My Scheming Little Devil

She truly didn’t understand. She wasn’t someone easily seen through, yet with just two interactions, he had seen her so clearly.

"You’re right, but you forgot, I’m also very willful." Yiyi scoffed dismissively, "Even if you pry my mouth open, it won’t help if I don’t want to speak."

Ji Lingkong’s brow furrowed deeper, showing signs of anger. "Don’t be stubborn. Your willfulness will only put you in a worse situation. Don’t you understand? If you cooperate and explain everything, I’ll find a way to spare you from the death penalty and reduce your charges."

Yiyi shivered, looking at him, "If I don’t cooperate, what will you do to me?"

Ji Lingkong’s eyes darkened, and he closed them briefly. The long curled lashes cast butterfly-shaped shadows on his pale skin. He opened his eyes coldly, a glint of sternness within them.

"You wouldn’t want to know."

Yiyi’s lips turned pale, understanding the unsaid threat. It probably wasn’t anything good. She was well aware that once a spy fell into enemy hands, they would use every imaginable torture to extract secrets, forcing them to speak.

But what could she do? If she knew anything, she would have revealed it immediately. After all, he was right; she was the kind of person with no principles, willing to betray just to save her own life. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Yet the sad part was, she knew nothing and didn’t understand why Fengye Wuyin had framed her as a spy.

What was she supposed to do?

"Miss Jun, I will give you two days to think it over. Consider it carefully. If you don’t cooperate, don’t blame me for being rude! Take her back."

Yiyi was sent back to the villa where she was detained.

Lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, she felt rather helpless. Was she supposed to consider everything carefully?

Even if she thought it over for a month, it wouldn’t help. If she didn’t know, she didn’t know. Even if she were killed, she wouldn’t know.

But clearly, if he didn’t extract any information from her, he wouldn’t let her go. Would he use torture to extract a confession from her? Her eyes dimmed. She hadn’t considered this before. Although such an approach was to be expected, her intuition told her he wouldn’t be so ruthless to her.

Now, she wasn’t so sure.

His mother was on the verge of death, and she was just an unidentified spy. There was no reason to show mercy!

Ha, she closed her eyes bitterly. How could she think of relying on this man?

One can only rely on oneself.

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In a bustling residential area of the Imperial City of the Aus Empire, Yun Qingqing was in a sullen mood. Suddenly, she noticed a small dog endearingly nuzzling against her feet, its moist eyes soft and gentle, looking for affection in such a cute way that it was quite endearing.

However, seeing the black and white mottled fur, her beautiful eyes suddenly turned cold. It was just a mongrel dog with no noble pedigree, yet it brazenly wandered around the mansion. Truly an eyesore.

She grabbed the dog and pushed it onto the sofa. In a foul mood, she thought the damned dog was in her hands to teach it a lesson.

Her slender, snow-white fingers grabbed the small dog firmly, pulling out a tuft of fur. The dog yelped in pain, struggling fiercely.

"How dare you cry, annoying mutt." She viciously yanked out another tuft of fur.

"Qingqing, heavens, what are you doing? Let go of this poor creature." The automatic door opened, and a noble lady dressed in high heels and adorned with an exquisite, luxurious look, draped in the most precious snow fox fur collar, walked in, observing Yun Qingqing tormenting the small dog.

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