This was a huge garden in the middle, with trees planted on both sides of the circular path.
Li Ruoxi, who had come running out with a broom, stopped on the path gasping for breath.
Looking out, yellowish-green fallen leaves lay scattered on the ground.
Su Xi pointed at the ground and said to her, “Sweep this area clean, and also wash the clothes in the backyard laundry room.”
After assigning the task, Su Xi let out a cold snort and shot Li Ruoxi a contemptuous glance.
“Don’t think anyone will help you. Here, everyone has their own things to do.”
Before leaving, seeing Li Ruoxi’s weak and fragile appearance, Su Xi’s beautiful face showed a look of disgust.
Tap tap tap…
Su Xi, in her black high heels, walked away.
Li Ruoxi’s gaze still hadn’t shifted away.
Essentially, she still found it hard to resist that allure; her eyes would unconsciously be drawn over.
Quickly shaking her head, Li Ruoxi looked around for something to clean up the trash.
Vivian was atop the huge clock at the top of the castle, facing the chilly morning wind, her waist-length black hair gently blowing.
Vivian looked at Li Ruoxi and said, “Did you find out?”
Beside her, the man in the black suit, maintaining his respect for Vivian, placed his hands in front of him and bowed, saying, “We have brought them back, Lady Vivian.”
“Where?”
“The little girl has been handed over to Moyila. As for the old one, I put her to sleep.”
“Hand both over to Moyila. Remind Moyila that I don’t need her unnecessary compassion.”
“Yes, my master.”
“Go.”
In a flicker, the man in the suit vanished from beside Vivian.
Vivian held a long black leather rope in her hand.
With a light jump, she landed silently.
Li Ruoxi sensed someone behind her.
She subconsciously stopped cleaning and turned to look.
“Vivian?”
Her hands instinctively grabbed the broom handle and pulled it to her chest, her heart pounding traitorously.
“Y-you…”
The whip in Vivian’s hand gave Li Ruoxi a bad feeling.
“Weak ordinary people only know fear.”
Vivian’s blue eyes coldly reflected Li Ruoxi’s figure.
“I… I…”
“You can’t even speak clearly.”
Vivian, only two or three steps away from Li Ruoxi, took a step forward.
Taller than Li Ruoxi, she looked down at her.
“Your blood… I can smell it…”
Vivian slowly leaned in…
“N-no… don’t… you can’t… If you keep this up, I’ll hit you!”
Li Ruoxi’s expression suddenly tensed.
‘Is Vivian trying to suck blood again?’
‘No! Absolutely not! If she keeps sucking, I’ll have no blood left!’
‘She wants to suck my blood but won’t give me enough nutrition—she’s trying to kill me!’
‘Gu Qingqing! Come and capture this vampire! My savior!’
Li Ruoxi held the broom handle with both hands, assuming a two-handed sword attack stance.
The broom in her hand had become her lifeline.
“Don’t… don’t do this… You just had some last night… Why do you want more today… You can’t be so unreasonable…”
Li Ruoxi’s mind raced, thinking about everything regarding Vivian, wondering if there was any way to divert her attention.
‘Right! She’s not the only vampire. I think another vampire is supposed to visit her soon… to propose?’
‘What was I thinking back then?’
‘Whatever, just say it first.’
“Vivian! Wait! Wait… I have something to tell you!”
Before Li Ruoxi could think, her only weapon was taken away with one hand by the other.
Li Ruoxi felt her palms burning red and hot, and hurriedly said, “Um, I think I just saw someone sneak in. Look, look, right behind you.”
At a loss for how to refuse Vivian, Li Ruoxi kept looking behind Vivian and pointing.
Vivian curled her lips, smiling very unnaturally, like a perverted killer in some crime film.
After that sinister smile, Vivian said, “You’re mine now. As long as you obediently behave, I’ll pay off the debts your grandmother and sister owe. Remember, I am your master.”
“Huh?”
“No… I really did see someone appear just now, swoosh, went right over there…”
Li Ruoxi hadn’t seen that at all, but based on her memory as a scriptwriter, she was sure that around this time, a Brujah clan prince would come here.
Vivian irresistibly grabbed Li Ruoxi’s hand, and the whip in her hand wrapped around her black dress, turning into a belt.
“Let go!” Li Ruoxi struggled.
“You can’t escape my grasp. You are only mine…”