Jun Hao pinned her down, returning to his usual smile, deliberately touching her earlobe with his lips. He whispered: “If you have the courage to challenge, you must have the courage to bear the consequences.”
“No.” Only when danger approached did An Ke realize she had stirred up more trouble than she could handle. She pressed her hands against his thick chest, preventing his entire body from getting close to her.
Jun Hao fixed her restless hands with one hand and roughly tore off her top, buttons scattering on the floor. At this moment, he was like an enraged lion, disregarding An Ke’s desperate struggles, domineering leaving his mark on her fullness… Feeling her body motionless, he raised his head to look at her tightly closed eyes, like a stiff dead fish. His low voice, unable to hide his disgust: “Just moments ago you were as passionate as a prostitute, now you’re cold as a dead fish. I’m telling you not to play these hard-to-get games.” He pushed her away, straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, and walked away without looking back.
An Ke slid down the wall and sat in the corner, her body involuntarily trembling. She didn’t understand why Jun Hao, who seemed to despise her so much, still kept her by his side. His words always wounded her deeply. She hated this man, was disgusted by him, yet couldn’t escape. He could force her into a corner, even threatening her family. Now he was trying every way to make her fall for him – this was their bet, all for her to escape his clutches as soon as possible.
Jun Hao had not appeared for several days. During this time, Cheng Hua had told her that the previous gun attack was just a coincidence, and Pei Xuan Yan’s rescue was also by chance, and such things would not happen again. Pei Xuan Yan’s condition was good and would be discharged from the hospital in a few days. Li Sao still followed her as always, her words still distant, but her attitude much more respectful than before. She would no longer remind her what she could or couldn’t do, and An Ke could do as she pleased, freely entering and leaving Jun Hao’s villa. At this moment, what she most wanted was to see Pei Xuan Yan safe and sound.
A City was a coastal city, and though summer had not yet arrived, the weather was unusually sultry. An Ke walked alone in the villa’s garden area, thinking about how to visit Pei Xuan Yan without being followed. A girl rushed from the opposite side and knocked her to the ground.
“Sorry, sorry…” The girl was on the verge of tears, repeatedly apologizing to An Ke. She helped An Ke up, her eyes warily surveying An Ke, and sobbed: “I’m a new servant, and I really need this job.”
An Ke looked her over. The young girl was about fifteen or sixteen, not tall but sturdy, with a round face, large, watery eyes, looking particularly cute. An Ke unconsciously took her hand and comforted her: “It’s okay, just be more careful in the future.”
The young girl gratefully nodded: “My name is Chen Yun, you can call me Xiao Yun.”
“Xiao Yun, I’m An Ke.” An Ke held her hand, seeming unusually excited. In recent days, this young girl was the only one besides Li Sao who had not looked at her with strange eyes.
The girl laughed, revealing a row of neat, white teeth, her sweet voice making her feel particularly close. She said: “An Ke, you’ve been here longer than me, please take care of me in the future.” This made An Ke burst into laughter.
The girl also told her that she was nineteen years old, not to be fooled by her appearance. She was responsible for the villa’s landscaping and really needed this job to prepare the high expenses for her brother’s university education. By a twist of fate, they quickly became close friends, and An Ke especially cherished this hard-won friendship.
After carefully translating the text, here is the English version:
After thinking for several days, An Ke finally decided to visit Pei Xuanyan. Li Sao did not stop her, but wanted to follow her. In desperation, she thought of Chen Yun, whom she had just met. Thus, Chen Yun became An Ke’s nominal personal maid, following her everywhere while still giving her enough personal space.
The hospital had returned to normal operations, and An Ke easily saw Pei Xuanyan. When she pushed open the hospital room door, Pei Xuanyan was leaning against the bedhead, casually flipping through a business newspaper with one hand and holding a cigarette that was almost burnt out in the other.
“You’re injured, so why are you still smoking?” An Ke did not hesitate to snatch the cigarette from Pei Xuanyan’s hand and throw it into the nearby trash can, not forgetting to scold him: “How can the hospital allow patients to smoke? You don’t take care of your own health.” She did not think her behavior was inappropriate.
Pei Xuanyan could not have expected a woman to walk into his room and act like the master, scolding him. His originally furrowed eyebrows were now almost forming two vertical lines, and he asked unhappily, “Who are you?”
“I’m the person you saved that day. My name is An Ke.” She thought his faint smile before losing consciousness was meant for her, but now he didn’t even remember her existence. An Ke’s heart suddenly felt sour.
Pei Xuanyan nodded and then looked away, no longer paying attention to An Ke, continuing to read his newspaper.
“I’m here to thank you. If it weren’t for you that day, I would have already met King Yama,” An Ke sat on the edge of the bed, trying to express her concern: “I can only feel at ease after seeing with my own eyes that you’re okay.”
An Ke looked at Pei Xuanyan’s tightly furrowed eyebrows and his cold, emotionless face, which was worlds apart from the sunny boy she had seen in her research. At this moment, she really wanted to know what could have turned him into such a cold man.
Junhao didn’t give her any chance, shoving her into the backseat of the car. The driver started driving quickly without waiting for instructions, leaving Chen Yun standing alone in place, stunned. The car was divided into two tight spaces. Junhao took out a necklace and pulled An Ke over, putting it around her neck. He commanded, “From now on, you’re not allowed to take this off.”
“Why?” An Ke was not someone who would obediently comply, and made a move to remove the necklace.
“Don’t ask why. Just remember you can only listen to me.” Junhao turned his head and stopped looking at her.
“You’ve already sent many such things to me before. I don’t need this. More importantly, I don’t like wearing these things.” An Ke pouted, understanding that she had to wear the necklace but feeling embarrassed, she could only complain.
Junhao leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes and treating her words like wind passing his ears. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at An Ke: “When you meet my parents later, answer their questions according to my instructions.”
“What? Meet your parents…” An Ke was clearly shocked, stammering: “I don’t want to meet your parents.” In her impression, rich parents were extremely disgusted with girls from poor backgrounds like her, and her current status was very sensitive. She understood that nothing had happened between her and Junhao, but others might mistakenly guess she was his mistress or lover.
“You have no choice but to meet them.” Junhao closed his eyes again, deliberately avoiding looking at her.
“Junhao, why are you holding onto me? I’m not in the mood to play with you. If you want a woman, I believe just by crooking your finger, countless women would automatically climb into your bed.” An Ke was very frustrated.
“Are you telling me you’re different from other women?” Junhao didn’t open his eyes, his expression telling her he looked down on women like her.
“It’s impossible to communicate with you.” An Ke murmured, turning to look out the window.
