Chapter 3: Escaped

The moment her weakness was grasped and she was assaulted, a ringing sound exploded in Ye Jinshu’s mind, her little face freezing instantly.

Lin Huanhuan was also stunned, her fingertips unconsciously repeating the action.

Accidents always happen so coincidentally, like suddenly having a stomachache outside with no restroom nearby; or slipping while walking and your phone screen shattering, face up—

That’s just how unreasonable life is.

Shame overwhelmed her reason, blood rushing to her face in a flash—Ye Jinshu’s cheeks burned red, and she let out a piercing shriek.

“Ah!”

The scream was so sharp that even Dong Yun’er, standing at the doorway, heard it clearly.

Dong Yun’er sighed helplessly, “Miss really… If she’s going to do this sort of thing, she actually lets the other make noise.”

“Or maybe, Miss actually likes resistance, likes seeing the other party desperately struggle, yet unable to do anything, finally forced to give in obediently?”

“That does fit her usual style, but I hope she’ll hurry up. In just a bit, those people will break in.”

Muttering softly as if talking to herself, Dong Yun’er looked toward the main entrance, her gaze seeming to pierce through the doors, seeing the disciples of the Punishment Hall tangled up with the other servants.

*****

Back inside the room.

“So noisy! Why are you screaming so loud? My ears are about to go deaf!” Lin Huanhuan tugged at her own little face, covering her ears in complaint.

Lin Huanhuan puffed up the not-so-small white buns on her chest and said indifferently, “If you feel like you lost out, I’ll let you touch mine too.”

‘How can she say that so self-righteously? Why is she so confident?!’ Ye Jinshu’s scream was abruptly cut off, stunned speechless.

What made her even more upset was that Lin Huanhuan’s chest was so much bigger than hers.

‘She clearly has her own, yet still wants to touch mine—pervert!’

“Pervert, you filthy hooligan, how can a girl like you be like this? Why did I have to meet you?”

“Damn pervert, go die! People like you have no right to exist in this world!”

Driven mad with anger, Ye Jinshu hurled insults at her, nearly reducing her to the level of a paramecium.

Listening to those furious curses, Lin Huanhuan dug at her ear, her expression darkening.

‘What on earth is this woman saying?’

‘If you hadn’t resisted like that, how would I have touched that spot?’

‘It was clearly all your fault, at most I was just careless!’

Feeling irritated, Lin Huanhuan reached out and pinched Ye Jinshu’s cheek, squeezing lightly.

“Ow, what are you doing?”

Ye Jinshu’s red lips were pinched into a pout, her words coming out a bit slurred.

“You do something bad and won’t let anyone mention it, how wicked!”

Lin Huanhuan’s face was icy, her eyes completely expressionless as she stared silently at Ye Jinshu, making her feel chills all over, her mind snapping clearer.

“Have you forgotten? Whose hands are you in right now?”

Lin Huanhuan spoke chillingly: “From the start you’ve been cursing me for no reason. What did I do? I just touched your chest—why such a big reaction?”

“Heh, are you brain-dead? Did you really think I tied you up to treat you to a meal?”

“And you still dare to provoke me like this. Believe it or not, I’ll have my way with you in a moment, toss you on the bed, and torment you properly. Let’s see if you dare be this arrogant again!”

“Mm∽”

Ye Jinshu shook her head desperately, her face filled with terror, goosebumps breaking out as if she could already imagine that scene.

Being forcefully taken by this person before her, turned into a mere plaything.

“Hmph!” Lin Huanhuan snorted coldly, releasing her hand.

To really do it, she didn’t have the guts.

But scaring her like this—she had no fear at all.

‘I’m already playing the villain and still getting bullied? What kind of villain would that be?!’

Lin Huanhuan lifted her chin in satisfaction, like a victorious Hakimi returning home.

Seeing her like this made Ye Jinshu even more uncomfortable. She twisted her body, wanting to escape, but suddenly remembered she was tied up, without even basic freedom.

The injustice in her heart surged like a tidal wave, wave after wave.

Without realizing it, tears welled in her eyes.

Noticing Ye Jinshu’s reddening rims, Lin Huanhuan couldn’t help but ask, “Huh, are you crying?”

“I’m not.”

Ye Jinshu reflexively denied it, not wanting to show any weakness in front of this hateful person.

She tried to raise her hand to wipe her eyes, but immediately realized she was bound and couldn’t even wipe away her tears.

The feeling of grievance reached its limit, like a reservoir overflowing—her defenses instantly broke.

“Bastard, why are you treating me like this?”

“I’ve done nothing wrong, I never offended you, so why do this to me? Why does this world treat me this way, why did I have to meet a bastard like you…”

Ye Jinshu’s tears fell like rain, her voice choked, nose twitching, chest heaving violently.

No matter how mature she acted earlier, how strong she pretended to be, in the end, she was still just a young girl.

To suddenly go through something like this, to be treated this way—how could she not be afraid?

“What…what are you doing? Don’t cry.”

Lin Huanhuan, who had been single since birth and hadn’t spoken more than ten sentences to any girl other than female relatives in her last life, panicked.

How could she handle this situation?

If Ye Jinshu fought her to the death, determined to drag her down together, Lin Huanhuan wouldn’t be scared at all, she might even find it interesting.

But crying in front of her—she had no idea what to do.

Even in this life, when she threatened others, they usually either complied or resisted. No one had ever cried like this before.

This was her first time encountering this—she had absolutely no experience.

“Nonsense, I’m not crying!”

Ye Jinshu stubbornly denied it, but the tears at the corners of her eyes fell uncontrollably, making a stark contrast.

“Fine, you’re not crying. I must have gone blind just now. I apologize.”

Lin Huanhuan felt a headache coming on. She even wanted to let Ye Jinshu go immediately, but it wouldn’t do—she needed a better reason, something more convincing.

The room fell silent, the atmosphere heavy.

After a slow moment, Ye Jinshu finally calmed down. Reason told her she should continue begging Lin Huanhuan to let her go, since Lin Huanhuan seemed a bit shaken—this was a good opportunity.

But her pride wouldn’t let her. She felt conflicted.

Lin Huanhuan hesitated, not sure whether to keep taking advantage.

If she didn’t do anything, it felt out of character for her current role.

Just then, Dong Yun’er’s voice sounded from outside the door.

“Miss, sorry to interrupt, but you may have to pause for now. Our people can’t hold off the Punishment Hall disciples much longer. At most half a quarter of an hour, and they’ll break in.”

Even though it was trouble, Lin Huanhuan actually felt a sense of deliverance.

“I’m coming, I’ll be out right away.”

“Stay here and behave, don’t try anything. I’ll be back soon!”

After warning Ye Jinshu, Lin Huanhuan practically ran out of the room as if escaping.