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

Yu Lian felt guilty for a second after seeing the message, unaware that she had been betrayed by Lu Jiefei, and replied calmly.

"Xiao Lian's inner monologue: I'm already asleep. So sleepy."

"Does the person have rabies sleep alone?"

"Has rabies: Ah, you probably don't know which door I asked you to open now."

"He has rabies: Come to the window now. If you don't, I'll smash it."

"Does it mean you have rabies, or do you need time to get dressed?"

Perhaps people always have a premonition that something bad is about to happen when they're doing something wrong. When Yu Lian saw this sentence, she couldn't help but think that she was being caught cheating.

I was filled with anxiety.

He felt a little guilty, but more so because he was afraid of Pei Shaoyuan causing trouble, and that a power struggle with Jiang Shaoheng would be terrifying.

It would be even more terrifying if the two of them teamed up to take revenge on her.

If she could, she would now prefer to be the person hiding in the closet in the traditional adultery-catching drama.

Unfortunately, he wasn't so lucky.

He sighed and got off the chair. His legs were sore and weak from being pressed down and manipulated by Jiang Shaoheng twice. Stepping on the floor felt like stepping on a carpet, with a soft, yielding sensation under his feet.

I put the shorts back on; the denim fabric clung to me, and although it was fine when I wore them, it was chafing painfully now.

She could only endure the discomfort and, after checking that there were no suspicious wet marks on her body, hurriedly opened the door and went out.

The QQ Sausage, which was lying by the door, thought she had come out to play. Its little tail swished like a propeller, and it clung warmly to Yu Lian's ankle, blocking her way. Yu Lian bent down and hugged it, almost unable to straighten her back.

The villas in the area had similar layouts and window positions; Jiang Shaoheng's house also had the small window that Pei Shaoyuan had crawled through last time. As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, they saw Pei Shaoyuan holding a stone he'd picked up somewhere, gesturing and pointing it at the windowpane.

I don't know if it's intimidation or provocation.

It was completely dark when the courtyard lights came on. His face was clouded with gloom, like a dark cloud hanging over him, and just looking at him made Yu Lian hesitate.

But then he grinned at her, a forced smile that didn't reach her eyes, his white teeth staring intently at her.

Yu Lian carried the pig over, not daring to open the door for him, and stared at him through the window for a few seconds.

Pei Shaoyuan casually tossed the stone aside and tapped the glass on her forehead with his finger.

Open the door.

He mouthed the words in a sinister tone.

From the moment Yu Lian appeared, he used the dim light to thoroughly examine her entire body, leaving no stone unturned. Lips, neck, thighs—he couldn't find any obvious marks anywhere. Only now did his heart, which had been pounding with anxiety the entire way, finally begin to ache.

The girl had very endearing eyes, with long, curled eyelashes and a round, delicate shape, easily reminding people of fragile, furry animals like cats or rabbits.

She herself was not timid. In the dark room, her eyes were exceptionally dark and clear, as if they were filled with tears. Even though she had done something wrong, she still looked at people with her eyelashes raised and she was self-righteous.

Just look at him for a few seconds, and he won't be able to vent his anger at all.

Open the door, baby.

He added.

As if confirming his harmlessness, Yu Lian walked towards the door, her gait trying to appear normal but still visibly strange.

Her plan was to take Jiang Shaoheng away before he finished washing up. As long as the two of them hadn't met, the final interpretation would still be in her hands.

The door opened.

"Listen to me..."

She was suddenly pulled into a hug, her back was already sore, and her arms were sore from being squeezed so tightly. The pig in her arms squealed as it was squeezed between her two chests.

The gray hair tickled his neck, and Pei Shaoyuan sniffed it for a while before looking up again, his eyes seeming to be red.

"What are you doing here?"

There was a barely perceptible tremor in her voice. Yu Lian looked down to see if the pig had been squeezed into a hamburger patty. Hearing his question, she didn't have time to explain much and nudged him towards the outside.

"You come with me first..."

His chin was lifted up by two fingers. The camera swayed, and he wasn't wearing earrings today; his ear piercings were bloody, as if they had been forcibly torn.

"Go out? Of course we need to go out, but not now."

The door slammed shut, and before Yu Lian could react, she was suddenly lifted up by him, pig and all, in one arm. He held her like a baby, his nose rubbing against her soft belly, and strode inside.

The hatred in his voice was undisguised. He was almost speaking through gritted teeth.

"Your clothes are covered in your stench, don't you know that?"

Yu Lian braced herself on his shoulder, but before she could even yell at him, the pig's constant squealing interrupted her.

Someone gave my butt a light tap.

"Don't yell. Are you really upset? You're in such a hurry to take me away because you want to protect him, aren't you? I won't kill him, I promise."

Pei Shaoyuan was already tall, and when he was lifted up, he reached a terrifying height. The pig was still squealing, which made Yu Lian's eardrums hurt. She deliberately moved the pig closer to Pei Shaoyuan's ear.

He didn't falter at all because of the pig's squeals, heading straight for the second floor with a clear goal. Finding the elevator inconvenient, he took the stairs, carrying the person with him as he walked briskly.

Not panting at all.

"I told you, don't even think about pleading for him; no matter how many times you shout, it won't do any good."

Yu Lian shut up. She leaned on his shoulder, resigned to her fate, and let him be.

There's simply no way to communicate with him; he's completely absorbed in treating her like a pig.

Perhaps this is what happens when a heartless person acts like a pig.

Yu Lian silently covered the pig's mouth with her hand.

The entire second floor was lit up, and almost as soon as I came up, the person I was looking for emerged from the master bedroom. She was wearing only a bath towel, her skin a milky white, her smoothly defined shoulder and arm muscles and her triangular waist fully exposed. The towel was half-wet, casting a long silhouette. Her sensuality hit me even before the dampness.

Lost in thought, a smile played on her lips. Holding a small, round mirror no bigger than her palm, she pulled all her wet hair back from her head, glanced at herself for a second, and then, dissatisfied, pulled out a few strands that hung down above her eyebrows.

This perfectly matches Pei Shaoyuan's stereotypical image of a slutty and promiscuous male mistress. Because he is exactly like that.

Turning his head to look, Yu Lian was leaning on his shoulder, secretly looking at the male mistress's abs.

He laughed angrily, wishing he could strip naked right now and press Yu Lian's face against his abs so she could see whose were prettier and bigger.

Is it because you've been eating too many big meals that you sometimes crave simple porridge and side dishes?

The staircase is located at the back of the master bedroom. Jiang Shaoheng was too engrossed in styling when he came out and didn't notice the person standing there. Hearing the noise, he turned around and looked over.

Eyes facing each other.

The pig's eyes were covered by Yu Lian, and Yu Lian's eyes were covered by Pei Shaoyuan.

The two men, eyes wide open, stared at each other in silence for a second.

Jiang Shaoheng's mind hadn't quite caught up yet. He'd never seen the man in front of him before. He had messy gray hair, slanted eyes, and stood there expressionless, fierce and cold.

It looks like he'll pull out a knife and stab him to death any second now.

Yu Lian, who had just been licked all over by him, obediently lay in the man's arms, her waist slumped, showing no sign of being forced. She didn't even turn around to look at him, completely indifferent.

It's like feeding a wary stray kitten for a long time, thinking that if you feed it a little more, you can take it home, only to find that it already has an owner.

Breathing became difficult, my voice caught in my throat, I had so much to say. Who are you? What right do you have to hug her? Get out of my house and watch me.

"Yu Lian." Her words came out much calmer than she had imagined. "Come here."

"Come to your husband."