Su Ling widened his eyes in shock, staring at the other person in disbelief. ‘So much—how could he eat every single piece?’
“Eat!” Gu Qingyuan reached out and gently stroked the little thing’s slender, pale neck, but her tone was terrifyingly cold. “If you don’t eat, the consequences will be severe! I’ll find a chain and lock you up. See that bowl? If you don’t eat, you’ll have to crawl on the floor and eat with your mouth like a little cat! You don’t want that, do you, my little cat?”
Su Ling’s body trembled. An inexplicable panic rose in his heart. Tears glistened at the corners of his eyes as he silently nodded. He picked up a piece of shrimp with his chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce, and put it in his mouth.
“Faster. You’re too slow. When will you ever finish? Hurry up and eat!”
Su Ling suppressed his fear and picked up another piece of shrimp.
“Still too slow. Let me help you!”
Su Ling didn’t react—he thought she meant to help him peel the shrimp. But the next moment, she grabbed a handful of shrimp, shells and all, and shoved them straight into his mouth! Su Ling’s eyes bulged as he struggled desperately, but it was useless. She seized his chin and forced his jaw up and down, again and again, making him bite down on those hard shells!
The sharp, hard shrimp heads cut his mouth. The once-delicious shrimp meat was now tainted with a faint metallic taste of blood. Su Ling trembled all over, crying, his hands flailing as he tried to make her stop!
“Eat! Eat! You think it’s not good? Then I’ll make you eat more! Eat enough and it’ll taste good! I bought you with money—you’re just a slave. I treat you well, that’s your blessing, and you still throw a tantrum? Do you think you’re still the favored son of the Ye Family? You’re nothing but a fake young master—a cuckoo taking over the nest! Remember your position now: you’re my slave, my little cat. How dare you throw a tantrum at your master? Who gave you the guts? Or do you think I’m someone with a good temper? Let me tell you, I am not good-tempered. If you lose your temper at me, there’s only one consequence. Understand?”
Su Ling immediately nodded. Only then did Gu Qingyuan let go of the little thing.
“Cough, cough!” The moment he was released, Su Ling coughed instantly, spitting out a mixture of crushed shrimp and blood. His whole body trembled, and his eyes, as he looked at her, were filled with fear.
“Don’t be scared. I’m not a bad person—I’m your master! Be good, okay?”
Su Ling wiped his tears and nodded.
“I know you’re pretending to be good now, but it doesn’t matter. As soon as you show any sign of disobedience again, I won’t hesitate to send you back to the Young Slave Pavilion. Do you think they’ll provide after-sales service? They should, right? After all, it’s a global industry. Not covering after-sales would be a bit unreasonable, don’t you think?”
Su Ling bit his lip hard, his small hands clenched tightly together, tears streaming endlessly from his eyes.
“Be good. It’s late. Sleep.”
Su Ling’s body jolted. He sensed something bad was about to happen. Sure enough, the next moment, the woman lifted him up and carried him straight upstairs. Su Ling’s small hands gripped her collar tightly, his eyes filled with unease and terror. What was going to happen next? He dared not think further. But when he was finally thrown onto the bed, he couldn’t stop trembling.
“Tch, it’s not the first time. Oh, right—I forgot you have amnesia. It’s okay, don’t be afraid. I’ll be gentle!”
So… so painful! Su Ling’s lips trembled from the pain, and only one thought filled his mind: ‘Liar! Big liar!’
Su Ling lay on the bed, eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. He wondered: does this count as his first time? Probably not, right? Given how experienced she seemed, it definitely wasn’t the first time. Now that he had amnesia, such things must have happened often before he lost his memory.
Thinking about it, a strange, painful feeling welled up in his heart. He didn’t like her—he didn’t even know her at all! In his view, two people should at least understand each other and have some emotional foundation before being completely together. But now, he had no memories of her in his mind, let alone the fact that he was bought by her! Even before his amnesia, there probably wasn’t any affection. He absolutely couldn’t have liked someone who hit him and bullied him at every turn!
“What are you thinking about?” Gu Qingyuan wrapped her arms around the little thing and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes. “Stop thinking. Go to sleep. Get a good rest. Tomorrow morning you’ll have to learn sign language!”
Su Ling gritted his teeth but eventually obediently closed his eyes. He didn’t dare resist this woman—at least not openly. She was a complete pervert. If she caught even a hint of him being disobedient, he would definitely suffer terribly!
Su Ling pressed his lips together, still able to feel the pain inside his mouth. That crazy scene had given him a psychological shadow when it came to shrimp! Anyway, shrimp had been kicked off his “favorite foods” list.
Her steady breathing came from beside him, but Su Ling couldn’t fall asleep. One reason was that her arm was pressing on his chest, making it hard to breathe. Another was the ache in his heart. In his memory, just yesterday he had been playing with his sister. She had promised to take him to the company the next day. But then he woke up and everything had changed: his legs were gone, his voice was gone, and he was being imprisoned by this pervert!
Su Ling felt terrible—all kinds of emotions clogged his chest with no outlet. There was no one to comfort him. He could only bear it all alone in silence.
Su Ling didn’t know when he finally fell asleep. All he knew was that when he was woken up the next day, he didn’t want to wake up at all. But one merciless slap from her forced him to open his eyes. He covered his burning cheek, head lowered, letting her dress him.
“This time, I’ll let it slide because of your amnesia! But remember: from now on, no matter when I call you, you must respond immediately—no sleeping in! You are my slave, my little cat. Everything about you belongs to me, including every single thing you do—it all requires my permission!”
Listening to her domineering and cruel words, Su Ling clenched his small fists tightly under the covers. ‘I’m a person! I have my own thoughts! Why should I listen to her?’ But he didn’t dare say it out loud. He just kept his head down in silence, trying to escape.
Gu Qingyuan’s brow furrowed slightly, but she didn’t do anything to the little thing. She wondered if she had gone too far. She had thought that with his amnesia, she could get closer to him. But now it seemed she had pushed him away again. Still, she couldn’t help it. Every time the little thing disobeyed, she felt an overwhelming urge to hit him—to keep hitting him until he obeyed!
Maybe she really should control herself, at least not hit him casually. She wanted the little thing to like her, not fear her! She tried to tell herself that, forcing herself to calm down. But the more she suppressed it, the more that cruel impulse became uncontrollable.