Chapter 83: I Must Let You Know An Extra Chapter for Those Who Sent Tourmaline and Diamonds

My heart suddenly lurched. “Luo Ange, what did you do to him?”

He seized my arm all at once. I only felt a faint tingle, and then the knife flew from my hand. The next moment my feet were lifted from the ground, and he was holding me up in the air.

I flailed at his shoulder, screaming myself hoarse for him to let me go.

He carried me straight into the bedroom next door, threw me onto the large bed, then pinned me beneath his whole body and ground out through clenched teeth, “Yilan Shan, I’ll have someone teach you right now how to please a man.”

He rose and went to the doorway, saying something to the middle-aged woman leaning there.

She gave a slight nod, closed the door, and came in.

Terrified, I shrank back, clutching the quilt around myself, trembling as I shouted, “Are you human or a ghost? Don’t come near me...”

She ignored me completely and went straight to the television. After a few sharp taps, images appeared on the enormous screen that covered half the wall.

I had never seen anything like it, but I had heard Xia Qi mention it. It seemed to be something from Japan, where these men and women made money from this profession...

I suddenly understood what Luo Ange meant by “training.” Embarrassed and afraid, I covered my eyes and told the woman to turn it off.

But she came over, pulled the quilt from my hands, and said earnestly, “Miss, listen to me. While the young master is still interested in your body, don’t be so willful. As long as you serve him well, anything you want will be just one word from him.”

I refused to look at the television, covered my ears, and curled up beneath the quilt.

I could not guess what went through the minds of those who turned the most intimate acts between men and women into a way of making money. I had no right to judge them. But I knew very clearly that if pleasing that monster meant this, I would rather throw myself into Lanjing Lake and die.

Yet the woman was domineering beyond reason. Seeing that talking sense to me would not work, she pressed my head down, lifted my chin, and forced me to watch.

She was very strong, as though she had trained before, and under her grip I could not move at all.

Then I suddenly shoved her away and doubled over by the side of the bed, retching violently, though nothing came up.

She dragged me in front of the television and pointed at the screen, leaning close to my ear. “Have you learned yet, miss? It’s actually very simple, just like this...”

She stuck out her tongue to demonstrate. The red tongue looked like a little snake...

I turned my face away, unwilling to look, but my ears were filled with the languid moans of men and women. My legs gave way and I dropped to my knees, squeezing my eyes shut as I shouted, “Luo Ange, just kill me...”

His voice suddenly came from the doorway. “Sister Hua, go downstairs.”

The woman called Sister Hua let go of me and withdrew with great respect.

I clutched my ears and huddled in the corner, shouting at the person walking toward me step by step, “Luo Ange, don’t come over here. Don’t come near me, I’m begging you...”

I was crying so hard that tears and mucus had mixed together, but he still came to stand before me. I lifted my head to look at him, unable to make out the expression on his face.

He crouched down and looked at me, saying each word with deliberate precision, “Yilan Shan, I have to make you understand what should be said and what should be done. Otherwise, wouldn’t I be completely at your mercy in the future, and wouldn’t you just go off and seduce another man?”

What should be said and what should be done—those are my own affairs. By what right do you interfere? What are you to me?

I am an independent person. By what right do you control me?