She gritted her teeth: "Wait for me in an hour. I will definitely satisfy you and then, you have to let me go."

"I’m curious to see how you’ll satisfy me." Third Young Master Jun narrowed his displeased eyes. This woman who quivered at his touch, still dared to provoke him. Wasn’t she afraid of slipping back to her past plight?

Clearly, this woman had forgotten pain after her wounds healed.

...

Naturally, Ye Lu couldn’t possibly forget about the pain once the wound healed.

Even if she could forget anything, she would never forget the bone-deep pain this man gave her.

But there was no choice. For her child, for her future, she had to risk it all.

Her method was simple. To overcome this kind of fear, she could only do it in a state of unconsciousness. Hence, she had only one weapon—

With a determined spirit, Ye Lu rushed to the wine cellar in the villa. She stared at the row of foreign spirits, bravely picked up a bottle of whiskey.

"They say alcohol gives courage. After drinking three litres of wine, Wu Song could even kill a tiger. I don’t believe that after drinking, I would still be afraid of you, you disgusting snake."

She opened the bottle and brazenly drank half of it in one go.

The fiery liquid rushed into her throat, settled in her stomach, and then a strong alcoholic sensation shot up to her head. She felt as if her whole body was heating up with a dizzy feeling.

Ye Lu, a lightweight when it came to alcohol, was flushed warm after half the bottle. Her face was rosy like a red apple, and her eyes were veiled with a hazy gloss.

Her courage bolstered, she pulled her phone out of her pocket and turned on a pre-downloaded adult movie. With her hazy eyes glued to the screen, she eagerly absorbed the scenes. She was inexperienced in such matters and needed to cram for the task.

The film was a mild one within the category of explicit content. Fortunately, both the male and female leads were attractive and there were no disgusting men that would make her feel nauseous. The plot was warm and daily, with no bizarre twists.

After setting up the background, it was, after all, a romantic action movie, so it naturally got to the main theme quickly.

First, the female protagonist seduced the male protagonist. She wore a semi-transparent black lace nightgown, showing off her fair long legs, with an enchanting allure towards the serious man dressed in a suit processing documents in his study.

The woman’s provocative posture and enchanting gaze had even Ye Lu, a woman herself, nose-bleeding.

In her daze, she thought, men must like this kind of seductive tease, right? She decided to copy this later, hoping they won’t sue her for plagiarism!

Watching and drinking, when she was fully drunk, the plot also reached its climax.

The male lead couldn’t resist the temptation anymore. With an evil counterattack, he pressed the female lead onto the desk. Unbuckling his belt, a certain human reproducing activity ensued that was enough to make a person blush.

Drunk and blurry, Ye Lu inexplicably got excited. She tossed her phone away, stood up with a pounce, her eyes dazed, and her mind unclear, she cheered excitedly. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Go~ go~ go~ You handsome snake, wait to be knocked down by me, I’ll rip off your snake skin, eat your meat, gnaw your bones... You little thing, for daring to bully me, I’m going to counter-attack, bite, bite, bite you to death."

Third Young Master Jun was sitting on the sofa in the study. On the small table beside the sofa, a European-style lamp was lit. The light was not too glaring, nor too dim, just right for reading.

In the study room, Ono-Lisa’s raspy and lazy singing was playing, resembling a lover whispering in the midnight.

He was wearing a casual grey wool cardigan, with his legs crossed, holding a Renaissance literary work in his hands. The complicated and classical foreign language unexpectedly calmed his mind.

Yes, after Ye Lu declared she would satisfy him, he was not excited. Instead, he felt annoyed and upset.

This kind of unhappiness over such matters was unlike his usual style.