the girl's slender waist blocking the way. He raised his hand and pressed the horn hard.

The car horn's close-up blare was deafening, a long, drawn-out sound that shattered the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of the villa area late at night.

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Yu Lian visibly flinched, turning back timidly to look at him. Her eyelashes trembled like a butterfly falling, her cheeks flushed pink, and her chest rose and fell with her soft breaths.

Her lips were swollen and wet, and her eyes were also very wet. The slightest fright would make her appear so fragile, as if she couldn't withstand the slightest disturbance. She seemed to be waiting for someone's protection or pity.

The man behind her covered her ears with both hands. He was so tall that his gaze easily went over her shoulders. He lowered his eyes and smiled provocatively at Lu Jiefei.

Lu Jiefei's Adam's apple bobbed as he opened the car door and got out.

The wide road suddenly felt cramped with three people and a car crammed together.

Yu Lian was struggling to breathe.

She resisted when Pei Shaoyuan kissed her, pushing him away a couple of times, but couldn't. Then, as his lips licked her, she could only focus on breathing. There was no way around it; Pei Shaoyuan had become more skilled with each kiss, and she had only come up with one piece of advice after all that kissing.

Her lung capacity was too low. Even after a large-scale lung capacity test that left her dizzy and disoriented, she only managed to get a little over a thousand. A kiss was a matter of life and death for her. She had to be on high alert from the very beginning to ensure that her breathing rhythm was not disrupted, otherwise she would really run out of breath after only a few seconds of kissing.

It's so frustrating.

She didn't quiet down to enjoy herself. She quieted down to live.

She wondered if Lu Jiefei had seen her resist. What if he hadn't and thought she was putting on an act?

Yu Lian secretly glanced at Lu Jiefei. Today he was wearing a black fitted turtleneck, the thin fabric clinging to his body. His shoulders and back were broad from years of working out, and his chest muscles were clearly defined. The fabric was stretched horizontally in the middle, and his forearms were exposed from the short sleeves, revealing his firm muscles.

Such a powerful and vigorous body was paired with a face that was as cold as could be.

"Brother, brother..." Yu Lian called out subconsciously, using a reduplicated word she rarely used. She was pleading for him, and also testing whether he would still unconditionally accept this address.

Like blowing a dog whistle.

Lu Jiefei did not respond.

He couldn't make a sound; if he didn't try his best to suppress it, he was afraid that he would become like a savage and start fighting.

This can't be done. This shouldn't be done.

The hand hanging at the side of the leg is clenched into a fist.

Pei Shaoyuan's gaze fell on the fist, but he didn't say anything. Actually, he didn't have much experience in fighting, and given his status, he didn't need to lift a finger to teach someone a lesson.

Moreover, he wasn't provoking others to get beaten up.

He didn't think much when he kissed her; he was just too angry.

Having to go through layers of parental approval before even starting a relationship is like guarding against a thief; they won't let you meet them or let you go, as if he's some kind of bad man.

Yu Lian didn't speak up for him; she just looked at him cutely and told him to get lost.

He should kiss me enough before he leaves.

They didn't get to kiss enough before they were interrupted again.

Pei Shaoyuan ate only half a meal, feeling even more irritable than if he hadn't eaten at all. He was thinking of simply having a fair fight, with the winner taking Yu Lian away.

One aspect is that it is honorable to fight or be fought for the woman you love.

On the other hand, he studied fencing for 13 years.

I just don't know if this guy will give him the time to break off a branch.

For a moment, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was tense. Yu Lian looked left and right, as if weighing which one was easier to deal with, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Lu Jiefei's arm, locking it tightly, letting her weight hang down like a pendant.

"Let's go home."

Pei Shaoyuan, who had been searching for a useful branch with his eyes, immediately became annoyed. The smugness of his successful provocation vanished, and he looked at Yu Lian as if she were a traitor, feeling both heartbroken and resentful. He reached out to pull her to his side, his tone irritated.

"Why are you hugging him? Is this how siblings act? How old are you? Let him hit me, you don't need to do this for me..."

"Don't touch me with hands that have touched other people."

The two voices spoke almost simultaneously, one of them particularly cold. Lu Jiefei took a step back, along with Yu Lian who was clinging to him, just in time to avoid Pei Shaoyuan's outstretched hand.

Pei Shaoyuan was quite pleased, crossing his arms and waiting for her to hug him: "Yeah, don't touch him. Touch me instead. Now you know who you want to touch, right?"

Lu Jiefei ignored him and slowly pulled his arm out of Yu Lian's arms. Yu Lian looked up at him with wide eyes, looking shocked that he could say such a thing.

She would get angry instead.

Lu Jiefei placed his hand on the back of her neck, lifting her like a kitten, and coldly led her towards the courtyard.

Pei Shaoyuan chased after him, trying to sneak in: "I told you last time, don't discipline children like that..."

Yu Lian turned her face to glare at him, her eyes were beautiful and watery from his kiss, and she mouthed the words.

roll.

He hesitated for a second, and the courtyard door slammed shut in front of him, followed by the crackling sound of electricity.

The lights were off, the entryway was dark, and silence spread behind the door.

Lu Jiefei lowered his head, not giving her any space to escape. In the dim light, the traces left by others were no longer visible, giving his heart, which was being torn apart by pain, a moment of respite.

He ran his fingertips across her lips in the dark, his emotions overwhelming him and his senses becoming unbalanced. He didn't even know if he had used the force of someone who wanted to destroy the evidence, or if he had just gently touched her.

I touched a little bit, but I wasn't sure if it counted as her moisture.

Disgusting. Angry. Hate. Burning.

"I will no longer care about you."

He rubbed his fingertips together with such force that it seemed he was scrubbing off a layer of skin. His voice was cold and hard; he didn't want to hear Yu Lian's reply, and turned to leave. His steps were not as steady as usual.

Yu Lian was left behind in the darkness.

Standing there, motionless.

The reward has been mentioned, but what about the punishment?



After taking a shower and lying in bed, she saw the flood of messages on her screen that almost crashed her phone, and only then did she remember what she had promised Jiang Shaoheng.

I'll be making a video call at 10:30.

But it's already midnight.

The latest news is a threatening photo sent by Jiang Shaoheng, showing a knife held to the neck of a kitten plush toy—the same one he snatched from Yu Lian's phone last time.

It's really giving me a headache. Yu Lian lay on the bed, dialed a video call, and prepared to just brush it off.

It rang three times but was still not answered. Yu Lian was even a little uneasy, afraid that when she finally answered, it would be a giant pillar waiting for her.

Finally, the call connected after the last click.

She looked at it with trepidation, but thankfully it was a human head on the screen, not a corpse.

Even though it was so late, Jiang Shaoheng was still dressed neatly, and had even changed his clothes again. He wore a black and white striped jacket with the cuffs rolled up to his elbows, and underneath he wore a tie-dyed t-shirt, necklace, and earrings.

Holding a pink, fluffy pig in her arms.

She was also wearing a little outfit, a gray hoodie, and a studded collar. Her nose was short and facing the camera, and Jiang Shaoheng held it up to her face with one hand to show her.

In a high-pitched voice: "Little QQ, come and call your sister-in-law. Tell your sister-in-law to come to our house to see you."

Being called "sister-in-law" by a pig is too abstract. Yu Lian laughed in exasperation: "You're going to be the pig's older brother? Why don't you be his father?"

The little pig wasn't very cooperative, wriggling in his hands and trying to bite him, but he nimbly dodged it: "No way, my mom had my fortune told, and she said I'll only have one child in my life. This pig calls me Dad, what if it takes up my children's palace?"

He even said very seriously, "I don't know if you want children or not, so let him call me brother for now."

Yu Lian instinctively retorted, "But many people call me 'Mom,' what am I supposed to do?"

"Who called you? A man?" Jiang Shaoheng's face fell. He put the pig on the table next to him, wanting to get angry, but the pig's body blocked the camera completely at close range. He could only try to pry the pig away first. "Go away. Go to the side."

He shoved the pig into taking tiny steps, its hooves making a clattering sound on the table, but it just wouldn't budge, twisting and turning and blocking the camera.

"Do you even know how to herd pigs? You have to say 'le le le'." Yu Lian was still teasing, showing off the rural knowledge she had learned from Ao Chen.

Jiang Shaoheng was in a state of chaos and couldn't pay attention to her. He threw a snack to the pig and ate it to one side before he could finally free up his phone.

"What are you talking about? Are you one of us? You know so much." He was still angry about Yu Lian's romantic affairs, raising an eyebrow at her as his gaze swept over her face.

"Who called you 'Mom'? Are you kidding me? Have those people who call you 'Mom' ever seen you play a handicap game? Do they even have the intelligence to raise a child?"

Sometimes his sharp tongue is truly witty and to the point. Yu Lian can't stand it. Playing the endgame is a lifelong pain for her. Every time she hears that there's only one person left on our side, she regrets not dying sooner.

He was momentarily angered.

"Are you really that smart? You fought with a pig for so long, how come you didn't think of just taking the phone?"

Hearing her say that, Jiang Shaoheng remained calm and composed. He turned his phone to show the beauty light behind him, then turned it back.

"I went through a lot of trouble to adjust this, what do you know?"

Compared to his glamorous appearance, Yu Lian simply turned on a small nightlight. The straps of her nightgown clung tightly to her slender shoulders, and her freshly styled hair was fluffy and unruly. Her face was pale and delicate, bathed in a soft light, and her eyelashes cast long shadows beneath her prominent under-eye bags.

She scoffed, "Alright, stop being so frivolous. I put a small screen on for you."

She seemed quite pleased with herself, as if she had won against him, and watched his reaction with her eyelashes curled up.

What could Jiang Shaoheng possibly do? He was practically smitten. He couldn't believe that someone's disheveled and unkempt appearance could please him so much. He stared at her, unable to blink.

He talks nonsense without thinking.

"I want a larger screen, baby."

"Otherwise, what if you feel it's too small when I... later? It would be very unfair."

"Do you have a tablet? We can use that to replay the video."

"You don't have megalophobia, do you?"

He was quite considerate.