Chapter 84: Those Who Serve Should Behave Accordingly (Bonus Chapter for Those Who Sent Tourmaline Diamonds)

He crouched down, looking at me, and spoke each word deliberately. “Yi Lanshan, I have to make you understand what words you should say, what things you should do. Otherwise, in the future, won’t you have me completely under your thumb? Won’t you just go and flirt with other men again?”

I was truly flustered, grasping his hand in desperation, pleading, “Luo Ange, I won’t dare anymore. Please don’t treat me like this, please, I really won’t dare again.”

The television’s noise continued, and the screen shifted now to three men and a woman, an ugly, filthy scene unfolding. I suddenly lost control, flinging his hand away.

I ran toward the door, but before I made it three steps, he caught me. I felt as if I was covered in bristles, and I shouted at him, “Luo Ange, how can you even watch such low, disgusting things? Are you insane?”

He laughed, gripping my shoulders tightly. “Yes, I am insane. Didn’t you already know that?”

The feeling of hitting with all my strength, only for my fists to land on cotton, left me utterly helpless.

I knew there was no way out tonight; he had plenty of ways to threaten me—with Xia Qi and her father, with Li Wanqiu, with Shu Congxuan, even with my own family.

All my desperate struggling only fueled his determination, bringing me no benefit at all.

Thinking this, I knelt on the floor, between his legs.

My heart was filled with humiliation, but I knew there was no turning back. I kept telling myself it was nothing, that if I endured just a little longer it would pass, convincing myself it was just like being bitten by a dog again...

But the voices from the television were unbearably harsh, blending with my shame and resentment, stirring and fermenting together until they finally exploded inside me like a bomb.

Whether I liked it or not, I couldn’t deny that I was no match for Luo Ange; I couldn’t win against him. He was so powerful—so powerful that compared to him, I was simply inviting humiliation upon myself.

I didn’t know what I had done to provoke him, why he had to cling to me so relentlessly, again and again. Was it all because of Mu Ying?

I said coldly, “Luo Ange, you’d better hope you never fall into my hands in this lifetime, or I swear on my life, I’ll repay you a hundred, a thousand times for what you’ve done to me tonight.”

Disgusting, truly disgusting. How could such vile things exist in this world?

I didn’t dare to defy him, but I really had never learned anything so filthy. My mind was a muddled mess, and I could only act blindly, without reason.

He let out a muffled moan, “Are you trying to bite me to death?”

I didn’t know how much time passed. My mouth, my nose, my chest, even my skull was filled with that acrid, nauseating taste...

I felt as if I had swallowed countless flies, as if I was covered in filth from head to toe.

If I could, I would gladly shed this dirty skin and flesh for something clean. I loathed this filthy version of myself.

Back in the art department at Kang University, there were several beautiful girls who dressed up flamboyantly every night, climbing into the Mercedes and BMWs waiting at the door, only to return the next day carrying limited-edition handbags and luxury cosmetics.

At the time, we all thought those girls, kept by men for money, were truly filthy; earning a living by their looks wasn’t meant to be this way.

Thinking about it now, how am I any different from them? Just as degraded, just as dirty.

I was originally the most ordinary, most unremarkable girl in the world, but Luo Ange insisted on dragging me into that filthy mire, refusing to let me stay clean, refusing to let me be good.