Lion 22

  I sent Lu Yishu back to the villa, originally planning to go back and lie in bed for a good sleep. These days, I have been living in Lu Yishu's old house. According to the old custom, when someone passes away, they must hold a memorial service for three days, and I almost didn't sleep at night.

  My dad and stepmom came to see me several times, but my stepmom would mock me about being an outsider, saying they were so enthusiastic when in fact their own family members wouldn't lift a finger. I looked at my dad's indifferent face and listened to my stepmom's harsh words, and what the tyrant said was actually true. I really am someone nobody wants. After I spoke coldly several times, my dad took my stepmom away, telling her not to come find me again.

  A phone call broke my plan, a middle-aged woman told me that Ba Wang wanted her to take me somewhere, I was stunned, thinking that I had made things difficult for him, even if he didn't put me in the cold palace, at least he would ignore me for some time. I didn't expect him to find me so soon, but deep down, I understood Ba Wang's temperament, if someone slapped him once, he would slap back ten times, and absolutely wouldn't let me off easily.

  If I said I wasn't afraid at all, that would be a lie. What can fear change anyway? He is still the wealthy and powerful second-generation rich kid, while I am just an ant beneath his feet. If he really wants to move against me, one kick will do it, and I won't be able to dodge. So I might as well lean back in my chair, close my eyes, and sleep, going with the flow.

  These days, I don't know what's gotten into me, but I've become more and more daring, and many things have also become clearer to me.

  When people are in a difficult situation, even thunder can make them fall asleep. I was woken up by the roar of the tyrant, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the tyrant's arrogant face. He had his hands clasped behind his back, looking down on me from above. He grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the car, and for a moment, I couldn't react in time, and my head hit the seat directly.

  He didn't care about my injury and pulled me off the car. I saw rows of grape trees, when I was reading books, I read many descriptions of vineyards from Qiong Yao's pen, and I had a strong yearning in my heart. But when I really saw it, I felt that it wasn't interesting at all. The grape trees here were not even as tall as me! The leaves weren't green and lush either, but mostly withered.

  The tyrant pointed at my forehead, threatening me. He said to wait for a friend to come, if I didn't know how to speak, I would be treated as mute, otherwise, he would make me look good. I clearly remembered that his anger from last time had not dissipated, and if I offended him again, it would be equivalent to digging my own grave. So I became extremely obedient and nodded my head in understanding.

  An old man walked over, taking us to the rest room. As he walked, he told us that this year's grapes are better than previous years and suggested I make wine from them. Ba Wang chimed in from the side, saying she was just a pig who only knew how to eat, drink and sleep, and wouldn't do anything else.

  The uncle saw Ba Wang's anger and didn't say anything else. As soon as we entered the rest room, Ba Wang took out his mobile phone and loudly asked the people inside, what are you dawdling about, hurry up and come over.

  After he finished the phone call, he frowned in displeasure, apparently in a very bad mood. I sat quietly, not saying a word.

  Not long after, footsteps came from outside, I immediately stood up, and the tyrant looked at the door. A man and a woman walked in, the man was handsome, the woman was pure, not particularly beautiful, but nowadays men all like pure women.

  I knew that man, his name is Chen Yixuan, a Hongkonger, also a big shot in Shenzhen. I heard he made money across industries and nobody knows how much he has, an invisible rich man. At that time, I had just become a mistress for a short while, Chen Sang wanted to pull me into the sea, someone introduced me to Chen Yixuan, who wanted me to steal business secrets. This kind of thing often happens in our circle, using beauty as bait is an eternal trick. As a result, I was used by him once.

  I've met her a few times, but I don't quite remember her name, it seems like it's Li Xiaoyi.

  The overlord's first reaction upon seeing someone is to raise his chin and ask, "How did you end up with this kind of person?"

  Li Xiaoyi's face suddenly became unnatural, and Chen Yixuan also looked a bit embarrassed. It seems that his arrogance is not only in front of me, but also in front of everyone else.

  Chen Yixuan jokingly wrapped his arms around Li Xiaoyi's waist, calling her "sister-in-law" and asking if she was good at doing favors for those in power. It seemed that in his mind, women without power or influence were only useful for this one purpose.

  Chen Yixuan is a good-tempered person, but he was quite biased towards Li Xiaoyi. He glanced at me and asked back, "What's wrong with you?" I, holding my hair in frustration, told Chen Yixuan that I wouldn't even...

  When others say those frivolous words, I can't help but take it to heart, but I couldn't lose my temper, could I? So I let him ramble on, and the more hurtful his words became, the less I cared.

  Chen Yixuan put his hand on Bawang's shoulder and asked how his grandfather was doing. Bawang told Chen Yixuan that the old man was not one to admit defeat, and had recently gotten into a fight with a young guard, which ended with him hurting his waist and staying in the hospital for a while. Lately, he had been quiet, spending most of his time listening to Peking Opera.

  Chen Yixuan listened and smiled lightly. He said, "The masters in your family are all of the same temperament, stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat. You were a mischievous monkey when you were young."

  The Overlord rubbed the back of his head, raising an eyebrow. He wasn't angry, and asked Chen Yixuan, "How's your side doing?" Chen Yixuan smiled and said, "You've even taken care of Li Ze Yuan's people, so my side should be okay too." Those old guys were indeed very cunning, always thinking about lining their own pockets with money. But after all, they knew where their roots lay. A child can toss and turn in its mother's womb, but if the mother is really critically ill, the child won't survive either! They understood what was meant by "the overall situation".

  The man spoke in a low and mysterious tone, I couldn't quite understand. I glanced at Li Xiaoyi beside me, she was just standing quietly, seemingly another virtuous wife and good mother type.

  The Overlord patted Chen Yixuan's shoulder and said, "It's tough, brother." Chen Yixuan asked sarcastically, "If I can't do it, you'll just punch me in the face?" The Overlord didn't hide his emotions, responding with a simple "Of course."

  Chen Yixuan shook his head somewhat helplessly and turned around to say to us: "Everyone go pick grapes!"

  This is the Grape Garden Tourist Area, the uncle just told me that the boss of the garden is Chen Yixuan. The garden has not opened yet, and now there are only workers in the garden, except for us four people.

  In June, Shenzhen was indeed hot. Ba Wang couldn't stand the heat and had forgotten his willpower as a soldier. He was in a bad mood and vented his anger on me, glaring at me with wide eyes and ordering me to go pick grapes. His words were naturally not pleasant.

  He cursed this place as he rolled up his sleeves, saying it was so boring that not even birds would shit here. He must have been infected with the disease of being a young master, and second-generation rich kids are just that - second-generation rich kids.

  Grapes in the south ripen earlier than those in the north, and by June many are already red and purple. I think few women can resist the temptation of grapes; I picked a few large ones and stuffed them into my mouth - sweet and juicy, of course. Mosquitoes were also huge, and my body was surrounded by a swarm of them.

  A slap landed on my face, and it hurt so much! I turned my head to see the tyrant shrugging his shoulders. He told me there was a mosquito on my face. Was he being kind? No way! He was pretending to swat at the mosquito, but slapping me was real, and he put some force into it too. My face stung with pain.

  I didn't bother to argue, I just walked ahead with my basket, and Ba Wang followed behind me. As he strolled along, he mocked me from behind, saying, "Lu Xiaowen, if you wear one more hat, you'll look like a 30- or 40-year-old rural woman, and your walking posture will be even uglier."

  I'm from the countryside, what's wrong with that? He saw I wasn't paying attention, so he reached out and grabbed my arm. "Lu Xiaowen," he said, "you're just asking to be beaten, you're just begging for a fight." You've gone mute, huh? His hand pinched my chin, his tone dissatisfied. Who are you making that face at? I'm burning with anger inside, don't come and provoke me!

  Ever since I met him, I've been obediently following his orders. He doesn't let me play dumb, so I don't speak. Now he's coming to complain that I'm not speaking, what does he want? It seems like he's intentionally picking a fight.

  His nature is that the more you resist, the heavier his hand will be. If it's a game of toughness, I'm not a match for the tyrant. In fact, yielding doesn't count as anything, and that's how I've been getting by all these years. At some point, I started becoming sentimental, for the sake of so-called dignity.

  I plucked a grape and smiled at him, saying that the grapes here are quite sweet, you try one. After speaking, I gently handed the grape to his lips. The Overlord looked down at me from above, his sharp gaze staring tightly at me, making my back sweat coldly.

  His eyes narrowed, like a ferocious and bloodthirsty lion, closing his eyes to rest after eating his fill. He opened his mouth to bite into the grape, savoring it slowly, and my suspended heart also came down, so I smiled and asked if it was sweet!

  He didn't answer me, but instead suddenly lowered his head and kissed my lips, bursting in with a sweet and sticky taste of grape juice in his mouth, skillfully entwining his tongue around mine. He was a natural at this sort of thing, and I wasn't about to stare blankly at him with wide eyes like some kind of idiot - I closed my eyes just like any other couple would.

  When a person loses their sight, the other senses become extremely sensitive. I clearly feel the entanglement of tongues, the tip of the tongue sweeping over the teeth brings a slight tingling sensation, it's not as divine as others say, but the sensory stimulation is real, and people are a bit dizzy. Ba Wang pulls my hair back, deep into my throat, stimulating me to cough.

  It wasn't until much later that the tyrant finally withdrew from my mouth, snatching the basket from my hand and carelessly tossing it to the ground. I was still unclear about what was happening, but he dragged me by the hand, walking deeper into the vineyard.

  These days, I haven't been resting well, my physical strength can't keep up, panting heavily, shouting that I couldn't run anymore. He stopped in his tracks and pushed me to the grape trellis, kissing again, but this time I clearly felt something was off, his hands restlessly feeling their way up from the hem of my casual clothes.

  I think he's gone crazy, there are staff everywhere here, I don't have the guts to act like a living spring palace in front of others, hurry up and grab his hand, next second, one hand clamps down on my two wrists, the other hand crawling restlessly upwards.

  I opened my eyes wide, leaned my head back and moved away from his lips, sweating all over, telling him it's not okay, there are people around. He pressed me tightly against the grape trellis, raised an eyebrow and said who is so blind, I want it now.