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She knew why these people were so surprised. She had already been here for four years, growing up from a little girl to who she was now, and she had never taken the initiative to speak up before, not to mention speaking in such a tone with Third Young Master.
Third Young Master only looked at her and smiled.
How are you going to leave?
He can do a lot of things for us with one hand left.
You want to let him do things for us.
His fate is in your hands, he can only follow your orders in the future.
Makes sense.
Third Young Master’s tone changed.
But I don’t understand why you want to keep him alive.
She did not dare to speak.
Third Young Master said,
It’s rare that you spoke up, how can I refuse you? We’ll listen to you, spare his hand and his life.
She did not show any expression, and only nodded her head as thanks and left. She did not look at anyone in the house and walked straight out, as though she was not the one that those people were talking about.
After that, Song Nianmu thought of the reason why she wanted to save Xiao Ye at that time. She guessed that it was probably because she saw Xiao Ye’s eyes. She could not see his features clearly, they were all covered in blood, but she could still clearly see his bright eyes. And she was gripped by that moment.
How to describe that kind of feeling? She seemed to see herself kneeling at Third Young Master’s feet. He had never given in, even if he was afraid of everything that was about to happen. The 11-year-old Song Nianmu was also very frightened at that time. She had wished for a person to come and save her, because she was completely helpless.
That was why she wanted to help the bloodied boy, as though she was helping herself from that time.
She saw Xiao Ye again when Third Young Master dragged him to her side. The injuries on his face were nearly healed, there were only some bruises left, but this did not stop her from seeing that he was still young and delicate, just like she had been at that time.
He seemed to be more docile compared to that day, standing beside Third Young Master with his head lowered, waiting for his orders.
Third Young Master handed Xiao Ye over to her, telling her to bring him around first. Familiarize him with the place, and whatever she wanted to do to him was her own wish.
After Third Young Master left, Xiao Ye followed beside her. When she turned back to do her work, he spoke softly into her ear, thanking her.
But she did not plan to get too close with Xiao Ye. She did not speak with him often, and when she did she would use a cold tone, and immediately leave after she had finished speaking.
She originally thought that many things would happen just as expected. She was still the same in the past, she did not like to speak, she behaved coldly, she was ruthless when fighting, and she would smile charmingly in front of her targeted victims.
She originally thought that some things would probably never change until her death.
But these were just an assumption on her part.
Everything slowly changed from the night she turned 19.
That night, she screwed up her orders from Third Young Master for the first time.
Everything could have proceeded smoothly. But she drank an additional cup of water when she sat on the bed in the hotel room that man had booked.
She had already gotten what she wanted, and she only had to use a bath as an excuse to turn the water on in the bathroom, stay for a while and wait for her people to come and fetch her. But she felt dizzy when she entered the bathroom, so she leaned against the wall and rested for a while, and only then she realized that the water that man had given her was drugged.
She felt dizzier and dizzier, and the light above seemed to be spinning around when she raised her head and looked at it. Her body felt like jelly, as though there was no strength left in her. She cursed, wanting to use the door to hold herself up so that she could walk to the side of the bathtub and wash her face to wake herself up.
But the floor was wet, and she slipped and fell onto the ground with a thud. She groaned, and the man outside heard her. He knocked on the door and asked how she was. She blinked her eyes with tremendous effort, shook her head, and spoke in a sweet voice as she did before,
Nothing. Wait for me for a while.
She managed to stand up using the basin as support and looked into the mirror at herself. Her legs were shaking and she could not even stand properly. She felt as though the world was spinning around her. She would not be able to hold on much longer if it continued like this. She took out her phone from her clothes and wanted to call for them to come up earlier, but there was no signal.
The man outside was still asking her teasingly,
Baby! Baby! Are you done? … I’m coming in if you don’t say anything.
She replied,
Almost, wait two more minutes.
She could not drag this on any longer. She did not know when the people downstairs would come up, and there was only the man and her in this room. She could not walk out like this.
She unzipped her clothes and pulled out a small knife she kept for emergency. She took a towel from the rack above the basin and put it into her mouth. She closed her eyes, held the knife and ruthlessly slashed her back.
Fresh blood immediately flowed out, the pain piercing right through the fog in her brain, and she woke up from her daze. She gritted her teeth, her head full of cold sweat, and she took a towel to tie around her injury.
The man outside was still urging her.
When will you be done… I’ve waited for so long…
She wrapped her nightclothes tightly around her, covering the the injury on her back. Maintaining the calm that she tried hard to keep, she cleared her throat and said,
Coming… I’m putting my clothes on…
The man outside already was impatiently taking out his keys to open the door. Only a towel was wrapped around the lower half of his body, and he had a wretched smile on his face. Song Nianmu immediately resumed wearing a charming smile on her face and walked towards him.
Why are you in such a hurry… You couldn’t even wait for me to finish bathing.
The man placed his hand on the part of her back that was uninjured, and she secretly released a sigh of relief internally. She did not dare to let him see her back. She was still bleeding from her injury, the back of her clothes probably stained red.
She remained alert from the pain and faced him, planning to tease him as usual. That man stretched out a slimy plump hand and slid it towards her chest.
Her expression remained obscure, and she took and held on to his hand, secretly preventing him from moving it further down.
Little miss… You already promised to come with me tonight… Why are you so reserved now?
The man was still smiling.
Why are you in such a hurry, you’re not fun at all.
Her head started to spin again, even her gaze was becoming blurry. She tried her best to remain calm, and silently gave herself a pinch on her injured area.
She seemed to have bled a lot, the pain making her wide awake. She wiped the traces of blood on her right hand away on her back, remained smiling and served a glass of wine to the man.
Drink a little first and warm your body up, you can do whatever you want later.
The man’s smiled turned more lewd.
Really?
The man in front of her had a special identity. She still remembered Third Young Master’s words:
Take the item, and leave him unharmed.
She strove to keep her emotions at bay, to stop herself from grabbing the knife and slashing him across the throat. She could only do her best to drag the time and wait for the people below to come up and fetch her so that she could leave.
But she did not know whether it was because of the cup of water she had drunk earlier, or that something had happened to the people below, but there was still no knock on the door even after waiting for so long.
She did not know she could hold on for how much longer. The effects of the drug seemed to be getting stronger, and even the pain of her back could not stop the strong feeling of dizziness anymore. Sometimes she felt that her eyes were clearly opened, the sound of the man’s wretched laughter beside her, yet she could no longer see anything.
You sure held on for a long time…
She heard that man whispering into her ear.
You took my things, and you don’t even want to give me a little tidbit, aren’t you shameless!
His face was close to hers, and Song Nianmu finally could blurrily see a line of sight. She struggled to stand up, but crashed to the ground before she could even do so, panting heavily.
Save your strength… The dose was three times stronger, you won’t be able to wake up tomorrow. Just lie back and enjoy it later.
She wanted to open her mouth and speak, to fling a few curses at that man, and yet she could not even form a complete sentence.
Do you believe… that the next few days… will be terrible for you.
Aiyo… what a cold-hearted beauty… I’d long heard that… the woman next to Third Young Master is young and outstanding. Now that I’ve seen you today, I realized that these are all true.
The wretched man’s hand lingered around her chest area, and Song Nianmu felt like vomiting, but she had no strength. She was pressed into the ground by him, and she could blurrily make out the man pulling down her bathrobe and leaning forward to kiss her.
She felt that she could not hold on any longer.
She closed her eyes, not wanting to witness something so disgusting. In her daze she seemed to hear pounding from the outside, but she could no longer think, and she remained lying on the ground like a corpse.
It was Xiao Ye who knocked the door down. He was originally supposed to come up and fetch her with another person. They had been waiting downstairs, waiting for her message saying that she had accomplished the mission before going up. But they were stopped on their way up, attacked by a group of people with rods.
Xiao Ye fought tooth and nail to get rid of their attackers, and when he suddenly realized that something had probably happened to Sister Lina, he rushed upstairs in a craze. He followed the original plan and knocked on the door twice, but there was no response. Xiao Ye then knocked the door down and as he expected, the first thing that he saw was Sister Lina being pressed onto the ground by that man, her clothes tousled and she was not moving.
That man was terribly overweight, the top half of his body full of jiggling fats. He had not even stood up yet when Xiao Ye sped over and mercilessly sent a flying kick to his head.
After that man was off her body, Song Nianmu took a deep breath, forced herself to wake up and pulled her clothes around her.
