In order to survive, she forced herself to have a happy ending with the yandere villain.

"Snack Buckle"

Mo Zilin was still roughly wiping his sword blade with a rag in the men's room when he heard a knock on the door.

He irritably threw down the rag and shouted:

"Who is it?"

But a female slave's voice came from outside the door.

"Young Master Mo, Miss Qiao is looking for you."

"What!!"

Upon hearing that it was Miss Qiao, Mo Zilin happily put down his sword.

He quickly opened the door and asked the maid:

"You mean, my junior sister is looking for me?"

"Yes."

"Didn't Wanwan go to the hot springs?"

"This servant does not know, but a Miss Qiao asked me to tell you that she is not far away and asked me to take you there."

"Alright, alright, let's go over there now. We can't keep our junior sister waiting."

"Alright, Young Master Mo, please come with me."

Late at night, Mo Zilin followed behind the maid who was leading the way.

His mind was filled with surprise; he couldn't believe it—Junior Sister Wanwan had actually sent someone to find him.

Just thinking about how Junior Sister Wanwan must be incredibly alluring and sensual after just soaking in the hot springs.

He had already envisioned a beautiful scene in his mind.

A woman was wearing a thin gauze dress, with two loose ropes around her neck that served as a pink bodice hanging on her chest.

She was still covered in the steam from the hot spring, which condensed into water droplets and gradually slid into her bodice, leaving her skin flushed red.

When the woman saw him, she bit her red lips, curled her fingers, and uttered a seductive, captivating voice:

"Senior brother, come here quickly. Wanwan can't wait any longer."

Hahaha.

Mo Zilin was drooling as he walked.

Intense images flashed through his mind, making his face flush and giving him a thrilling feeling.

"Wanwan, wait for me."

...

Mo Zilin was led by the maid to a rather deserted courtyard, which was dark inside.

At the entrance, the tattered lanterns were being blown about by the eerie wind.

The maid who had led the way carried a lantern to the courtyard gate and then turned to inform Mo Zilin.

"Young Master Mo, we have arrived. The person is inside. This servant will take her leave now."

"let's go."

"Yes."

The little maidservant quickly disappeared.

Mo Zilin found it a bit strange, but couldn't figure out what was so strange about it.

All he wants now is to see his junior sister as soon as possible and have a good chat with her.

He looked around and, seeing that no one was outside, boldly strode inside.

"Fluttering~"

As soon as you enter the courtyard, a chilling wind blows.

Leaves, long neglected and unattended, rolled slowly on the ground, and even the moon in the sky was obscured by dark clouds.

Mo Zilin could only call out softly:

"Junior Sister Wanwan? Stop hiding, your senior brother is here, come out quickly."

Mo Zilin's vision was completely obscured by the wind and sand.

He rubbed his eyes painfully, only to find a tall, dark figure in front of him.

He frowned slightly and asked with some doubt:

"Junior sister, is that you?"

"... "

Not hearing the other person's voice, he boldly walked forward, wanting to see who it was.

The closer I got, the more I realized something was wrong.

The dark figure, only two meters away from him, was actually the same height as him!

He was stunned for a moment.

Why is this person so tall?

Just like a man.

Oh no, has something happened to my junior sister?

He couldn't help but take two steps back, warily rebuking the person in front of him.

"Who are you? Where is my junior sister?!"

"Humph."

The dark figure chuckled coldly and slowly turned his head. The dark clouds in the sky were blown away by the wind at that moment, and the moonlight gently shone upon him.

Mo Zilin stared at the person in front of him, his pupils dilating.

The person before me was dressed in a black robe, tall and slender, easily 1.89 meters tall. He was exceptionally handsome, with a face like jade, and an air of aloof nobility.

To Mo Zilin's shock, the person in front of him was actually Xie Ze, the disabled young master of the Xie family!

Looking down at his figure, you could see that his disabled legs had actually stood up straight.

"Thank you, sir!"

"It's you!! Your leg is actually fine?"

Mo Zilin became increasingly uneasy, his brows furrowed, and he asked...

"But why are you here? Could it be...?"

The man opposite him raised an eyebrow, his icy eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was unusually sinister.

Before Mo Zilin could voice his doubts, a flash of cold light appeared.

As the man opposite her suddenly raised his hand, tiny, inconspicuous silver lines appeared around him.

"receive"

Before Mo Zilin could react, his body was entangled and tightly bound by something.

He struggled to get up, and the taut thread made a "snap snapping" sound.

The sharp silver thread ripped Mo Zilin's clothes, almost digging into his flesh, causing a knife-like pain.

He was in so much pain that he could only stop struggling, glaring ahead and cursing:

"What is this?! Xie Ze, what are you going to do to me? Let me go!"

He never expected that such a seemingly frail disabled man would possess such an evil weapon.

She had no idea why he would do this to her.

The moonlight shone on Xie Ze's pale face, giving it a faint white glow.

Mo Zilin clearly saw that Xie Ze's lips curled up slightly.

"As Qiao Wanwan's senior brother, why would you drug your own people?"

"what!"

Mo Zilin was stunned and his eyes widened in surprise.

"How did you know about this?"

"Didn't you see Qiao Wanwan hand me that cup of tea?"

"!!"

After Xie Ze reminded him, Mo Zilin remembered that Qiao Wanwan had given the man in front of her a cup of tea instead of the one he had given her.

At first, he was relieved that the man was disabled and nothing would happen to him.

But now it seems like they've really gotten themselves into trouble.

"That was meant for Junior Sister Wanwan, who knew she would drink it."

"Oh? So you mean Qiao Wanwan was fine after drinking it?"

"Of course, my junior sister and I have been in love since childhood, and we are well-matched in terms of social standing. Our elders have been very supportive of our relationship. We also plan to go back to the Qiao family to discuss the marriage. With me by her side, what difference does it make if Wanwan drinks that cup of tea?"

Xie Ze found it irritating to listen to this; how could this person be so shameless?

To harbor lustful thoughts towards one's junior sister is a truly heinous crime deserving of death.

His face was dark, and his thin lips were slightly parted.

"In that case, I have no reason to let you go."

Mo Zilin looked at the black aura emanating from the other party and suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.

I swallowed hard, then fear gripped me.

"What do you mean!"

"What do you mean? It'll become clear from here on out, won't it?"

Xie Ze suddenly pulled his hand away, and Mo Zilin's body seemed to be under his control.

His limbs opened instantly, before he could even wonder what the other party was going to do.

He stared at his uncontrollable limbs and wrists, where something sharp had grazed them, causing blood to gush out.

"Ah! My hands and feet! No…"

Mo Zilin screamed in pain, and fear instantly overwhelmed him.

The person in front of him had severed the tendons in his hands and feet.

That means he's essentially ruined; he won't be able to practice martial arts or do heavy labor in the future.

He couldn't understand why the person in front of him, with whom he had no connection, would treat him so cruelly.

Tears welled in his eyes from the pain, and he pleaded desperately:

"Xie Ze! Don't kill me, please."

Xie Ze stared at the blood flowing from the other man's hands and feet, his eyes cold and gleaming.

He approached Mo Zilin step by step, and gently raised his hand.

The severed hand of the other person was propped up like a doll.

Mo Zilin stared at him with terrified eyes, looking at the pale-skinned man who was leaning slightly forward and staring at him.

The moonlight behind him was blocked by his long, slender shadow, and the corners of his lips curved up, making him look like a cold-blooded devil.

"Xie Ze, why are you treating me like this? What grudge do I hold against you?"

"No, you have no grudge against me."

"Then why did you do that!"

Xie Ze chuckled and said nonchalantly:

"It's just that I, Xie, can't stand you. You're such a despicable person who would turn on even your own people."

So... could it be because of my junior sister?

Looking at the man's figure, something suddenly came to mind.

Last night I saw my junior sister and another man in a room, being very intimate.

The man's figure inexplicably and slowly overlapped with the person in front of him.

After he figured everything out, he was shocked.

"You're the man who was with Junior Sister Wanwan yesterday!"

"What's the use of you figuring it out now?"

Mo Zilin stared at his peach blossom eyes, which were now incredibly sharp, and guessed his next move.

With her eyes tightly closed, she pleaded:

"Please don't kill me! I'll never covet my junior sister again. She's yours, she's all yours. Please don't kill me!"

With a "whoosh," the space fell silent for a moment.