Thump!
The bedroom slippers fell to the floor as Yan Yiren covered her eyes with her hands. She was screaming at the top of her lungs.
Yan Yiren cursed silently to herself. That dumb hooligan!
Chu Huaijin smirked, clearly unbothered. He sat up, hurrying her just like a master. "Hurry, little maid. Get me my slippers."
"You… Put some clothes on first! Yan Yiren covered her eyes. She didn't want to see it again…
She didn't want to get sore eyes…
She hadn't even seen Ji Hanjiang this way, and now that she was looking at some stranger, she felt even more humiliated and angry.
"The slippers, hurry up." Chu Huaijin sounded impatient and no longer seemed to want to tease her.
She'd better forget it; she had to follow their rules now that she was in their house. Yan Yiren was going to put up with this!
Lowering her gaze, she tried her best not to look at him. Yan Yiren grabbed the white bedroom slippers and crouched down slightly as she roughly shoved them onto his feet.
"Done." Yan Yiren turned around and began to walk away.
She felt a tug at the knot tied at the back of her apron. It made her turn round, and she once again caught sight of that wicked smile of his.
"Young Master, is there anything else? If there isn't, I'll get going. Please let go!"
Chu Huaijin extended his long fingertips and slowly unraveled the butterfly knot. "Hasn't Steward Fang told you what a maid is supposed to do?"
"She hasn't." Yan Yiren lied without a second thought.
"Little maid, you'll be punished for lying." Chu Huaijin raised the corners of his lips raised deviously.
...
"Ah!!!"
Yan Yiren screamed at the top of her lungs, turning around as she raised her fist, ready to punch him. "You dumb hooligan!"
"Who are you scolding?" Chu Huaijin grabbed her wrist and easily stopped her, effortlessly flinging her onto the bed.
"You! You dumb hooligan! Don't even think of denying it!" Yan Yiren turned red with fury and huffed angrily.
She had guts, and she dared to scold him!
And she didn't hold back.
Chu Huaijin sultry eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze traveled down from her face. He reached out to her thin and slender neck of hers, tightening his grasp gradually.
After Yan Yiren shot her mouth off thoughtlessly, she immediately regretted it. She must have a death wish for trying to deal with him on his turf!
Oh god, her stupidity was going to drive her to her grave!
"Young… Young Master, I admit I was in the wrong." Yan Yiren swallowed thickly, taking the initiative to apologize meekly.
"Too late."
After he finished his words, Yan Yiren let out another scream.
"Ah!"
After one minute passed, Chu Huaijin couldn't take it any longer. He covered her mouth with one hand, his eyebrows knitted. "That's enough!"
He had hardly touched her. Was it really necessary for her to scream nonstop as if he had murdered her entire family?
Yan Yiren burst into angry tears. She really burst into tears!
Tears trickled down her face uncontrollably.
Chu Huaijin was unmoved. Getting up, he stood at the side of the bed, looking at her condescendingly. "What are you crying for?"
Once he let go of her, Yan Yiren immediately stood up and quickly put on the apron that had fallen onto the ground.
"What for? Why don't you try being forced to have sex with someone?! Don't act like you know what it's like when you don't!"