[Urban] Dance of Flowers (Complete) - 9

Chapter 54 Foot Massage 1

Yun Heying "deceived" me again, using his trustworthy, business-minded demeanor to sway me completely. And once again, I foolishly believed him, happily counting the money for him even after being sold out.

I originally thought that becoming a eunuch from a household prostitute was a small promotion in status. At least it would sound less lowly than before. But in reality, after I agreed to become his eunuch, Yun Heying generously gave four old servants in the Yun household a sum of money so they could return to their hometowns to live out their days in peace. And because of my "outstanding talent" and "high aptitude," I was rightfully given the vacancies of these four.

This meant that I would be doing the work that originally required four people.

"How can this be! I have to serve you, dress you, feed you, bathe you, keep your accounts, manage your finances, collect money, serve you tea and water when you go out, book inns, and at home, show concern and massage your shoulders... My name is Begonia, not Sea God! If you treat me like this, I'll either die or be crippled!"

I protested vehemently against this cruel reality. However, that perverted skin-peeling demon Yun Heying lay on the bed, drinking tea and looking at the account books, occasionally ordering me to fetch this and that, all the while muttering to himself.

"This is called training. If you don't have the ability to take on four people at once, why would I use you? Why would I bother to train you? Do you know how lucrative the rewards will be if you do business with me in the future? It won't all come for free. Think it through."

As soon as he said that, I immediately pictured myself swimming in a pile of money... Although it was a fantasy, I had to admit that the conditions he offered were indeed very tempting.

Fine, I'll believe him this once.

I humbly fetched hot water, tested the temperature with my hand, and began to dutifully wash the young master's feet. Yun Heying's feet were neither big nor small, slender and pale but not delicate. It's true he's busy and tired every day, but this young man, burdened with heavy responsibilities, still knows how to rest and maintain his health.

Sleep time doesn't have to be long, but the quality of sleep must be good. Every night before bed, I light some sleep-inducing incense for him, and before sleeping, I massage the acupoints on the soles of his feet.

To be honest, this habit makes me feel a little resentful.

Because now I've signed a new, unfair contract; I'm the one washing his feet, and I'm also the one massaging them. Washing his feet is fine; Yun Heying is clean, and his feet don't smell at all. But massaging his feet requires me to sit on a low stool, holding his feet completely in my lap and massaging them.

Every time this happened, his heel would inevitably brush against my chest, sometimes even giving it a light tap, leaving me wavering between wanting to get angry and thinking it was unnecessary, which was quite frustrating.

"The key point, yes, it's that... hiss... ah..."

Completely unaware of how suggestive my moans were, I kept my head down, pretending not to hear anything, and continued pressing his pressure points with my knuckles, while my cheeks still inescapably burned red.

His throat injury hadn't fully healed, and now his moans were unexpectedly husky and sexy... making me feel inexplicably itchy.

"Ah... there... oh... oh... oh oh..."

"Damn it! Can you stop moaning?!"

I really couldn't stand the tickling, not to mention that he was a grown man wearing only an undershirt, and his heel was still occasionally stepping on my breasts.

I, Haitang, consider myself not a lewd woman, but at least I'm not a virgin, I'm a normal woman who has experienced sex. At certain times, even seeing a strong farmhand carrying wood shirtless under the scorching sun can make one fantasize about lewd things and drool, let alone you moaning and groaning in my ear like you're in bed.

"Heh? Then try getting your feet massaged without making a sound, and I'll give you ten taels of silver."

Yun Heying seemed to be in a good mood today, and he challenged me with just a few words. But how could I let him look down on me like that? I stood up excitedly, took off my shoes without saying a word, and stuffed my feet into his arms.

"Come on, let's bet!"

Chapter 55 Foot Massage 2

"Ugh... Eeeee...!!"

Biting my fingers, I half-lay on Yun Heying's bed, handing my feet to this perverted man, letting him knead and shape them. Originally, the two of us made a bet: if I made a sound while getting my foot acupoints massaged, I would lose and have to pay him ten taels of silver.

I was initially very confident about this bet. Back when I was wandering the streets, I could endure being bitten by stray dogs and cut by blades of grass without batting an eye, let alone a little massage. But this wasn't the simple pain I expected; it was a pain mixed with an unbearable itch, followed by endless pleasure…

Ugh…

I really want to scream!

"I didn't expect your feet to be so delicate,"

Yun Heying said casually, his large hand stroking my feet as he focused on the massage.

"Hmm… I didn't expect a young master like you to have such good finger skills…"

Ah… ugh…

The moan almost escaped my lips halfway through my sentence, so I quickly pinched my mouth shut, looking like a duck.

"Your skin is just a little dry. I have a tube of ointment in my cabinet, take it. Use it to rub your feet after you shower, and over time your feet will become as soft and tender as your face."

"Ah... thank you... um..."

"Hehe..."

Seeing me struggling like a pig for ten taels of silver, Yun Heying calmly observed my ugly state of pounding the bed and scratching the wall with his willow-leaf-shaped eyes, while his nimble hands pressed down on my poor soles with various techniques.

Ahh... I can't take it anymore.

"There was a time when I massaged people's feet every day. That's how I developed this massage skill."

Perhaps he was amused by me and his mood improved, or perhaps he remembered something and his mood worsened. In any case, Yun Heying always had that indifferent look, but his eyes seemed to be full of thoughts. An extremely unpredictable person—

"Eh?"

I stared at him in astonishment, and for a moment I even forgot the pain.

"Ah, back then I was just starting out in business. A nouveau riche told me that if I massaged his feet for a month, he'd agree to stock my goods in his shop."

"So you did it?"

"Yeah, I did. I did it really seriously, even going so far as to ask a foot massage master to teach me the techniques."

"Damn, you're so shameless! If it were me, I'd send him to eat shit!"

I shouted indignantly. Although Yun Heying wasn't very nice to me, it was like a family squabble. He could beat me up behind closed doors, but being bullied by others outside was unacceptable.

Daring to let Yun Heying massage his feet?!

Damn it!!

"Don't talk like that. If it were you, and I made you a prostitute to pay off debts that weren't yours, wouldn't you have accepted it?"

The man glanced at me disdainfully, his face full of disbelief.

I was speechless. Thinking about it, it really was true.

People like us, when faced with a situation, would abandon not only dignity but even our integrity. Because we are poor, we are like ants, and being able to live one more day is a blessing from heaven.

In those impoverished rural areas, so many people go hungry and naked, their lives worse than even the dogs in the homes of the rich. At a time like this, to worry about decorum—that kind of bookish idealism—is far less real to me than a bowl of fragrant white rice.

I just never imagined that this glamorous Yun Heying was once one of my kind.

“Back then, I massaged his feet, and as I massaged, I thought to myself…what goes around comes around. Today I’m your grandson, tomorrow I’ll be your grandfather.”

Seemingly ignoring my presence, Yun Heying was lost in her memories, continuing to recount the past.

“And then…”

I listened intently, unconsciously removing my finger from my lips.

“And then?”

The man smiled, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

“And then, as you already know, I just gave that man some money so he could retire home.”

“Ah? You mean…Uncle Wang who massaged your feet?! He used to…used to…”

I gaped, speechless.

"Yeah, he used to be quite rich, but unfortunately he fell on hard times and had to make a living by massaging feet. What a cruel twist of fate—"

The man's smile grew even more alluring as he saw me staring blankly. Just as I was wondering why he was suddenly smiling so friendly at me, he suddenly exerted force, shoving his hand hard into the sole of my foot.

"Ahhh!!!!"

I screamed unexpectedly, clutching my foot and curling into a ball in pain.

That bastard…ambushed me…

"You lost. Ten taels of silver will be deducted from your monthly salary."

Casually clapping his hands, that scoundrel Yun Heying innocently picked up a cotton handkerchief and began wiping his hands.

Chapter 56 Foot Massage 3

"Waaah…you bullied me…"

My first paycheck after my promotion was deducted before I even received it. I buried my head in Yun Heying's brocade quilt, my shoulders heaving as I pretended to cry, hoping to gain some sympathy.

After pretending for so long, I got tired of it myself. I glanced furtively at the man opposite me, only to find him looking at me with a half-smile, his face contorted with suppressed laughter. Still using your hands? How can that possibly be enjoyable? [Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male sex toy anime virgin real sex toy highly realistic genital shape! Intense and irresistible! Click to enter]

"Damn it! How can you have no compassion at all! You cunning old fox, bullying a weak woman like me, what kind of man are you?"

My most prized acting skills failed me, and I angrily cursed.

"Weak woman? Are you really talking about yourself…"

The man scoffed dismissively, resting his chin on his hand, staring at me intently.

"Haitang, admit it. You're not the kind of woman who needs a man's protection or pity. Anyone you set your sights on is just your prey. If you take them seriously, you've already lost. In the end, you'll devour them until there's nothing left. Do you think I'm that brainless idiot?" "

..."

I gritted my teeth inwardly.

Yes, how could he be a brainless idiot? He's almost as cunning as a monkey; he's the one who'll devour me until there's nothing left.

I'm not bragging, but since I started out, I've never met such a difficult man. I lost to Yuan Weijiu because I liked him. In front of someone you like, "who loves whom, who owes whom"—the one with more emotion is always the loser.

But why me and Yun Heying? I neither like him nor do I really owe him anything. Is he really that much smarter than me, so he can control me like a puppet?

"What are you doing!"

Just as I was racking my brains trying to figure out how to beat this freak Yun Heying, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside. Before my thoughts could settle, the person had already pushed the door open aggressively and shouted without any politeness.

"Yun Zhengyue...?"

I called out blankly, lying on Yun Heying's lap.

But as soon as I called him, I regretted it... Judging from this guy's murderous look, he was obviously here to catch us cheating. I should have just stayed in bed and pretended to be dead, and let him go to Yun Heying if he had any complaints.

"No manners at all, not even knocking before coming in..."

Yun Heying was indeed Yun Heying. Even with Yun Zhengyue's menacing aura, he could still calmly maintain his dignity. He looked like he was just missing a cup of tea in his hand so he could casually take a sip and completely disregard the other party's accusations.

"I'm asking... what are you two doing? You've even gotten into bed!"

Yun Zhengyue trembled with anger at what he saw, and couldn't help but point at my face and yell. Tsk, this kid will never be as impulsive as his brother.

"Since when do I need to report to you about everything I do, huh? Have you finished looking at the ledgers I asked you to look at?"

I raised my eyelids to look at him, but this time Yun Heying's eyes lacked their usual doting and kindness. Instead, they revealed a cold, impatient light...

How strange, I rarely see him speak to Yun Zhengyue like this, as if he is very unhappy that he appeared at this time.

"...I, I want to take Haitang away."

Perhaps he was really frightened by his brother's attitude, Yun Zhengyue was dumbfounded after his attempt at arrogance failed. He stammered for a moment, unable to save face, and finally stepped forward and grabbed my hand, trying to drag me off the bed.

"She's my personal attendant now, she doesn't have time to deal with you. If there's anything, tell Furong and the others to handle it. If that doesn't work, go find some girls to amuse yourself. I don't need to teach you this, do I?"

"I only want Haitang!"

Yun Zhengyue gripped my hand so tightly it almost twisted my wrist off.

"Fine, then ask her if she'll come with you."

Yun Heying sighed impatiently, rubbing his temples, looking quite tired.

"Alright, alright, I'll go with you."

Caught between two formidable men, the woman always has to make the choice. But this time, it wasn't the sweet choice she imagined.

Hearing my words, Yun Zhengyue's face immediately lit up with joy, while Yun Heying frowned again.

Chapter 57

A Slip of the Tongue Yun Heying's frown made me feel uneasy. And that clueless Yun Zhengyue still brazenly grabbed my hand and dragged me off the bed. Just before leaving, I felt someone's sharp gaze fixed on my back, but I didn't have the courage to turn around and meet it—

what bad luck! Those two brothers are fighting, and no matter who wins or loses, I'm the one who suffers.

Yun Zhengyue pulled and tugged at my hand the whole way, seemingly in a good mood. When we jogged back to his room, I found a table full of steaming dishes waiting for me.

Hmm…

it looks really good. What's gotten into Yun Zhengyue? Why did he suddenly decide to treat me to dinner?

"Sit down, Haitang, try my homemade food!"

He pulled out a chair for me with a grin, a childlike smile on his face, as if he were showing off a treasure.

"Eh...you made this?"

I was secretly surprised. I never imagined this pampered young master, who never lifted a finger in the kitchen, would cook for me himself. The dishes looked pretty good, already satisfying in terms of color, aroma, and taste. But since he made it, I really didn't dare to eat it...I wondered if the most important thing, the taste, would be a disaster.

"Yeah, eat up!"

He proudly picked up a chicken leg and put it on my plate. This guy always knew what I liked to eat. Seeing his excited look, even though I was still very suspicious, I obeyed his wishes and took a bite without hesitation.

Hmm? It actually tasted pretty good!

"Why did you suddenly decide to cook for me?"

After doing so much hard work with Yun Heying for so long, I was starving, and now, faced with a table full of delicious food, I couldn't help but wolf it down. Thinking to myself, "As expected of Yun Zhengyue who likes me, he knows how to consider my stomach. Unlike that heartless Yun Bapi, who only knows how to make me work, work, work!

" "Oh... this..."

Hearing my question, Yun Zhengyue scratched his head sheepishly.

"Didn't you always say I'm useless, that I can't do anything but eat, drink, and have fun..."

When did I say that? I don't remember...

"So I've decided to turn over a new leaf and start learning properly from the moment my brother was rescued, striving to become a useful person and help my brother relieve his burdens as soon as possible."

He paused here. Then, he quietly moved his chair and snuggled up to me like a puppy.

"I also hope you can change your opinion of me, fall in love with me soon, and marry me."

"..."

"Cough cough!! Cough cough!!!"

I choked, and quite badly.

"Don't eat so fast, drink some water!"

Seeing me coughing violently and tears welling up in my eyes. Yun Zhengyue was startled and tenderly poured me tea and water, gently patting my back to help me catch my breath.

"Yun Zhengyue, you..."

After catching my breath, I felt an indescribable bitterness. Looking at the incredibly handsome man before me, even with his countless flaws, he was the one who loved me the most. And yet, I could never have a bright future with him.

I wanted to tell him to give up, that I could never marry him. I liked mature men; they gave me, a woman who had grown up in hardship and loneliness, a self-deceptive sense of security. Yuan Weijiu was fine, even Yun Heying, whom I hated to the core, but it could never be him. However, before I could speak, he silenced me with a hand.

"..."

I stared at him, and in Yun Zhengyue's bright eyes, I could read a hint of knowing sadness.

"You're not allowed to say anything. I haven't even finished changing yet, and you're already so eager to deny me. Isn't that unfair to me? Besides, who can predict the future? I've given you my jade pendant, so my heart is yours. I'm confident that one day you'll love me."

The man spoke earnestly, as if he had thought about it for a long time, revealing a resolute determination.

Hearing his words, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow for Yun Heying. Thinking of what that man had said to me in the stone chamber, such a resolute person, working so hard to support this family. Yet his influence over his younger brother was less than that of a woman with only a pretty face…

If he knew what Yun Zhengyue had said to me today, I wonder whether he would laugh or cry.

"Alright, eat your food, it's getting cold."

Quietly pulling the man's large hand away from my mouth, I patted Yun Zhengyue's shoulder noncommittally, thinking that perhaps it wasn't a bad thing to appease him with this vague approach for now.

Regardless of the outcome, if he truly has the perseverance to strive and become another man who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Yun Heying, it will be a good thing for this family and for Yun Heying. Then I can consider it a favor…

“Hmm, eat!”

Seeing that I wasn’t in a hurry to deny myself, Yun Zhengyue seemed very happy. His handsome face brightened, and soon he excitedly brought out a jar of good wine and filled it for both of us.

“Such a beautiful night, wouldn’t it be a pity to have good food but no good wine? Come on, Haitang, let’s have a few drinks.”

He made a sarcastic remark, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.

The two of us ate and drank, thoroughly enjoying ourselves. After a few rounds of drinks, we were both still flushed, half-drunk and half-awake. Looking at the man’s good capacity for alcohol, I couldn’t help but think of his older brother, who couldn’t hold his liquor. I couldn’t help but tease that freak Yun Heying.

"Yun Zhengyue, you can really drink. Unlike your brother, he's so stupid, he can't even tell north from south

after one pot..." "Haha, you mean him! He really is. He has to hire someone to block him when he's negotiating business at the table, otherwise not only will the deal fall through, but that guy will also turn into a lecherous monster when he's drunk, biting any woman he sees..."

"Pfft... Haha! That's right, you're right... He's incredibly lecherous, you really can't tell from his usual behavior..."

The incredibly erotic images from before I passed out flashed through my mind. I slumped onto the table, laughing uncontrollably, propping my head up with my wrist.

Yun Zhengyue started laughing along with me, but gradually, the smile on his face began to fade, replaced by a terrifying anger. I couldn't laugh anymore, and I covered my lips in fear and frustration, stumbling to my feet and backing away several feet.

Then, I heard him ask coldly,

"Haitang, did you sleep with my older brother?"

"I..."

My retreating steps came to an abrupt halt, my waist slamming against the table in a disheveled state.

Chapter 58 Breakup

"Tell me! What happened! Tell me!!!"

The docile appearance was gone; the cute little dog instantly transformed into a ferocious beast. Yun Zhengyue's expression looked pained, his fists clenched tightly, his strong body trembling uncontrollably.

"Yun Zhengyue, calm down..."

Remembering Yun Heying's repeated admonitions, I couldn't help but feel a little scared. How ridiculous, at this moment, I wasn't worried about Yun Zhengyue's feelings, but rather about how that perverted Yun Heying would punish me after making his precious younger brother suffer.

The saying "kindness is often taken advantage of" is true. Because Yun Zhengyue had always been very good to me, even ingratiating, I was able to ignore his feelings and only care about myself.

"Calm down?! You slept with my brother, how can I calm down! Haitang...do you have no heart? Where do you place me after doing this?!"

Panting heavily, Yun Zhengyue shook my shoulders violently, his eyes reddening as he roared, and soon tears streamed down his face in front of me.

"How could you be so mean! So heartless! Hurting me so casually!!!"

"Yun Zhengyue! Your brother was drunk then, and I don't know martial arts, so I couldn't fight back at all. Besides, I'm a prostitute, and if I didn't sleep with him, I would have slept with other men sooner or later. I can't belong to just you, do you even understand that?!"

Seeing him continue to go crazy, I couldn't help but yell back. But the next second, I was slapped hard across the face by the man.

"You slut!"

...

Suddenly, everything went blank, and a burning pain shot through my cheek. This martial artist had practically knocked me to the ground with all his might.

Damn...

thankfully he didn't use internal force, otherwise, he probably would have shattered all my teeth.

My unrepentant attitude finally touched the last shred of decency in Yun Zhengyue's heart. It turned out this guy wasn't just someone who would tolerate me unconditionally. He wasn't someone who would do anything just to make me happy.

In truth, no one could be more despicable than me, completely betrayed by Yuan Weijiu, yet constantly shifting between hatred and reluctance to clear his name. And Yun Zhengyue, who had received far more pampering since childhood, could tolerate my abuse, but he couldn't tolerate repeated betrayals.

He was right; I really am despicable.

Taking advantage of his affection for me, I've always bullied him; taking advantage of my feelings for Yuan Weijiu, I shamelessly clung to her; taking advantage of Yun Heying's cleverness and cunning, I wished

he could be my protector… A slut like me doesn't deserve his affection. A slap to wake me up is good.

"Haitang…"

Seeing me struggling to sit up on the ground, my right cheek rapidly swelling, Yun Zhengyue seemed to be suddenly awakened by something. She looked at her hand, then at me, and murmured helplessly,

"Why… you're always like this, so indifferent to disappointing me… never caring how much pain I'm in…"

"Yun Zhengyue…"

By this time, I had already stood up unsteadily, my lip bleeding, my mouth filled with the sweet, metallic taste of blood.

"I don't love you."

"Don't say that..."

"I don't love you, Yun Zhengyue, and I could never love you."

"I told you not to say it!!"

"Give up, no matter what you do, I will never love you or marry you..."

"Haitang!"

Yun Zhengyue's face was completely distorted, his whole body filled with ferocity, as if he could rush up and tear me to pieces at any moment.

"If I don't love you, I can only hate you. There will be no next time I forgive you, so don't regret it..."

"Hmm."

Looking at his resolute attitude, I just smiled bitterly, my eyes clear.

"That would be best."

Mid-episode extra: My days as a pet in the Yun family

"Haitang—"

Someone had just taken a short nap, and now, with his clothes half-undone, he was lying on his side on the soft couch like a sleeping Buddha, supporting his handsome face with his palm and staring at me without blinking.

"Woof..."

I responded softly, put down the sesame cake in my hand, and ran to his bedside to squat down, then "slapped" my half-clenched fist onto his outstretched palm.

"Oh~ Good boy~"

The man patted my head, then contentedly took a few candies from a small bag and tossed them into the air. I jumped up quickly, caught them in my mouth, and began happily chewing.

If I'm obedient, I'll have everything. I've always been a clever and adorable pet.

☆☆☆

"Begonia—"

My master is calling me again. This is terrible! I follow him around all day, but he still thinks I'm not loyal enough. Even when we met his brother in the garden, he immediately told me not to say anything or look around too much.

My master's brother seems like a very nice person, even more handsome, and with a seemingly gentler temperament. Seeing him walk towards me, he kindly patted my head. I instinctively started wagging my tail excitedly, but my master angrily pinched my ears. Then he dragged me to a stone cave behind the rockery and started doing this and that… and for three whole days, he didn't give me any candy.

I felt extremely wronged. My master is a petty and mean-spirited jerk.

"Tell me, who's prettier, me or him?"

Having tormented me half to death, my owner, still relentless, pulled my tail and asked fiercely.

"Woof..." (You're prettier)

"Then will you still listen to me from now on?"

"Woof..." (Yes...)

"Then what will you do if you see my brother again?"

My owner's expression softened a bit, and he began to stroke my fur with a small comb.

"Woof woof..." (I absolutely ignore him!)

"Oh~~ That's a good boy~~~"

He hugged me contentedly.

☆☆☆

I'm sick... So sad...tt_tt

I ate too many chili peppers last night, which directly caused my stomach to hurt terribly today. My owner originally wanted to take me out to inspect the shops as usual, but unexpectedly, I was curled up in a ball on my little bed, barely alive. Startled, he immediately pressed his forehead against mine, only to find that I not only had a stomachache, but my body was also frighteningly hot...

"Someone! Quickly call a doctor!"

The doctor arrived quickly and diagnosed me with typhoid fever caused by stomach discomfort. I had initially thought my money-loving master would simply leave me with the servants while he went to inspect the shop.

But to my surprise, he left the shop with the servants, staying behind to carefully inquire about the prescription and instructing the kitchen to prepare the medicine for me.

"Begonia, what would you like to eat, hmm? I'll have someone cook it for you."

While tenderly tucking me in, my master gently patted my forehead, looking very concerned.

"Woof..." (I want bone broth)

"Okay, I'll get it for you right away, just wait."

Soon, the soup arrived. I struggled to sit up, but he soothingly pressed me down, shaking his head to indicate I didn't need to move.

"I'll feed you."

I watched expectantly as my master used his long, beautiful hand to hold the spoon, slowly scooping up a spoonful of soup and carefully blowing on it to cool it. I obediently opened my mouth, a warm feeling rising in my heart.

却见主人并没有将汤喂进我的嘴里，而是自己喝了而後伏下头来用嘴巴将汤汁渡到我的口中。

“汪？”

“乖乖，这样喝你不会太累。”

舔着唇角在哺喂的过程中溅出的汤汁，主人笑得很是邪恶。而後，我看到他一脸严肃的转过头去对看傻了的下人吩咐了一句。

“告诉厨房，多熬点，给我也乘一碗。骨头汤味道还真不错……”

“……”

原来主人也是个吃货。

第59章意外的冷淡

於是在这样一个冰凉刺骨的夜晚，我被一个逼近癫狂的男人粗暴的赶了出来。随之而来的是一阵碗盘落地的声音，方才那一桌好菜已经被他用泄愤的方式尽数推落在了地上。

也好。

长痛不如短痛。

“嘶嘶”的抽动着发痛的嘴角，我心里虽酸却也如释重负。现在想想自己也挺欠揍的，放着好好的二少夫人不做偏要做随侍，甚至是妓女。 It's simply because I don't like Yun Zhengyue, or rather, I don't like him enough to want to be with him for the rest of my life.

For a woman like me, whether I like someone or not is such an important thing... How strange. I can't really figure it out myself.

Tonight, the night is as cool as ice water. I originally wanted to go back to my room and rest properly, but then I remembered that I'm no longer a courtesan. Ever since I became Yun Heying's servant, he had someone add a small bed to the outer room of his room. I have to serve him at night, including getting up to use the restroom in the middle of the night, so I basically sleep on the small bed with him every step of the way.

I wonder if he's asleep right now... Will going back abruptly wake him up and make him lash out at me for no reason?

"Achoo!"

A gust of cold wind blew by, and I sneezed embarrassingly. The righteous feeling that had just sprouted in my mind to stand outside all night immediately shrank back, and then I quickly hugged my shoulders and started running towards Yun Heying's room in small steps.

"Creak—"

I carefully pushed open Yun Heying's door. He was sleeping in the inner room, and given his recent injury, he was probably too tired to hear me.

Thinking I'd gotten away unnoticed, I tiptoed towards the small bed; I really missed my warm blankets. But the chill from before hadn't worn off, and my nose started itching again, so I couldn't help but sneeze loudly.

"Who is it?"

Sure enough, a man's voice soon echoed from the inner room.

This guy…

injured, yet as wary as a wolf.

"It's me… Haitang."

My hand, which had just touched the blankets, reluctantly withdrew. I sighed, turned, and went to the inner room to greet Yun Heying.

"You…?"

Seemingly confused as to why I'd returned, Yun Heying drawled, then continued,

"Light the candles."

"Okay…"

I did as he said listlessly. When the room was clearly illuminated by the candlelight, I saw Yun Heying reclining on the bed, his gaze on me filled with more surprise than confusion.

"You got beaten up... by Yue'er? What happened?"

Hearing his question, I knew I couldn't avoid it. So I recounted in detail how Yun Zhengyue found out we'd slept together and his subsequent outburst. At the end, I added, quite self-awarely,

"Can I return that jade pendant? It's meaningless to me now anyway."

...

After a brief silence, Yun Heying's reaction was surprisingly calm.

I was worried that his love for his brother was too strong; he'd repeatedly warned me not to let Yun Zhengyue know. I expected him to be furious and, despite my injuries, to personally comfort Yun Zhengyue in his room. But instead,

he just pondered deeply for a moment, then glanced at me thoughtfully, and finally murmured, "Fine," before falling asleep as if nothing had happened.

His indifference completely exceeded my expectations...

Huh?

That's it...?!

Chapter 60 Comforting

Startled by his reaction, I scratched my head, somewhat bewildered, and turned to leave. But before I could even take a step, this fickle man suddenly called out to me.

"Wait—"

"What is it?"

I turned, puzzled.

"Do you need me to comfort you, hmm?"

A strange, eerie breeze blew, flickering the candlelight and creating an ambiguous atmosphere between us.

Comfort?!

What does that mean?!

My heart pounded, my eyes wide, desperately needing an explanation. But Yun Heying smiled slightly, his long, willow-leaf eyes narrowing alluringly.

"If you want it, come over. I can waive your money."

"..."

I heard myself swallow, my cheeks burning slightly, whether from redness or pain. Something felt off.

Why...why is this...?

Of the two brothers, Yun Zhengyue is clearly more handsome. Yun Heying is a born cold-faced king; his face is stiff when he's not speaking, and it's no better when he is. He always has that smug, businesslike look.

Why did I abandon such a sexy and beautiful man like Yun Zhengyue, even deeply hurting him, only to be so bewildered by Yun Heying's suggestive words?

Could it be that, without realizing it, I've developed unusual feelings for this man with whom I spent a night, yet who usually exploits me so ruthlessly?

God, how pathetic am I!

One Yuan Weijiu wasn't enough, now there's Yun Heying. Am I a born masochist, only happy when I'm being abused?!

"Still hesitating?"

My mouth was watering, while Yun Heying was clearly getting impatient. This guy, usually so confident in his accounts, but when it comes to me, he's like he's in a rush to be reborn.

"This...isn't that a bit much..."

Recalling his impressive bedroom skills in front of me, I was still feeling down because of Yun Zhengyue. Sleeping with a man to heal this wound might be an effective way. But I had a feeling things weren't that simple.

"If you hesitate any longer, I might change my mind."

Smiling and shaking his head, Yun Heying's sharp gaze began to soften, his cold expression slowly fading, as if he really intended to ignore me and sleep alone.

"Then, then let's go..."

Who's afraid of who!

His threat to back down ignited my lust, and I charged forward to his bedside, looking down at his mysterious face.

Wasn't he going to comfort me? Then let's go all out!

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“Look here, this number is clearly wrong. Something must have been missed. Don’t underestimate these small oversights; every single account must be accurate. Otherwise, at the end of the year, a little less here, a little less there, and it will end up being a huge financial shortfall.” There

was no moon outside the window, and only a dim lamp illuminated the room.

My right cheek was swollen, and I had dark circles under my eyes. I lay blankly on the table, glancing sideways at Yun Heying, who was wearing an outer robe and looking very serious as he pointed out the accounting errors to me.

Damn…

I thought his “comfort” meant sexual retribution. It's a waste that I, a free-spirited woman who's also driven by desire, was even momentarily smitten with him, only to end up being taught bookkeeping for free...

I just don't understand, what's so comforting about bookkeeping...? I didn't feel comforted at all, I'm just exhausted...

"Wait, you've got this wrong again. It's clearly an expense, how did you inherit income? If you're this careless, how can I trust you with my business in the future? If you don't help, you'll have to go back to being a prostitute, are you willing to accept that?"

"Hmm... being a prostitute isn't so bad, at least I can sleep..."

I rubbed my eyes and lazily yawned.

"..."

"Useless."

Someone frowned and scolded me with disdain.

"Yun Heying... I'm so sleepy, let's not watch anymore, okay..."

I didn't know what time it was, but it was definitely past midnight. My face didn't hurt anymore, but my back hurt, and I could barely see anything.

"Hey..."

Seeing me slump down and start to slide, Yun Heying frowned even more, and then had to catch me to prevent me from falling to the ground.

"So comfortable..."

As soon as I fell into the man's arms, I was like a cat stuck to a pillow, hugging him tightly without a care and then closing my eyes.

Chapter 61 The Taoist

blew around groggily. When I woke up, my back ached, but thankfully I had slept quite soundly. When I opened my eyes, I almost screamed in fright, because Yun Heying's face was magnified in front of me, his expression tired and peaceful. He actually managed to sleep all night, curled up in his arms on the chair, and I felt like I'd been struck by lightning.

"Hey... wake up, Yun Heying? Wake up!"

Finding his hunched-over dozing posture really unsightly, I scrambled up and gently nudged his shoulder, calling out.

"Hmm..."

he groaned softly, and only when he felt the emptiness in my arms did he slowly open his eyes.

"You're awake?"

he asked.

"Awake..."

I looked at him gratefully, my eyes welling up with tears.

I never expected this! Time will tell. This Yun Heying, usually so harsh on me, actually put up with the sacrifice of sleeping in my arms just to make me comfortable. It's so touching.

"It's good you're awake."

The man slightly furrowed his brow and stretched his neck.

"Your monthly salary will be reduced by one tael of silver this month."

"Huh??? Why?"

My gratitude vanished abruptly, and I froze, utterly bewildered.

"You dare ask me?"

The man twisted his neck, making a creaking sound.

"Don't you know my leg is injured and I can't walk? How dare you leave your master here to sleep alone, using me as a pillow and not waking me up no matter how much you push me!"

"..."

"Do you know how uncomfortable I was last night? It's already very kind of me to only deduct one tael of silver from you. If you ask me, you can forget about getting any money this month. Tsk, what are you standing there for? Help me to bed to rest!"

"..."

So that's how it is...

Under the man's stern condemnation, I could only nod and bow as I half-lifted this incredibly heavy guy from the chair and then laboriously moved him towards the bed. The little bit of goodwill I had felt for him earlier had long since vanished.

What the hell...

He just made up an excuse to deduct my silver. Yun the Skinflint, you should change your name to Yun the Money Lover. You were the one who forcibly subjected me to mental violence under the guise of comfort, making me fall asleep while checking accounts in the middle of the night... How come it's my fault now?

Just as I was mentally cursing him, a servant rushed in.

"Young Master, something bad has happened... Second Master... he..."

Before he could finish his sentence, both Yun Heying and I changed our expressions.

Especially me, my heart skipped a beat. I thought to myself that the incident of Yun Zhengyue "running away from home" last time hadn't completely passed, and what thoughtless thing had he done this time that was so worrying? This damned fellow, was he deliberately trying to make things difficult for others?!

"What is it? Tell me slowly."

Fortunately, Yun Heying was still able to keep his composure. I saw him slowly sit down by the edge of the couch. He didn't lose any of the dignity of the head of the family, but judging from his tense face, he must have been very worried.

"Second Young Master, I don't know what's wrong with him. He went to see Cousin Young Master early this morning and brought in a

Taoist priest from Maoshan. He said he'd perform some kind of ritual to make him forget the past. Tell me, what's going on? Is Second Young Master going to forget us all...?" This servant was clearly loyal, his anxiety overflowing. As he spoke, he wiped away tears and stamped his feet, at a loss for what to do.

As soon as he said this, Yun Heying's gaze thoughtfully fell on my face. I subconsciously touched the swollen spot on my cheek, forcing a bitter smile.

So, I was the culprit...

"Where is Yue'er now?"

Just as I was thinking, Yun Heying asked again.

"Second Young Master and Cousin Young Master are in the garden now, and that Taoist priest seems to be about to perform a ritual."

"Send someone to carry me to the garden to see."

"Yes!"

The servant received the order and hurriedly left. Before long, four or five strong young servants came and carried Yun Heying to a specially made rattan chair, like a sedan chair, and carried her out.

I pondered this in the house, but ultimately couldn't overcome my worry for Yun Zhengyue. So I hurriedly followed, and sure enough, upon entering the garden, I saw an altar covered with talismans, and an old Taoist priest with a goatee was pretending to chant incantations and practice swordsmanship.

Yun Zhengyue stood in front of him, expressionless, seemingly waiting for something.

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