My Scheming Little Devil

And the water in the bathtub was dyed a faint red, and her skin was wrinkled from soaking, with the wounds turning pale.

He was filled with a mix of shock and anger, wanting to yank her up fiercely and demand what she was doing.

Was this crazy girl trying to torture herself to death?

Angry as he was, seeing her in such a pitiful state made his heart ache.

He hurriedly scooped her out, carefully wrapping her in a towel, but the towel inevitably touched her wounds, and even in her unconscious state, she visibly flinched, showing a pained expression.

"Hmph, since you know it hurts, yet you act recklessly. You really deserve to suffer."

He carried her back to the bed, and soon the doctor arrived. Upon seeing Jun Yiyi’s wounds, he looked at Ji Lingkong with reproach: "How could you let her soak in water? This only worsens the injury, poor girl. Young Master Ling Kong, even if you find her too dirty, you shouldn’t torment her like this!"

Ji Lingkong glanced at him coldly: "Stop talking nonsense. This girl insisted on soaking, who could stop her?"

The doctor was stunned. Even Young Master Ling Kong couldn’t stop this girl, it seemed she had a strong will.

"Rubbing the wounds to make them worse, this girl really dares to be harsh on herself. Does her skin hold a grudge against her for tormenting herself this way?" The doctor muttered to himself while shaking his head, applying medicine to her.

Fortunately, their medical skills were excellent. No matter how bad the wounds, they could heal them and then use highly effective scar-removal medicine to ensure she was as good as new. Otherwise, it would be a pity to mar such beautiful, fair skin with scars.

"..." Ji Lingkong was shocked by his words, involuntarily looking at Jun Yiyi. Could it be that she...

This time, Jun Yiyi woke up quickly, having only lain there for two or three hours. Upon waking, she looked up to see Ji Lingkong standing by the window. Night had fallen, and it was pitch black outside, with the sky hanging heavy, as if a storm was imminent.

The wind whipped the curtains, sweeping his dark hair and he gazed sideways at the sky, seeming to be cloaked in an indescribable loneliness.

Really, as the son of a councilman, he could have anything he wanted, yet he still exuded such loneliness. It truly made people envious and resentful.

"Why did you let yourself end up like that?" Ji Lingkong didn’t turn around, his voice carried by the wind into her ears, unclear whether it was care or a question.

Jun Yiyi shrugged indifferently: "Do you not bathe your whole body when you take a shower? Who knew I would faint halfway."

She feared the pain, but she endured it nonetheless.

That was her nightmare, her shame, so she needed to completely wash away every trace of shame and nightmare from herself, and also make herself remember this pain deeply, to inspire herself to fight back and move forward.

Only then could she stand up again, move forward, no longer so weak.

"It seems I misjudged you. I thought you were weak, afraid of death, but you are stronger and more self-respecting than I imagined. However, doing so will make others feel heartache." Ji Lingkong said, striding towards her amidst the light in the room.

Jun Yiyi bit her lip. Heartache, who would genuinely feel heartache for her?

In this world, nobody would truly care for her.

While Jun Yiyi was in a daze, she suddenly felt her lips wet, licked and kissed by something soft. She froze, instinctively turning her head, and her lips plunged into a searing warmth, gentle, fervent, with an unspoken dominance and a trace of incredible emotion.

It felt like a century long!

"What are you doing?" Jun Yiyi was filled with shock and anger, her face flushed red; this bastard silently ambushed her.

"I want you to be my woman!"