Mr. Satan, let's meet tonight!

The faint smell of blood stirred up the innate desire for conquest within men.

This seductive little fox seems to need a lesson to learn what it means to be obedient.

The man slowly stood up, turned around to go upstairs, but left behind a sentence that was neither clear in his mood nor his anger: "Wash her thoroughly and send her to my room."

After Si Tingye left, only the three people in the restaurant remained, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Yin Xiu and Zuo Ye exchanged a glance, shrugged, and left with helpless expressions.

Helpless, Hall had no choice but to send two maids to find Shang Xi as soon as possible.

……

On the other side, Shang Xi rushed out of the house and ran towards the backyard, following her guess.

She saw several bodyguards in black suits along the way, seemingly on patrol, and quickly stopped them, asking, "Excuse me, where is the manor's garbage dump?"

The news that the gentleman had brought back a beautiful woman had spread throughout the estate.

Although they were surprised, no one dared to look at the woman more than once, after all, she was the master's woman.

"Miss, the trash for today has already been taken away."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Shang Xi collapsed to the ground, her eyes vacant.

Before her father passed away, he told her to take good care of her mother's violin, but now she has lost it, and it has been thrown away like trash.

Ah.

Yeah, trash. Isn't she trash now?

The maid sent by Hall quickly dragged Shang Xi away.

The two maids were not like those of ordinary people; they were clearly like bodyguards outside, probably the kind who knew how to fight.

So, when Shang Xi took another bath, she didn't enjoy the same treatment as when she first arrived. Instead, she was treated like a pig being slaughtered, with a layer of skin being washed off.

After washing, her whole body looked rosy and she became even more charming and alluring.

Shang Xi was still immersed in the grief of losing her mother's belongings when she was suddenly thrown very roughly into the innermost room on the third floor.

A room so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Darkness enveloped everything, like the feeling of dying before rebirth, making her suddenly feel a little breathless.

At this moment, Shang Xi's mind went completely blank.

All she wanted was to see the light so she could feel alive.

Unexpectedly, a familiar voice suddenly rang out from not far away, with a lazy and deep tone, "Take fifteen steps forward and come to my side."

Si Tingye's words sent a chill down Shang Xi's spine.

Wasn't she supposed to sleep in the guest room tonight? Why is this man here?

"Miss Shang, are you standing there because you regret it?"

"No...no, I just can't see, I'm coming right now."

Shang Xi swallowed hard, nervously raised her hands, and groped her way forward in the dark.

With each step, silently count to yourself.

1, 2, 3... 14, 15

As the last number fell, Shang Xi's hand touched a hard body.

She gave a stiff smile and sat down on the man's lap. "Mr. Si, you're quite the romantic one, you like to play these kinds of tricks. But why did you make me take two baths? Look, the maids have scrubbed my skin red."

In the darkness, a low, faint laugh reached her ears.

The man still smelled of minty shower gel, a pleasant and refreshing scent.

Shang Xi stiffened at the sight of that laugh, and stammered, "Mr. Si, are you... laughing?"