Her mind conjured up images from a horror novel buried deep in her memory, the state of the female protagonist before she was replaced, which bore an uncanny resemblance to her current situation.
She didn't want to be replaced by Yang Fei, how utterly disgusting that would be!
With a strong will, her strength gradually returned; she opened her mouth to bite the tail lodged in front of her face, the metallic sweet liquid flowing down her throat.
"You still dare to resist, interesting."
Mockery echoed in her mind, the tails around her neck and waist tightened again, and Yang Yuran felt her body about to snap as she cried out in agony.
Fortunately, the pain made her more alert. She heard someone frantically knocking on a door far away, repeatedly calling out her childhood nickname.
It was the name her father, Mr. Yang, loved to call her when she was young, Ranran!
Was it her loving father who had returned? She mustered all her strength to yell out the room's lock code.
