“Heh, is that all you have to say?”
“Ye Moran!”
Lin Qingyu took a deep breath. If she weren’t afraid that she couldn’t win in a fight, she would have stepped forward and punched her by now! Forcing herself to calm down, Lin Qingyu suppressed the fury in her heart.
“I don’t understand what kind of madness has gripped you again!”
“But let me tell you—doing this will only push Ye Jin further and further away. You’ll live to regret this!”
Lin Qingyu turned and left. Ye Moran’s eyes dimmed as she watched the retreating back; for once, a look of genuine confusion appeared on her face.
Wasn’t Lin Qingyu here for the little guy? Why didn’t she try to snatch him away? Why did she just leave without doing anything? Or… did I guess wrong?
Recalling the words spoken before the departure, Ye Moran became even more perplexed. She hated the feeling of not understanding something. She quickly caught up and grabbed Lin Qingyu’s wrist!
“Hiss!—”
Lin Qingyu gritted her teeth. This woman’s strength is incredible!
“What do you want now? Let go of me!”
“Tell me, why are you here?”
“Dammit, I’m here for a vacation! Can’t you see the clothes I’m wearing?!”
“Then why were you with him?”
“I was passing by and ran into him, okay? I wanted to chat, but there was a snake right next to him. I protected him, and we both rolled down the slope. Satisfied?”
Ye Moran fell silent, her grip gradually loosening.
“You’d better be telling the truth. If I find out you lied, I’ll—”
“You’ll what? Kill me?” Lin Qingyu snapped. “I’m seriously done. I can’t even go on vacation without running into a psycho like you. Go take your medicine! If you don’t, you’re going to lose it again!”
“I didn’t bring any.”
Ye Moran spoke calmly, as if this wasn’t a major issue at all.
“Crap, you can’t just stop taking your meds!” Lin Qingyu was instantly livid. She had worked so hard to formulate that medicine, yet this woman didn’t even bother to take it. What was the point of asking for it in the first place?!
“I just forgot. I’ll take it when I get back.”
“Forget it, take this first. The effect might be a bit weaker, but at least it’ll keep you from going completely off the rails!” Lin Qingyu rummaged through her backpack, pulled out a small vial, and handed it over.
Ye Moran took it and stuffed it into her pocket. “When are you leaving?”
“Now! After this disaster, I don’t want to stay here another second!”
“No. You’re coming back with us. There are other rooms in the guesthouse. Tell the boss and stay here.”
“Excuse me? Why on earth should I listen to you!” Lin Qingyu was on the verge of a breakdown. This woman was completely unreasonable, even trying to control her movements now?
“Aren’t you worried about me going crazy? If you stay here, you can stop me at any time.”
Ye Moran gave her a half-smile and turned back. “You’d better follow my arrangements. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what a ‘psycho’ like me might do.”
“Dammit… meeting you is the worst luck of my life!”
Ye Moran returned to the room and went to the sofa. She picked up the unconscious little guy, carefully placed him on the bed, and then climbed under the covers herself, locking him firmly in her arms.
In truth, after her outburst, her emotions had stabilized. She knew perfectly well that when the little guy woke up, he would hate her to death.
But she really couldn’t control herself!
The mere thought of him running away made her lose all restraint. She only wanted to confine him, to turn him into a plaything that belonged solely to her.
Su Ling’s sleep was long and heavy. He licked his parched lips; his throat was aching from prolonged dehydration.
“Ugh!…”
He tried to sit up, but the soreness and the tearing pain radiating from every part of his body made him give up on the idea.
“Little one, you’re finally awake. Here, drink something first.”
Ye Moran held a cup of warmed milk to his lips, attempting to feed him.
“You… don’t touch me!”
“I hate you!”
The smile on Ye Moran’s face froze, but she recovered quickly.
“Alright, alright, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have treated you like that. I’ll apologize, okay?”
“No… I don’t want your apology. Get away from me.”
Su Ling’s voice was raspy. Every word felt like a blade in his throat, but he endured the pain to push her away. He truly detested Ye Moran right now.
“Little one, I’m sorry, but I think you should drink this milk first. It’ll help you feel better, otherwise I’ll be worried.”
“I don’t want it! Stay away!”
Su Ling showed no appreciation. His mind was filled with images of him begging for mercy while she ignored him entirely.
It’s so unfair. I begged her so much, but she was still so violent. If she had just been a little bit gentle, I could have endured it! But she was so rough… she didn’t treat me like a person at all.
Bad person… a huge bad person!
Ye Moran closed her eyes tightly. When she opened them again, a flash of ruthlessness crossed her gaze. Before the little guy could react, she pinched his chin firmly!
“Since you won’t listen, I’ll just have to force you!”
“Mmph!—”
Su Ling struggled desperately, but some of the milk still entered his mouth. Most of it was splashed everywhere—on his clothes, his legs, and his arms, leaving white streaks. Yet, he continued to resist, looking as though he would rather die than drink.
Ye Moran looked at the cup; more than half had been spilled.
“Naughty boy… you’re not being good at all.”
“Wooo… you’re a bad person! I don’t want to talk to you! Get out! Get out!”
Su Ling’s body couldn’t move, so only his mouth could protest. His eyes wouldn’t stop crying. He felt so aggrieved—she was the one who bullied him, and now she was being so rough. Couldn’t she just coax him properly?
He was actually very easy to coax! A few kind words and he would have been fine!
The more he thought about it, the more wronged he felt, and the more the tears flowed.
Ye Moran watched his tears, suppressing the urge to lick them away. She reached out and gently wiped them instead.
“Look at you. Because you wouldn’t listen, the bed and the blankets are all wet.”
“Wooo… it’s not my fault. It’s yours… it’s all your fault!”
Seeing her try to shift the blame, Su Ling pouted and wailed even harder.
“Fine, my fault. I guess I’ll have to trouble you to wait on the sofa for a bit, little one.”
Ye Moran picked him up and placed him on the nearby sofa. She then made a phone call. Soon, the cleaning staff arrived and began skillfully changing the sheets and duvet covers.
During this time, Su Ling lay quietly in her arms, no longer making a fuss. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, but he was terrified of being discovered—the ears on his head and the tail behind him were becoming more and more prominent.
If he were found out, people might treat him like a monster. He didn’t want to be a monster!