Reborn Heiress: Seeking Revenge-Chapter 494 Various Thoughts (5)_1

"Young Master, I respect An Ya’s decision. Since she fancies the Eldest Master, let her marry him. Thank you for your help," Ye Zhiqiu thanked Ye San Shao, taking one last deep look at Ye An Ya, and sighed deeply.

"An Ya, since you like the Eldest Master, you should return the Purple Jade Bracelet to the Young Master, as it belongs to the Young Madam."

"Yes, Daddy," Ye An Ya happily removed the Purple Jade Bracelet from her wrist and handed it back to Ye San Shao. The moment the Purple Jade Bracelet was taken off, Ye An Ya came to her senses. As she realized what she had done, the smile on her face froze, her complexion turned deathly pale, and she shuddered violently.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she tried to speak, but she couldn’t utter a word. "An Ya, push me back to my room," came the calm voice of Ye Da Shao. It still sounded pleasant, but to An Ya, it was like a demonic incantation. Her body staggered, almost unable to stand.

"Young Master, I, I," An Ya stammered.

"An Ya, push me back to my room," Ye Da Shao repeated calmly, his tone slightly heavier this time.

"An Ya, since you like the Eldest Master, you must change your temper from now on and live well with the Eldest Master. Go on, push the Eldest Master back to his room," Ye Zhiqiu patted An Ya’s shoulder. The An Ya from just a moment ago had been more resolute than he had ever seen her. He hoped she would be well.

"Daddy," An Ya softly called out, pushing Ye Da Shao out of the study. Shangguan You’s figure flashed, following rapidly to see what Ye Da Shao and Ye An Ya were up to.

"Young Master, something is wrong with the Eldest Master," Ye Zhiqiu said somewhat anxiously as he watched the two leave.

"Big Brother is different from before," Ye Er Shao murmured, watching the two figures recede.

"I know," Ye San Shao nodded, a smile curling up at the corner of his mouth. He was very satisfied with the girl’s actions. With a simple move, Ye An Ya had become Ye Da Shao’s woman, and he had finally rid himself of the trouble that was Ye An Ya.

Inside the room, as soon as An Ya pushed Ye Da Shao inside, the door slammed shut automatically. An Ya knelt on the floor, shaking uncontrollably as tears streamed down her face. What had just happened? She had no idea. The Young Master had asked her to go to the study. She hadn’t even had time to feel happy. But once inside the study, why had those words come out of her mouth? Even the words "the Eldest Master’s woman"—why would she say that? It wasn’t her intention. It really wasn’t.

Moreover, she had done it in front of Ye Zhiqiu, even in front of the Young Master, asking the Young Master to bless her union. She really hadn’t wanted to do that.

The one she was truly supposed to marry was San Shao. She had always known she was just a pawn of the Eldest Master. But even knowing this, the thought of marrying her Young Master had made her happy, no matter what. What on earth had just happened? She truly didn’t understand. "Eldest Master, I don’t know what happened just now. I really don’t know why things turned out this way. Please spare me," An Ya begged while kneeling; no one knew Ye Da Shao’s cruelty better than she did.

"Heh," Ye Da Shao’s face held a faint smile, but the more he smiled, the more terrified An Ya became. She had ruined the Eldest Master’s plan, and he would not let her off the hook. At this thought, she trembled even more.

"Eldest Master."

"Heh, Ye An Ya, you are quite bold. Very good, very good," Ye Da Shao spoke calmly. The calmer and more pleasant his voice, the more it alarmed and frightened An Ya.

"Eldest Master, please, spare me."

"Spare you?" Ye Da Shao chuckled lightly, his long hand tightly grasping An Ya’s chin, forcing her to raise her head and look into his eyes.

"Eldest Master, please spare me! I really didn’t know what happened just now. It wasn’t my true intention!" An Ya’s face turned ashen. Her lips quivered continuously as she struggled to contain her fear, looking into Ye Da Shao’s eyes and pleading for mercy. She didn’t want to die; she was young and didn’t want to die. A sharp pain shot through her jaw again. CRACK! The sickening sound of her jawbone fracturing under his grip filled the air. An Ya gasped in pain, her features contorting. Tears streamed more heavily from her eyes; she could feel the aura of death. Ye Da Shao wanted to kill her.

A flicker of satisfaction crossed Ye Da Shao’s cold eyes. He saw fear, terror, unease, resentment, and hatred in An Ya’s gaze. He nodded, pleased. BANG. With a sweep of his palm, a gust of wind from Ye Da Shao struck An Ya, flinging her body to the floor. Blood spurted from her mouth, and five dark bruises, the imprints of his fingernails, appeared on her chin. An Ya gasped for air, managing to choke out, "Thank you, Eldest Master. Thank you."

"Get up," Ye Da Shao’s cold voice commanded, his gaze, deceptively gentle like a snake’s, fixed intently on An Ya, closely watching her every move.

An Ya suppressed the terror in her heart and quickly stood, looking fearfully at Ye Da Shao.

"Take off your clothes," Ye Da Shao commanded, his voice cold and emotionless. He floated into the air and settled firmly on the bed, his face angelic, his heart demonic.

"Eldest Master, I belong to the Young Master! I can’t... I can’t..." An Ya stammered, standing rooted to the spot. She was shaking even more violently, tears streaming down her face like a torrent. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Come here," Ye Da Shao’s voice deepened. A powerful suction force pulled An Ya through the air, tossing her onto the bed.

"Eldest Master, please spare me!" An Ya cried out loud, begging continuously. "I won’t dare again, never again!" She didn’t want to die. Not here, in the Eldest Master’s territory, where no matter how loudly she cried or screamed, no one would come. No one would save her. Not even the Young Master, not Ye Zhiqiu.