It was like the traditional dress of a country from a single planet in a pre-leap era.
Like the slit of a qipao.
But Yan Su had accidentally torn it a bit too much. The slit went all the way up to her ribs, which truly made her a little anxious.
What should I do? I definitely won’t be able to wear this again…
What if I really make Master angry?
Yan Su’s tail slapped against the nearby sink. The pain barely kept her conscious enough to answer Lin Jianheng’s question.
“I can’t get it off… Ma-Master, please help me.” The sob in her voice was real.
The fear and nervousness were also real.
When Lin Jianheng hurriedly pushed open the door, the sudden longing that flashed through Yan Su’s heart was also real.
Their breaths caught at the same moment. Lin Jianheng saw a sight that was enough to make her heart stop.
Yan Su was frantically covering herself, her body mostly exposed.
The skirt had perhaps been torn while she was trying to take it off. The originally form-fitting tightness had burst open, no longer enveloping all of Yan Su, revealing her instead.
The apricot blossom color against the cool gray made her skin look incredibly fair.
Within that tear, faintly visible…
It made the tips of Lin Jianheng’s ears burn.
She gradually realized that Yan Su’s figure was truly excellent.
Not just beautiful in clothes.
Even now, she was extremely beautiful, making one feel a little…
…reluctant to look away.
This feeling was unfamiliar. Lin Jianheng had never had such an experience.
She didn’t know it was desire. She just couldn’t control herself and took a step forward.
She wanted to get closer to Yan Su, to caress her exposed waist, her hips…
She wanted to lightly bring a damp shiver to Yan Su.
She wanted to kiss her.
Lin Jianheng even averted her gaze for a second.
This had never happened before. She never had many thoughts when looking at anyone’s body.
Female, male, statues, magazines, clothed, or unclothed.
But at this moment, Lin Jianheng felt her own breath growing hot.
It gradually peeled away her disguise, her rationality.
It dug out the inner self she didn’t dare to think about, didn’t dare to look at.
It must be extremely filthy.
“Master…” Yan Su was still sobbing.
Just like that scene during their shopping trip.
Back then, Lin Jianheng hadn’t thought much of it, but now her mind was surprisingly active.
She wondered, could Yan Su actually be deceiving her?
Could Yan Su also harbor some kind of unspeakable desire?
In that one second of shared breathlessness, Lin Jianheng thought of many things.
In the end, she couldn’t resist the succubus’s whimper.
Yan Su’s crying shattered Lin Jianheng’s train of thought, knocking her nascent ideas back into an embryonic state.
Lin Jianheng walked forward and pinched Yan Su’s collar with one hand.
But then she saw the mark on Yan Su’s neck.
The collar had already been removed.
Yet it seemed as if it were still hanging there.
The area was indented and red, imprinted with two characters.
—Jian Heng
Her own original name, a name carrying her family’s hopes and blessings, was imprinted on her succubus.
And it was on her throat, a person’s most vulnerable spot.
Following Lin Jianheng’s movement, Yan Su tilted her head back slightly. Her Adam’s apple, usually indistinct on a woman, became prominent at this moment.
It presented the two characters, Jian Heng, right before Lin Jianheng’s eyes.
For a moment, Lin Jianheng thought, Yan Su is mine now.
She could grip Yan Su’s neck, apply pressure, or caress it gently.
Her palm faced the imprint on Yan Su’s neck—a mark of injury, yet a symbol of honor.
She could touch that indented name and praise Yan Su, or she could scold her for her shameless seduction.
She was full of freedom now; she could do anything.
More than any other day, she wished she were Jian Heng, so that the name carved on Yan Su would be hers alone.
So Lin Jianheng made her move.
Her trimmed nails scraped across Yan Su’s throat.
Eliciting a slight tremble and a hint of daze.
“Good girl.” Lin Jianheng sneered, her tone full of praise.
She returned to her position of complete dominance.
Now, she was Yan Su’s mommy again.
A teardrop slid onto the back of Lin Jianheng’s hand.
Yan Su knew what was on her neck.
This was the usurper’s sick hobby. The previous master liked to make Yan Su wear it for a whole day, regardless of her comfort.
Then, after taking it off at the end of the day, she would force Yan Su to look at herself in the mirror.
She would pinch Yan Su’s neck and make her tilt her head up, completely revealing those humiliating characters.
Her subordinate relationship, her status as a pet—all were reinforced by this temporary brand.
She even had to endure pain and all sorts of discomfort, only to receive such a sharp bitterness in the end.
But in this second.
When Lin Jianheng’s hand touched her name—the brand carved on her body, as if a mark of possession.
Yan Su’s heart was filled with an indescribable joy, so much so that she shed tears.
She finally bore her master’s brand.
She wanted to become her master’s property, a little pet through and through.
She would nestle safely in her master’s arms.
Asking for nothing, only not to be abandoned.
Lin Jianheng didn’t shake off the tear on the back of her hand.
That teardrop went from scalding to ice-cold in just a second.
Her heart went from normal temperature to scalding in just a second as well.
Lin Jianheng followed through with force.
She tore the newly bought, blood-stained dress that Yan Su had already ripped, tearing it further.
Her hand, just as she had imagined, pressed against Yan Su’s skin.
Through that slit, born just for her.
Slowly, it pressed against the curve that seemed to have grown for her.
“From now on, take it off like this. Understand?” Lin Jianheng gave another tug.
The poor form-fitting dress was torn into two pieces.
It fell heavily to the floor.
Yan Su’s eyelashes trembled; she couldn’t express how excited she was.
The small of her back was very hot.
Pressed against by the hand she adored, even the area below went weak.
As if she were a delicious pastry.
Being slowly eaten by her master.
“So, Sister Yan…” Lin Jianheng moved behind Yan Su.
This collar was too domineering, too much.
It had even left the two characters “Jian Heng” above Yan Su’s gland.
No need to wish I were Jian Heng. Lin Jianheng exhaled.
She knew her original name was Jian Heng.
Yan Su was her succubus.
“Do you want to be marked?” Lin Jianheng caressed her own name.
Following the motion, she pressed on the poor nape of Yan Su’s neck, on her full gland.
A succubus’s recovery ability was indeed strong. Just yesterday it had been bitten red and blue.
Now it had returned to a lovely light pink.
Lin Jianheng ignored her own desire.
She pretended that this marking, too, did not come from her.
It was what Yan Su wanted, which was why she had made all these moves.
It was also her fault for not seeing it that afternoon.
Asked so directly, Yan Su was at a loss.
It seemed she wanted more than just to be marked.
She wanted even more…
To be completely possessed by Lin Jianheng.
Could she have such deep, dark thoughts?
Would Lin Jianheng satisfy her depravity just as she satisfied her wish to be marked?
“I… want to.” In the end, Yan Su didn’t say it out loud.
She thought Lin Jianheng would understand.
That she would see her sweat, her blush.
Lin Jianheng hadn’t even figured out her own lust, suppressing it as much as possible. How could she know what Yan Su was thinking?
She just hugged Yan Su.
As if they were about to begin some kind of depravity.
But there were no further actions, only the sinking of canines into the nape of Yan Su’s neck.
A marking was inevitably lengthy.
Biting her, Lin Jianheng finally understood why she always overindulged.
Yan Su’s pheromones were… too delicious for her.
The fragrance of peach blossoms, the sweetness of honey pears, and even milk to balance the richness.
Savoring it carefully, there was even a hint of bitter char, the alluring scent of ambergris and dried roses—astringent, but not unpleasant.
It was exactly like eating a dessert, with the added bonus of Yan Su’s cuteness and softness.
That’s why Lin Jianheng couldn’t control herself and always wanted to bite for a long time.
To give her everything she had.
But this time, Lin Jianheng was even less able to control herself.
And she failed to notice.
Her hand unconsciously caressed Yan Su’s tattoo, the soft downy hair…
And her tail.
Yan Su melted in her palm, and a moment later, fell into her arms.
Her body was a mess.
“Stay with me…” Yan Su’s mind was hazy, but her thoughts grew clearer.
She knew what she wanted to do.
Before, when Lin Jianheng came and went, she never spoke up, never dared to show her heart.
But this time she couldn’t help it, and tugged on the corner of Lin Jianheng’s clothes.
Yes. Lin Jianheng remained on the side of civilization.
Still with plenty of coverings, blocking instinct and black mud.
But Yan Su had nothing left, as if her flesh had been gnawed away, leaving her bones exposed.
She was left with shame, vanity, and lust.
All of it was exchanged into Lin Jianheng’s mouth during the marking.
She was the captured prey.
But she was proactive, wanting her hunter, her master.
To bite her open.
Lin Jianheng had already vented her animalistic desires during the marking. Now, she was just covered in hot sweat.
“Can you? Master.” This was Yan Su’s first request.
The first one to come from her heart.
Lin Jianheng readily agreed.
“Just stay with me, you don’t have to…” Yan Su spoke too late.
Lin Jianheng had already tossed aside everything unnecessary and turned her head to look at Yan Su.
Half an hour had passed since the collar was removed.
The master’s brand had faded.
The new brand had deepened.
The Alpha’s pheromones were running rampant inside Yan Su’s body.
Making her burn all over.
Not to mention…
Lin Jianheng’s palm was on her waist.
“I used to fool around with my friends like this too.” Lin Jianheng thought it was a bit of a shame.
After puberty, her best friend Xu Yuantong awakened to her orientation, and they never scrubbed each other’s backs in the bath again.
Another sentence that chilled half of Yan Su’s heart.
“H-h-how about, you, you go first…” Suddenly, she didn’t want to bathe with Lin Jianheng so much anymore.
“Shy? Come on, we’re both girls, what’s the big deal?” Lin Jianheng held Yan Su tight.
So soft.
Such a beautiful body.
She took the body wash and patted it onto Yan Su, the slippery feeling enveloping them both.
Yan Su suddenly spread her wings, making Lin Jianheng jump back.
“This shy?” After two seconds of silence, Lin Jianheng found an excuse for Yan Su.
“You, you were too sudden, just, touching me like that…” Yan Su couldn’t speak of her own bitterness, her inexplicable jealousy.
But that feeling was truly awful, like being thrown into the rain for a night by the black market boss because no one would buy her due to her tattoos.
Even worse than that.
Before Lin Jianheng arrived, Yan Su’s life was all darkness; she was accustomed to pain and loneliness.
Now that this feeling had returned, it made her want to cry.
And she had to hold it in.
She was… Lin Jianheng’s pet.
She couldn’t have such strange thoughts.
A pet could act up, could cross boundaries—that was part of their fun, and Lin Jianheng would tolerate it.
But she couldn’t lose her place, couldn’t dream of overstepping her bounds.
“Then… do you still want me to stay?” Lin Jianheng felt an indescribable weariness.
Perhaps she was affected by Yan Su’s unconscious spiritual power, or perhaps by the fatigue after the marking.
Or perhaps… she had suppressed herself for too long and was now completely unsure of her own feelings.
In any case, the moment Yan Su pushed her away, she bit her lower lip.
She wanted to rush forward without another word.
She wanted to pull open Yan Su’s wings and rub soap on her helpless body.
She wanted to see Yan Su at her mercy, to be that dangerous knife.
“I do.” Yan Su found her own wound.
She quietly cut it open, using the pain to clear her head and return to her previous obedience.
“Can you? Master. I want… you to watch me.” The wound hurt a lot.
“I’m scared…”
Lin Jianheng unconsciously glimpsed the flash of blood and inexplicably relaxed.
“Don’t be scared. I only wanted to help you scrub because I like you. If you don’t like it, then forget it.” The same old words, spoken with considerable ease.
“Then, next time…” Yan Su quietly extended a clean hand.
“Then you have to keep your promise, okay?” Lin Jianheng didn’t hesitate, linking her hand with the succubus’s.
Perhaps in the deepest, deepest part of her heart, Lin Jianheng truly wanted it.
To bathe with Yan Su.
Not just for simple fun.
Yan Su didn’t know why, but Lin Jianheng was sleeping in her bed again.
Yan Su was very nervous.
She originally needed time to think about her own strangeness. What was wrong with her, why was she so fickle with the master who treated her best?
This wasn’t like her.
She… had undergone training in the underground black market. She understood very well what to say and do as a pet.
But recently, she had been acting abnormally, becoming less and less like a pet under Lin Jianheng’s encouragement.
Yes, Lin Jianheng had said they were friends.
But Yan Su was stubborn and didn’t want to be that friend.
The relationship between friends was so faint. It could dissipate in a few days. With Lin Jianheng’s good personality and strong family background, would she be lacking for a friend?
A pet was different.
Up until now, wasn’t she Lin Jianheng’s only pet?
Yan Su thought she wanted to protect her position, which was why she had to obey Lin Jianheng.
But what if Lin Jianheng was slowly downgrading their relationship, turning her from a one-of-a-kind pet into an ordinary friend?
Yan Su wanted to go back to the past.
Back to when she was Lin Jianheng’s most obedient little pet, the most docile succubus.
But Lin Jianheng was sleeping beside her, holding her.
…She must want me to warm her bed, right?
Yan Su closed her eyes, planning to be a good, obedient pillow.
She could be very warm, and also very soft.
Would Lin Jianheng be satisfied?
Not two minutes later, Lin Jianheng did indeed press closer.
“Sister Yan~” Lin Jianheng wanted to apologize for what happened earlier.
“I’m sorry, Sister. I was in a strange mood just now, I don’t know why. Was I harsh with you? Did I bite you too hard, and pour body wash on you without considering your wishes?” She had always been the one good at communication, never letting a friend carry negative feelings overnight.
“It’s okay…” Yan Su hadn’t expected Lin Jianheng to talk about this.
She was just a plaything in Lin Jianheng’s palm.
Just a very ordinary succubus, a pet with no special features.
Why was Lin Jianheng so good to her?
It made her… unable to return to how she used to be.
Yan Su clenched her jaw.
“It’s okay.” It’s okay. I’ll try harder.
She only wanted to be Lin Jianheng’s pet, not her friend.
“No, it’s not okay. It’s my fault. I don’t know what I was thinking then. I should have asked you; I didn’t respect your feelings.”
Lin Jianheng hugged her, feeling a sense of peace. She just thought Yan Su was wonderful.
If it had been her best friend or roommate, they would definitely have been angry with her.
“Sister, you’re so good… I like you so much.” Lin Jianheng was sincere, pressing against Yan Su’s back.
Nuzzling against her earnestly.
Yan Su stiffened into a statue.
Lin Jianheng… what did she say?
She’s so good, she likes me?
Is it really true…
An itch spread across Yan Su’s back.
A subtle itch, seeping through her skin and into her flesh.
Then flowing into her heart.
Yan Su’s lips trembled.
Don’t like me.
She turned over, looking at the slightly dazed Lin Jianheng in the darkness.
Lin Jianheng’s eyes still held a light, like scattered stars, as if they could see through all of Yan Su’s filthy thoughts.
The tip of her nose stung. Yan Su was about to wear these starlights too, only hers were tears.
“Master…” Any more words were stuck in her throat. What else could Yan Su say?
Don’t pull me out of the abyss only to leave me behind. Don’t treat me as just an dispensable friend.
How could she possibly say such words?
“What’s wrong? Not sleeping?” Lin Jianheng moved closer again, her hand caressing Yan Su’s back.
This time, there was no ambiguity. It was so hot it made Yan Su want to flee, yet so cool it startled her heart.
“Not sleepy.” Yan Su lowered her gaze.
Only to hide her tears.
“Then let’s chat?” Lin Jianheng thought of a topic, but found there was nothing much to say.
She had been in this era for so many days, most of which were spent dealing with various troubles. She hadn’t had time for many recreational activities.
But Yan Su actually spoke up.
“Then can you tell me who Xu Yuantong is?” Yan Su was determined to let Lin Jianheng’s knife pierce her heart.
She didn’t want to hold onto any illusions.
She only wanted to be Lin Jianheng’s pet.
“Sure. Xu Yuantong was my best friend in the world I used to live in.”
Lin Jianheng did it.
With just one sentence, she could utterly defeat Yan Su.
Before, it was a caress, a marking. Now, Lin Jianheng didn’t even need to make a move.
She stood before Yan Su, smiling and extending a hand.
And Yan Su was already in pain down to the depths of the abyss.
Yan Su closed her eyes. She had to keep listening, to hear the whole story.
And then sever that foolish, wishful thinking.
…
“I met her in elementary school. We lived in the same complex and went to the same school, but different classes. She had a serious illness, and her mental state was very poor during that time. I happened to pass by after school one day and stayed with her for a night to cheer her up.”
Lin Jianheng recalled her past with her best friend, her smile inevitably tinged with a helpless irony.
What was really going on in the world she used to live in?
Xu Yuantong, Canglin Zhixian—were they the same person? Just like Lin Jianheng and Jian Heng.
“After that, we got to know each other. For a very long time, we went to and from school together. I stayed with her through the most difficult period after her illness. She said I was her first friend, and coincidentally, she was my first good friend too.”
Lin Jianheng wasn’t unpopular, but most of her relationships were just casual acquaintances.
Xu Yuantong was her first close friend.
They shared the secrets of the night, two children unvalued by their families, running together in the twilight.
“But her family was much better off than mine. After she recovered, her family moved her out of my shabby little neighborhood. But we were still at the same school. She came to play with me every day, and I went to find her too.”
“Oh, right. We also played master and pet. I was the master, too. But that was all in elementary school, just for fun. I was less than ten years old back then…”
Yan Su opened her eyes.
Ah, so that’s how it was…
So, she wasn’t even her master’s first and only pet.
Yan Su couldn’t hear the rest of the words.
Lin Jianheng spoke intermittently for a long time.
She watched as the person beside her’s breathing slowly evened out.
But she couldn’t stop.
There was nothing suspicious about her and her best friend. Even recalling it now, she still missed Xu Yuantong very much, still liked her very much.
After transmigrating, or rather, after returning, the only thing Lin Jianheng regretted was Xu Yuantong.
She didn’t know how sad Xu Yuantong would be when she died suddenly in her original world.
But now?
This feeling had soured upon seeing Canglin Zhixian.
It was no longer pure. Lin Jianheng began to wonder who Xu Yuantong really was, and whether she had a motive for getting close to her.
…How awful.
To destroy her precious memories, the only part of her previous life worth preserving.
If Yan Su also had a motive for approaching her…
Lin Jianheng didn’t dare to imagine how much pain she would be in.
No. Yan Su was bought and taken away by “her”.
How could she have another motive?
Lin Jianheng quietly reached out, not wanting to disturb Yan Su’s sleep, and hugged her, unable to stop herself.
“Sister Yan…” Lin Jianheng noticed the sob in her own voice and forced a smile.
No one was watching, but she still insisted on not showing unnecessary vulnerability.
“Sister, Sister Yan.” But the one in her arms was no one else.
It was her Yan Su.
Lin Jianheng dropped the meaningless smile. A line of tears slid from the corner of her eye, flowing wantonly onto Yan Su’s clothes.
“Ah, I’m sorry…” After a long moment, she apologized with a trembling voice, kissing away the tear.
“It’s okay now. At least in this world, I don’t know her.” Just assume her experiences in the last life were all real, that she’s already dead, and this is a new life.
“You are my best friend in this world.” Lin Jianheng clung to her unconsciously, pressing against Yan Su’s neck.
The tips of her hair brushed gently past.
“So, good night, my best Sister Yan. I’ll like you tomorrow, too.”
Lin Jianheng closed her eyes.
A long time passed.
Yan Su slowly opened her eyes, which were brimming with tears.
She had heard everything.
Including Lin Jianheng’s vulnerability, her pretense of strength, and her final confession.
She… wanted to ask for a little more.
But Yan Su was still a pet.
And Lin Jianheng was still the master.
Lin Jianheng slowly opened her eyes. Last night, she’d had a very chaotic dream.
In the first half of the dream, she was living in her not-at-all-happy original world, reading messages from Xu Yuantong while staying up all night working overtime.
Just like the period before her sudden death.
But in the middle, she didn’t die. She remained in her original world.
After staying up all night to finish her work, the results were stolen by the most pretentious guy in her group.
Not just hers. He took the entire group’s results to suck up to the boss.
The boss quite appreciated him. It had a certain boys’ love vibe.
Lin Jianheng’s way of thinking had gradually transformed into that of the new world, so she cut the man down.
With her special ability.
It was a dream, after all, so no one found it strange that she had a special ability in her original world. She just took her crystals and hacked away, cutting down Lin Xuyi, cutting down her scumbag father who PUA’d her all day, and cutting down the male deskmate who had once snapped her bra strap.
She even passed off the crystals from her ability as diamonds and sold them for money.
If it had ended there, it could have barely counted as a satisfying “wolf in sheep’s clothing” power fantasy dream.
But then Xu Yuantong suddenly found her and said she would help her escape.
They walked through corridors with flickering lights, through dark and oppressive spaces.
They passed through rooms full of plastic and insulators.
Opening one door after another, which seemed to lead backward in time.
Lin Jianheng was trapped in the center of the room. Xu Yuantong opened her purple eyes and bared her sharp teeth.
And devoured her.
Lin Jianheng woke up with a start at that point, taking several deep breaths before realizing it was just a dream.
And not what would have happened in her original world if she hadn’t successfully transmigrated.
After all, it was too absurd. She had lived for over twenty years and had never heard of anyone having special abilities.
Perhaps it was a case of “what you think about by day, you dream about by night.”
Lin Jianheng slowly returned to the stability of reality.
At least in this world, she didn’t need to personally cut those people down—they no longer existed.
At least this world was her original world. She just didn’t know why she had lost her memory, or why she had been away for at least two years.
Lin Jianheng wanted to hug the person beside her pillow to regain the feeling that she was still alive.
But she didn’t feel the familiar warmth and softness.
“…Sister Yan?” Lin Jianheng sat up abruptly.
Her heart pounded, and fear instantly made her scalp tingle.
But then she saw a furry lump by the bed.
“Yan Su? Sister Yan?” Lin Jianheng slowly calmed her breathing and cautiously approached the lump that seemed to be Yan Su.
“What’s wrong? Want to pretend to be a kitten today?” Her Sister Yan would be cute even as a cat.
Lin Jianheng saw the succubus’s perked-up tail and really wanted to give it a tug.
She reached out, but before she could touch the tail, Yan Su looked up.
Lin Jianheng’s hand landed on top of Yan Su’s head, turning the motion into a pat.
“Good morning, my cute Sister Yan~” Lin Jianheng stroked Yan Su’s soft, smooth red hair, then poked her cheek and scratched her chin like a cat.
Yan Su really did act like a kitten, squinting and tilting her head up, her tail held high and swaying, seemingly enjoying it.
So cute.
Lin Jianheng petted her a few more times.
In her original world, she never got to properly play with her bestie’s cat.
Now she had her own humanoid kitten.
“Let’s go get breakfast.” Lin Jianheng was just about to take Yan Su’s hand and pull her up.
But Yan Su suddenly became flustered, knelt back on the floor, maintained her proper posture, and looked at Lin Jianheng.
As if looking at a true master.
“Master, do you require my wake-up service?” Yan Su was still a little nervous.
This was part of her training. But Yan Su had never tried it before.
Previously, she was locked up all day, so there was no chance of sleeping with her master.
After Lin Jianheng arrived, she didn’t treat her as a plaything at all, clinging to her for hugs every day.
Yan Su was determined not to let her emotions overflow, not to notice that subtlety.
She would be a good pet for Lin Jianheng, and she would keep her word.
“Hmm?” Lin Jianheng didn’t quite understand.
She had never seen Yan Su act like this before.
“Allow me to serve you, Master.” Yan Su placed herself in the position of a maid.
Becoming an obedient kitten.
She couldn’t, she couldn’t hold it in.
Master is Master. It’s impossible for Master to agree to her unreasonable requests.
All her feelings, she had to digest them herself.
So, let her serve Lin Jianheng.
In the hierarchy of high and low, she would gradually find herself again, find that familiar feeling.
Yan Su moved shyly, seeming to look forward to it.
Lin Jianheng wanted to say that she didn’t need Yan Su’s service.
The words reached her lips but, surprisingly, were not spoken.
Instead, she extended her hand.
She… wanted to know.
She wanted to know to what lengths Yan Su would go for her.
She even faintly looked forward to Yan Su’s submission.
And Yan Su took her hand and kissed it, slowly…
Kissing her knee.
And…
“Wha-!” Lin Jianheng jumped back with all her might, landing on the bed.
Yan Su crawled up after her, and only then did Lin Jianheng get a clear look at her attire.
Yan Su had woken up at some point, and the collar was already on her neck.
To say it was on wasn’t quite accurate. The clasp was loose, as if waiting for the master’s own hand to fasten it.
And her clothes.
Yan Su was wearing a very loose dress.
The collar, the hem.
Both were of the lightest style.
From Lin Jianheng’s angle, she could see everything.
She could even faintly glimpse the tattoo on Yan Su’s waist, though most of it was obscured by the peaks.
“Wh-what kind of service is this!” Lin Jianheng had thought it would be something like squeezing her toothpaste or making breakfast.
“If Master is not satisfied, I can change.” Yan Su prostrated herself, only her head tilted up.
Looking at Lin Jianheng with piety and adoration.
Elevating her into a complete master.
It made Lin Jianheng’s breathing quicken.
“If Master requires, I can be Master’s footstool.” Yan Su will become the most perfect, most obedient pet imaginable.
“I can also give Master a massage. It all depends on what Master likes.”
Her voice wasn’t as icy as usual; her tone even held a hint of pleading.
She was still as expressionless as ever, but now her sea-blue eyes were filled with expectant tears.
Her face was slightly flushed.
Like a rose lake, a translucent pink that made one want to bite into it to see if it was a juicy peach.
Lin Jianheng realized she wasn’t being forced to say these things like before.
It was voluntary.
This made the sight even stranger.
Lin Jianheng wanted to extend her foot and step on her voluntarily humble footstool.
She wanted Yan Su to continue her kisses, wanted to lift Yan Su’s chin and pat her cheek as a reward.
But she didn’t dare.
Her Succubus Sister, whom she had nurtured with such difficulty.
How had she regressed overnight?
“Master can relax a little.” Yan Su seemed to have noticed Lin Jianheng’s hesitation.
“I sincerely wish to serve Master.” She would become that one-of-a-kind pet.
What Xu Yuantong, what Li Zhaoge.
None of them could compete with her for this unique position.
“Do you want to… step on me?” Yan Su said, returning to the floor.
She lay on her back, belly up.
In truth, she also longed for such trampling, didn’t she?
She had always… looked forward to Lin Jianheng’s punishment, torment, and humiliation.
It was just that Lin Jianheng was too, too good.
She would only give her an intimacy that was terrifying, bittersweet, yet sweeter than honey.
Yan Su convinced herself.
She was just following her own will, pulling back her leg that had crossed the line.
They were still as they were before, just fine, like after Lin Jianheng had apologized.
Lin Jianheng looked at Yan Su’s messy hair.
Her casual posture, her unintentionally exposed waist.
The black and red tattoo seemed like some kind of black hole.
Involuntarily drawing people in, making them fall toward her.
Lin Jianheng wanted to step on her.
She wouldn’t use force, just lightly.
Like teasing a cat, feeling the softness of the belly, then casually flipping it over to display the master’s status.
Lin Jianheng extended her foot.
Yan Su swallowed.
Lin Jianheng fled in a panic.
Her foot landed on the hard floor, not on someone’s skin.
She dashed into the bathroom at flying speed and locked the door.
Leaving Yan Su alone to pull her clothes back in place, sitting there in a daze.
Why didn’t Master want her?
Didn’t want to touch her, always fleeing from her seduction.
Could it be that Master really didn’t like her body?
Then, what did Master want from her?
This moment of disappointment made Yan Su feel very useless.
If… that weight had really come down, stepping on her and hurting her.
She would be ten million times happier than she was now, even if her organs were crushed.
Lin Jianheng leaned against the bathroom door, breathing deeply.
She was astonished by her own shameless thoughts and Yan Su’s suddenly abnormal reaction.
How strange. Why did Yan Su kneel? Why did she dress like that? Why did she say such strange things?
Lin Jianheng couldn’t figure it out, so she just splashed cold water on her face.
As her head slowly cooled, Lin Jianheng suddenly recalled the bizarre dream from that morning.
It actually had an ending.
Amidst endless darkness, monsters, and screams.
In the fear of imminent interrogation and consumption.
Lin Jianheng grasped a sliver of light.
A red light that only she could see.
Lin Jianheng reached out, and Yan Su led her away from the strange dreamscape.
…Lin Jianheng sighed.
The Yan Su in her dream was so good.
The real Yan Su was also very cute.
What was she dissatisfied with? Yan Su’s proactiveness?
Last night too, her lack of propriety had made Yan Su uncomfortable.
Perhaps Yan Su was “retaliating” for what she did wrong yesterday.
Perhaps she really should have properly accepted her Succubus Sister’s invitation.
Or perhaps…
Lin Jianheng gave herself countless reasons, but happened to land on the most incorrect one.
Yan Su just wanted to be marked.
Lin Jianheng pushed open the bathroom door and saw the Yan Su-kitty squatting in the corner, flicking her tail, a lonely little ball.
“Sister Yan.” Lin Jianheng spoke unnaturally, her voice hoarse.
Yan Su looked up.
She had almost thought Lin Jianheng would ignore her from then on.
“Master.” Yan Su wanted to crawl over.
Lin Jianheng beat her to it, squatting in front of her.
“Do, do you want me to step on you?” No, that’s not right, it should be about marking. What am I saying?
Lin Jianheng swallowed her words, growing more nervous.
“…I do.” Yan Su said, falling back without hesitation.
“Doesn’t Master want to try? I will be your best footstool.”
“But, but I’m afraid of hurting you.” Lin Jianheng momentarily forgot what she wanted to ask.
Marking, gland, pheromones…
All vanished when she saw Yan Su lying before her, her clothes half-open.
In Lin Jianheng’s mind, only Yan Su’s posture remained.
The woman’s red hair was like a sea of flowers, blooming gorgeously around her. Her eyes were the rarest of rose lakes, a shallow taste revealing an intoxicating sweetness.
Her figure was like a sculpture, with extremely perfect proportions and smooth, elegant lines.
Lin Jianheng couldn’t think any further.
“Can we change it to touching? I want to, ah no, I can touch you.” She couldn’t do more, afraid of stepping into the abyss.
Yan Su clearly hadn’t expected Lin Jianheng’s reaction.
Her eyes cleared, and seeing Lin Jianheng’s on-the-verge-of-tears expression, she felt some regret.
A good pet should do its utmost to fulfill the master’s requests, to satisfy the master’s wishes and emotions.
How had she ended up troubling her master?
“As long as you’re happy, anything is fine.” Yan Su gave up on her own lust.
Suppress it, forbid it.
She had to put Lin Jianheng first, to follow Lin Jianheng’s wishes in everything.
If Lin Jianheng wanted to touch, then she would open her heart.
Even touching her heart would be fine.
Lin Jianheng’s hand reached over.
Yan Su truly felt as if her heart had been squeezed.
Her small, powerful organ suddenly throbbed, then suddenly went rigid.
Yan Su held her breath, her actions a step ahead of her thoughts.
She presumptuously took Lin Jianheng’s hand.
And guided it to pinch the hem of her own dress.
Quickly, upwards.
The air came to a standstill.
Everything became abrupt, warm, and ambiguous.
Lin Jianheng saw Yan Su’s tattoo. It clung obediently to her waist.
Before, it had only left a vague impression on Lin Jianheng, but now it was exceptionally clear.
Lin Jianheng saw the red stamen, the stem, the black petals.
A fantastical creation bloomed on the beauty’s waist, winding from the valley of her curves up to a misty, ethereal realm.
It spun halfway around before finally stopping, content.
Leaving a large expanse of apricot-colored blank space, which instead invited imagination.
At this moment, the object of imagination became that blank half.
Lin Jianheng kept thinking, what if the tattoo continued to spread.
Or…
The part she hadn’t pulled, but could easily push aside.
Lin Jianheng had clearly seen it before. She had carefully examined every part of Yan Su, with her spiritual power, with her eyes.
Yet she still felt a curiosity to explore.
Lin Jianheng’s fingertips trembled uncontrollably.
Yan Su released her breath.
The clothes crossed the line.
Lin Jianheng abruptly pulled her hand back, but it was too late. She had even made the disobedient dress spring up a little.
Now, she was completely exposed.
Yan Su seemed to have no objection, her face a pale pink.
As if enjoying it, like a kitten.
Truly letting her master do as she pleased with her.
Lin Jianheng’s escape mechanism kicked in, and for some reason, she thought of the cat-huffing bloggers from her original world.
…Was she now going to be a succubus-huffing blogger?
Press her hand onto that tattoo, savoring the softness of her little cat.
And then bury her face there too, carefully sniffing her little cat’s pheromones?
It wasn’t out of the question.
That was the attitude Yan Su was showing. She was very tolerant, as vast as the sea in her acceptance of Lin Jianheng.
If Lin Jianheng wanted to tear her clothes, she would just lower her eyes. If Lin Jianheng wanted to pull away her coverings, she would even help.
Yan Su was too obedient, so much so that…
Anyone who encountered her would be unable to stop their animalistic desires from arising.
Just like Lin Jianheng right now.
She really did, following her imagination, treat herself as a cat-huffing blogger.
Inevitably, she saw Yan Su as her little cat.
She kneaded Yan Su’s tattoo, showing no mercy.
She wasn’t actually using much force, but it still made Yan Su let out an uncomfortable moan.
But it was the best catalyst.
“Like this?” Lin Jianheng could grasp Yan Su’s waist with one hand.
Her little cat was too thin, but she wasn’t lacking in the places that mattered.
Lin Jianheng was a little envious, wondering how Yan Su had developed.
But now she was increasingly glad that the well-developed one was Yan Su.
The one she could lay her hands on at will was also Yan Su.
And Yan Su was hers.
“I… I like it…” Yan Su didn’t know what kind of play this was.
But she felt shame, and she felt joy.
Lin Jianheng seemed very happy too.
Then it must be good.
“My little cat is so cute.” Lin Jianheng didn’t actually want to say that word.
But that would be too much. She couldn’t curse at people, could she?
Just a single “cute” was enough to arouse Yan Su.
Her tail turned pink, her ears pointed, transparent as blood.
“To think you’d so proactively want me to pet you.” Lin Jianheng had already lowered her head.
“Have you been looking forward to this for a long time? My little cat.”
“Ngh…” Yan Su was rendered speechless by her words.
Her heart beat faster and faster.
Turning her whole body the color of blood, especially her ears.
To the point that even Lin Jianheng could hear it.
Lin Jianheng counted silently.
Actually, their heart rates were similar.
They were clearly synchronized at this moment.
Lin Jianheng wasn’t the only one who was nervous.
Because of this, she relaxed and truly buried her head.
Taking a deep breath of the succubus’s pheromones.
…
Very, soft.
Lin Jianheng closed her eyes, the tip of her nose poking a certain red stamen, her face pressed against the black petals.
She was buried in Yan Su’s tattoo, smelling the cloying sweetness of honey pears.
Their pheromone levels were very high; neither was a single scent, but a mixture, a fresh and sweet fragrance.
Lin Jianheng drowned in Yan Su’s ocean, unable to stop sniffing and nuzzling.
So soft, so soft.
Yan Su was the perfect kitten. Even the tattooed area felt dense and soft to the touch.
Lin Jianheng pressed too close, even hugging Yan Su.
She didn’t feel Yan Su’s trembling in time.
Nor did she hear her soft whimpers.
Yan Su was about to explode.
She had thought Lin Jianheng would really just touch her tattoo.
Or, a bit more excessively, touch her up and down…
She hadn’t expected Lin Jianheng to get as close as a puppy.
Nuzzling her, sniffing her carefully.
It was as if, at this moment, Yan Su was the master, the mommy.
About to nurse Lin Jianheng, but her mischievous little puppy was clinging to her, wanting to lick her all over.
This recognition of reversed roles always made Yan Su tremble.
She clenched her palm, and the wound that had just healed deepened once more.
It wasn’t until Lin Jianheng was a little oxygen-deprived, dizzy, that she finally looked up.
“Sister Yan…” Lin Jianheng was truly a little dazed, her eyes unfocused, the tip of her nose rosy.
“Here, Master.” Yan Su’s voice was very low, but even so, its unsteadiness was audible.
“Sister smells so good, so soft, I like you so much…” Lin Jianheng’s eyes curved into crescents.
She was just praising Yan Su.
Yan Su heard the sound of her own rationality snapping.
And then the world went silent, leaving only the ringing of a swoon.
Yan Su lost her five senses. Her world was reduced to only Lin Jianheng’s words.
I like you so much.
During breakfast, Yan Su was very mechanical. Twice, Lin Jianheng saw her eating with an empty spoon, tapped the table in front of her, and tilted her head to look.
“Didn’t sleep well?” Then should we sleep separately?
Lin Jianheng mentally rubbed her nose, embarrassed. She knew she wasn’t a good sleeper, but she loved sleeping cuddled up with girls.
Please understand, Yan Su. A hint of pleading entered Lin Jianheng’s eyes as she looked at Yan Su.
“N-no.” Yan Su lowered her head.
Her body was still a little numb, as if Lin Jianheng were still holding her and nuzzling her.
The afterglow of the sensation was too deep, too lasting.
Even when Lin Jianheng dragged her out the door, that indescribable feeling still lingered.
Today, Yan Su didn’t dare let Lin Jianheng help her change. She obediently found a convenient dress, one without a zipper.
Lin Jianheng noticed this but didn’t say anything.
If you want me to help you change, just say so.
Yan Su was her cute little cat. What couldn’t she help with?
Lin Jianheng planned to go check out the pile of properties the usurper had left her today.
The thought of having inherited so many unwanted houses was a painful one for Lin Jianheng.
The Empire’s housing prices were always under control, but buying a house was still not particularly easy.
Especially since, as Lin Jianheng looked at the addresses…
They were all luxurious villas and high-end, large-floor-plan apartments.
They would be impossible to rent out.
Lin Jianheng wanted to sell them for cash. Jian Lingxuan was only supporting one younger sister; she should be able to afford it even if Jian Heng didn’t earn money.
But to sell them, she would have to inspect them first, then find an agent to list them online.
In any case, since she wasn’t going to the office today, Lin Jianheng brought Yan Su along.
The collar on Yan Su’s neck had been replaced with a more comfortable, simpler one.
Yan Su sat restlessly in the car, missing yesterday’s collar immensely.
She wanted Lin Jianheng’s name.
It didn’t matter if it was Lin Jianheng or Jian Heng. She was a kitten with a master; she should have her master’s name on her collar.
Lin Jianheng still held her, talking to her the whole way.
Yan Su just nodded obediently and listened, being her good little cat.
They arrived at the location of the first property.
Lin Jianheng looked up. The house was in District C, not particularly close to the core district.
The regional divisions of Capital Star were different from the districts in Lin Jianheng’s original world. It was a bit like a combination of districts and ring roads, but the area of each was comparable to a province in her original world. Of course, within each major district, there were also numbered sub-districts from 1 to X.
District A was the innermost ring, surrounding the Imperial Palace.
Districts B and C together encircled District A.
On the periphery were three more major districts: D, E, and F. These three areas were vast, covering Capital Star’s 150 entry ports.
Overall, Capital Star was not the Empire’s largest planet, but it was a political stronghold.
To be able to live on Capital Star, even in the most remote F District, meant one’s status was not to be underestimated.
Lin Jianheng thought the house was a bit far, but she should be grateful.
At least it was still on Capital Star.
Of the sixteen properties the usurper had bought, ten were outside Capital Star, and some were even far from the Dihua Star System where Capital Star was located.
Lin Jianheng strongly suspected that those properties were closely related to the usurper, and that some shady dealings were conducted there.
How could she do it all by herself? She would definitely have to ask Li Zhaoge and the others for help.
She could also bring in Lu Yuanchen.
Anyway, since Jian Lingxuan said she didn’t want to help, she just wouldn’t ask Jian Lingxuan.
She would take the sisters she knew and get far away from Capital Star, leaving the royal family in peace and avoiding being held accountable.
Lin Jianheng checked the memories the usurper left her again. Ugh, they were so fake.
In the memories, the usurper had never left Capital Star, nor were there any memories of buying houses.
“I also bought the place next door to us, by the way,” Lin Jianheng said casually as she led Yan Su toward her building.
“When we get tired of sleeping here, we can go sleep in the bed next door. With a bigger house, you can also have more of your own space.”
Lin Jianheng thought it was hard to say whether she had a mentality of revenge spending, including yesterday’s crazy shopping spree for Yan Su’s clothes and accessories.
She had been too poor in her previous life. After paying rent and utilities each month, she only had six hundred yuan left. She scrimped on every meal, and later, when she got busy, she just ate one meal a day.
In this life, she had so much money she couldn’t figure out how to spend it all. A child accustomed to poverty, even when seeing gold, would still think of trading it for an axe.
“Thank you, Master.” Yan Su tried to understand it as Lin Jianheng buying her a new cat bed.
Lin Jianheng took the arm of Yan Su, who was half a step behind, and turned to look at her.
Yan Su still had that elegant face, which looked cold, but should really be read as icy.
Like an iced pear soda in summer, refreshing and not cloying.
Lin Jianheng couldn’t say where her good feelings for Yan Su came from. It seemed that from the very beginning of her transmigration, her favorability was already high.
She didn’t plan to worry about it.
There were plenty of strange things about her. Since the good feelings came from the heart, she should just cherish her time with Yan Su.
“How do you want to thank me?” Lin Jianheng’s smile was a crescent moon, stirring up a gust of wind.
It blew across Yan Su’s face, making her blush slightly.
“How does Master want me to thank you?” I feel like we could do something naughty.
Something Yan Su was looking forward to.
Yan Su slowly exhaled, her nervousness scattering with the wind.
She could accept anything.
Just as Lin Jianheng was about to say it wasn’t necessary, a vaguely familiar voice came from behind.
“Jian Heng? Jian Heng! It really is you! Do you really not want to be friends with me anymore? We clearly agreed before…”
It was Si Yixing, the usurper’s good-for-nothing friend.
And perhaps not just her. Lin Jianheng heard many footsteps, at least three or four people.
Lin Jianheng frowned, shielded Yan Su behind her, and turned around.
“Ah, it’s you. I remember I made myself very clear last time.” Lin Jianheng’s confidence was much greater now than before.
Yan Su didn’t recognize Si Yixing, but she recognized her voice. She flinched and hid behind Lin Jianheng.
Yes, she knew it wasn’t Lin Jianheng who was friends with Si Yixing, and Lin Jianheng had already cut ties with them.
Now, there was no possibility of her being given to someone as a plaything. Even less possibility of being humiliated in front of anyone.
But fear doesn’t disappear so easily.
Especially the fear of the one who had occupied Lin Jianheng’s body.
What if Si Yixing had some connection to that ghost and summoned it again?
Yan Su squeezed Lin Jianheng’s hand, on the verge of tears.
Lin Jianheng squeezed back firmly. The warmth rushed to the tip of Yan Su’s nose, making it sting, telling her that she hadn’t left.
Her master… how could she be so considerate, so good.
“If you’re scared, hold me,” Lin Jianheng whispered, her voice low.
It was like the wind, blowing past and gone. Yan Su couldn’t tell if she had imagined it or if it was real.
She just hugged her.
She cautiously grabbed Lin Jianheng’s lapel, and was then pulled by Lin Jianheng, resulting in a tight, inseparable embrace.
So it wasn’t my imagination. Yan Su buried her head in the crook of Lin Jianheng’s neck.
And listened quietly as Lin Jianheng spoke up for her.
“I said, your hobbies are disgusting, your behavior is vile, and your character is base.” Lin Jianheng glanced at the people behind Si Yixing.
Hmm… I don’t know any of them. Judging by their expressions, they all know me, or rather, that ghost.
“And the same goes for all of you with her. I told you not to come looking for me again. I won’t play with you, and I don’t want to associate with you.” Lin Jianheng sneered. She sounded a lot like her sister right now, probably something she’d picked up.
“As for before… let’s just say I was in a bad mood and was using you for fun.” Lin Jianheng’s hand was still on Yan Su’s waist, comforting her from behind.
Yan Su hugged her waist tightly, not letting go. Hearing these words, she felt an inexplicable happiness.
“Then, but, but…” Si Yixing’s words got stuck in her throat.
The friends behind her, however, were indignant on her behalf.
“Jian Heng, how can you be so cruel? Yixing has done so much for you! You just say you won’t play with her anymore, have you ever cared about her at all?”
“Yeah, and you promised us before that we could…” They glanced at Yan Su.
Si Yixing saw Yan Su behind Lin Jianheng and also held a hidden expectation.
How could Lin Jianheng not understand what they were thinking?
“I’d like to ask you all something.” Lin Jianheng hid Yan Su further behind her.
“What makes you worthy?”
“Or rather, why are you so arrogant as to think you can bully someone just because you’re the heirs of wealthy families?”
While speaking, Lin Jianheng connected to the Star Net and found Jian Lingxuan.
She knocked on her spiritual space and asked, “Can I cause trouble outside as I please, as long as I don’t touch the royal family?”
Jian Lingxuan was still busy with work. Hearing Lin Jianheng’s question, a question mark appeared above her head.
“What are you planning to do?”
“Forget it, you can. Even if you beat up Zhixian, no one can do anything to you.” Jian Lingxuan couldn’t be bothered to listen, guessing it was about Yan Su again.
Then again, hadn’t Lin Jianheng already beaten Canglin Zhixian up yesterday?
Of course, looking at the restored recording later, it was indeed Canglin Zhixian who started it.
This princess…
Jian Lingxuan didn’t dare to think too much about it and casually dismissed her sister.
She received a message, fell silent, and began to pack her things to leave.
Lin Jianheng received her sister’s message and felt relieved.
“No one can touch her. You’d all better give up even thinking about it.”
Lin Jianheng had been a pushover for half her previous life. In this life, she finally had the confidence to play the villainess, and she was enjoying it.
She took off her sleeve covers and walked up to Si Yixing.
“Otherwise, the consequences—” Smack! The sleeve cover hit Si Yixing’s face.
Lin Jianheng wasn’t just making an example of her.
It came from an irrepressible killing intent from the bottom of her heart.
The thought of them looking at Yan Su with their vulgar eyes made Lin Jianheng unable to contain her anger.
Si Yixing covered her face in disbelief and looked up at Lin Jianheng as if seeing her for the first time, a complete stranger.
And Lin Jianheng had already left, holding Yan Su.
The entire time, they didn’t even see the tail of the succubus they coveted.
Let alone that face and figure that made people fantasize.
The cool, stinging wind blew across Si Yixing’s face. She belatedly realized.
Lin Jianheng was serious.
She didn’t want to have anything to do with this group of rich heirs.
And Yan Su followed her every step, held in Lin Jianheng’s arms.
She heard everything Lin Jianheng said for her, everything she did for her.
She heard that loud slap.
She didn’t feel any malicious gazes, didn’t hear any filthy words.
In the past, that ghost had trampled her underfoot, forcing her to listen to this Si Yixing’s insults.
Now, Lin Jianheng helped her, shattering all the humiliation with a single slap.
The world returned to tranquility. Yan Su could only hear the wind.
And her own heartbeat.
She… could no longer hide it, suppress it, endure it.
She had to tell herself at this moment.
She liked Lin Jianheng.
Not the way a pet likes its master. Not the way a friend likes a friend.
It was the love between lovers.
From the bottom of her heart, from her body to her soul, she liked Lin Jianheng.
And Lin Jianheng was holding her, taking her away from the people who had hurt her.
They were holding each other tightly, and the sun was warm.
Like when they first met, when Lin Jianheng had harmed herself to ask for her trust.
Like when she had run away and then regretted it, and Lin Jianheng had chased after her without a word, showing her the blue sky and the blazing sun.
Yan Su lowered her eyelashes.
In the shadow cast by Lin Jianheng, she deepened the love she had just confirmed.
Lin Jianheng walked several hundred meters holding Yan Su before she seemed to remember and wanted to let go.
She found that Yan Su was holding on very tightly.
“Sister?” Lin Jianheng chuckled, making Yan Su quietly look up.
She pressed her face against her to hide the blush by her ears.
Before she could ask how she felt.
Lin Jianheng still wanted to hear Yan Su praise her.
She received a message from Li Zhaoge.
“…Alright, I’m in District C. I’m sending you my location. Come pick me up.” Lin Jianheng sighed. She had to go answer for why she beat up the princess.
“Sister Yan, I’ll have my sister’s people take you home, okay? They said you can’t come with me today.” I’ll ask for praise when I get back.
Lin Jianheng patted Yan Su’s head and led her to their car.
“Find me in my spiritual space if you need anything.”
Yan Su was exceptionally obedient, nodding to her, her eyes full of reluctance to part.
“Goodbye, Master. I’ll be good at home.”
Five minutes later, Lin Jianheng was picked up by Li Zhaoge’s people and taken into an underground facility.
…No electricity.
That was the most abnormal thing Lin Jianheng noticed.
The lights here were all candles, casting a faint, eerie glow that looked a bit sinister.
She was led inside, opening one simple door after another—using traditional single-planet era locks.
In the room, five people were sitting in a circle, with an empty interrogation seat in the middle.
Lin Jianheng recognized three of them; they were the older sisters she had become familiar with since returning to this world. Of the remaining two, one was a member of the royal family.
Lin Jianheng sighed and obediently sat down.
Actually, she had a recording from yesterday. She and Yan Su had been taking pictures earlier and hadn’t turned off the camera.
She hadn’t given it to Li Zhaoge in order to hide Yan Su’s special ability.
The Star Net… gave her a bad feeling. Yan Su was sensitive and suspicious, her identity a mystery. She didn’t want Yan Su to connect to the Star Net either.
“Come on, interrogate me.” Lin Jianheng met the gazes of the two strange women and decided to just act spoiled, like a rich heir.
But the purple-eyed woman across from her stood up and bowed very respectfully to Lin Jianheng.
“Little Highness. We came today to inform you of your identity.”
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