“Ahhh, the milk tablets are all gone.”
Xu Yinsheng stared at the empty white medicine bottle, turned it upside down, and shook it vigorously, but not a single tablet fell out.
He couldn’t help but let out a despairing cry.
This stuff was like smoking.
At first, it was fine and you could quit, but after a while, you’d feel awful all over if you missed a day.
After thinking it over, he picked up his phone, turned on his voice changer, and then called Zhao Yicheng.
Ring, ring, ring…
The call had barely started ringing on his end when it was picked up on the other, as if the person was eagerly awaiting his call.
“Xiao Yin.”
Zhao Yicheng’s deep, magnetic male voice came through the phone, a bit tantalizing to the ear.
“It’s me, Lao Zhao.”
Xu Yinsheng greeted enthusiastically, but it seemed to have the opposite effect.
The gentle male voice instantly turned to one of disgust, as if he had encountered something filthy.
“Xu Ying!”
The name was spat out through gritted teeth; the sound of teeth grinding could be faintly heard.
Xu Yinsheng was already used to this and had even concocted a reason for it.
When his best friend interacted with him, it was a bond between brothers, equals, so he didn’t dare expose his own special ‘xp’ (kinks).
However, in his interactions with “Xu Ying,” Zhao Yicheng placed himself in a dominant position and naturally wanted to vent his ‘xp’.
That’s why he directed vicious words and malice towards “Xu Ying.”
To put it simply, it was a case of “to beat is to cherish, to scold is to love.”
The more disgust Zhao Yicheng showed “Xu Ying” on the surface, the more he loved her in his heart.
“Are there any milk tablets left?”
He licked his lips, craving them, and said in a coquettish tone, “I want more.”
Eat?
Why don’t you eat till you die!
The woman’s coquettish tone nearly made Zhao Yicheng, sitting in his office chair, spit out his breakfast.
This kind of wicked woman should be drowned in a river, encased in cement!
However, thinking about how much Xiao Yin trusted her, and that the two were even living together, he gritted his teeth and endured it!
He had the drug.
Xu Ying couldn’t make any big waves.
He just needed a little more time, using the drug to successfully tame her and make her a slave to desire.
Then, whether he made her ruin her own reputation and leave Xiao Yin, or had her stay by Xiao Yin’s side as an informant to gather intelligence for him, would all be up to a single thought from him.
“You want milk tablets?”
Zhao Yicheng felt not a shred of tenderness for this wicked woman in his heart.
A gold-digger, a green tea bitch, vain, a narcissist, and a masochist (an ‘m’).
He wouldn’t feel the least bit of heartache even if he played with her until she broke.
“I do.”
“Bark like a dog.”
The corners of his mouth turned up sharply, twisting his face into a slightly crazed smile.
He didn’t even notice how neurotic he was acting at that moment.
“Huh?” Xu Yinsheng was stunned.
This further confirmed his belief that Zhao Yicheng had some kind of special ‘xp’.
He really wanted to say, “Lao Zhao, while a person’s kinks are their own business, I’d still recommend you see a doctor.”
But for the sake of the delicious milk tablets, he tried to negotiate.
“Can I not bark like a dog? It’s too humiliating.”
Zhao Yicheng frowned, but then thought that it was normal for there to be resistance at the beginning of the taming process.
Sitting in his office chair, he crossed his legs and nodded slightly.
“Call me ‘Master’.”
“Huh?”
Xu Yinsheng hesitated.
How is that any less humiliating? he thought.
Isn’t there a way that isn’t so degrading?
“What? You don’t want to?”
A mischievous arc formed on Zhao Yicheng’s lips.
This kind of classic, bitchy woman needed to be thoroughly disciplined.
“Fine if you don’t want to. Then there are no more milk tablets.”
“I’ll say it, I’ll say it!”
Xu Yinsheng quickly cut in to stop him, his face flushing red.
He took a deep breath, constantly trying to convince himself.
Right now, I’m not “Xu Yinsheng,” I’m “Xu Ying.” “Xu Ying” is just a virtual identity, an avatar, a skin.
She doesn’t have a rich social life or a network of relationships.
Even if an explicit video of “Xu Ying” were to spread across the internet tomorrow, it wouldn’t affect his life—his food, clothing, housing, and transportation—as “Xu Yinsheng.”
That’s right.
No one will ever know “Xu Yinsheng.”
“Xu Ying” slowly lifted her head, a flash of seductive charm in her eyes.
Speaking into the phone, she lightly parted her vermilion lips: “Master.”
“Say it again.”
“Master.”
“Say, ‘I was wrong’.”
“Master, I was wrong.”
“Louder.”
“Master, I was wrong!”
On the other end of the line, Zhao Yicheng looked at the phone in his hand as if he could see that wicked woman kneeling piously before him, her posture humble as she tearfully cried, “Master, I was wrong.”
A sudden surge of vengeful pleasure erupted in his heart.
Serves you right for interfering.
Serves you right for stealing Xiao Yin.
Serves you right for ruining my plan.
If it weren’t for you, I’d be the one living with Xiao Yin right now.
Abruptly, he pressed his left hand against his chest.
His whole body began to twitch, while a twisted and exaggerated grin stretched across his face.
With his other hand, Zhao Yicheng suddenly yanked open the drawer under his desk, took out all the medicine bottles, poured out a handful of pills, and swallowed them all.
A wave of maniacal laughter echoed through the room.
Only then did he quiet down.
Beads of sweat dotted his forehead.
His face was pale as paper, and his body felt utterly drained.
His eyes still shimmered with remnants of madness and fear.
Zhao Yicheng rubbed his stiffened cheek muscles—pulled tight from that unnatural grin—and took a deep breath, forcing all the erratic emotions back down before returning to his seat.
“Lao Zhao? Lao Zhao? Are you okay?” came a concerned female voice from the cracked phone screen on the floor.
Zhao Yicheng picked up the phone and replied lightly,
“I’m fine.”
“That’s good. That’s good,” came the relieved voice.
Xu Yinsheng patted her chest, still shaken.
That maniacal laugh just now had genuinely frightened her.
It felt like watching a horror movie in a theater and getting jump-scared by a twisted villain.
But as she patted her chest, something felt… off.
She looked down.
Two full mounds filled her field of vision.
“When did it change again?” she muttered.
She didn’t care too much anymore.
After all, she’d been gender-swapping so often she’d lost count.
At first, it had been surprising, but now she was pretty much used to it.
“Xu Ying,” came that same calm male voice on the phone, though it now carried a trace of exhaustion.
“Here,” Xu Yinsheng responded, but couldn’t help asking with concern, “Lao Zhao, are you really okay?”
“I’m fine,” Zhao Yicheng replied, rubbing his aching temples.
He knew he badly needed sleep to calm down.
His voice carried a bit of weakness.
“Tell me, is Xiao Yin still taking her medication after he came back from that party?”
“No,” Xu Yinsheng shook her head.
Her leg had long since healed—why keep taking Yunnan Baiyao?
She’d be better off drinking a few more bottles of Pepsi to stay happy.
“Good,” Zhao Yicheng said, forcing down his inner madness and giving a gentle laugh.
All his efforts over this time hadn’t been in vain. That was enough for now.
“She’s still keeping that little dress, right?”
“It’s still in the closet,” Xu Yinsheng said, glancing at her bedroom.
That party had been surprisingly fun.
It wasn’t as stiff as she’d imagined—it was full of energy.
Especially when one of the successful guests’ female companions suggested the “Couples Spin-the-Wheel” game.
Watching a bunch of elites embarrassing themselves, Xu Yinsheng had leaned into Zhao Yicheng’s arms, laughing uncontrollably.
She still remembered how she and Zhao Yicheng got picked once.
The wheel said they had to kiss.
Her face had turned completely red in embarrassment.
Then, Lao Zhao gently kissed her forehead…
Thinking of that sweet moment, Xu Yinsheng started craving those milk tablets again.
She mumbled: “Hey, when are you giving me my milk tablets?”
“I’ll bring them to you tomorrow.”
With that, the call ended.
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Ok, this is so messed up ngl.
So Xu Yinsheng was given a drug in chapter 10.
What about the date there was mention of her going on a date with him as Yu Ying and what is this about her being an Masochist and about Zhoa love doing his kinks with her most are probably power play.