Chapter 12 Does the young lady like to play like this?

After crying for another ten seconds or so as usual, Luo Tingwei finally realized what he had said and raised her head blankly.

She was trying to decipher the meaning behind his words.

"What did you say?"

Li Yanzhou smiled slightly, said nothing, and personally wiped away her tears.

...

This tactic worked on Luo Tingwei as expected. After learning the truth, she felt as if she had been pulled back from hell and came back to life.

It's like a drowning person suddenly receiving life-saving oxygen.

And Li Yanzhou was the one who gave her oxygen.

Suddenly, she felt a sense of awe and submission towards him.

This is naturally what he wants to see.

After the great grief and pain, Luo Tingwei gradually began to be brainwashed: she should listen to Li Yanzhou and not try to be clever.

**

That day at the dinner table, just as Luo Tingwei was about to put down her bowl, Li Yanzhou put a few pieces of meat into it.

"eat."

He was concise and to the point.

"Do I really have to eat this?"

If it were anything else, she would have agreed without hesitation.

But today, she really didn't want to eat...

"You're too thin. Gain some weight; it'll feel better to the touch."

Li Yanzhou glanced at her, his thin lips curving slightly.

"oh."

Luo Tingwei forced herself to eat it.

"I'm done eating."

She obediently reported.

Li Yanzhou's gaze fell on the corner of her mouth. He picked up a handkerchief and wiped away the oil stains for her, only then was he satisfied.

"That's enough, go and rest."

A knock sounded on the door of the study.

"Enter."

A subordinate brought in a small box and reported, "Master Zhou, the items are ready. Please take a look."

Li Yanzhou hummed in agreement, took out the finished mask from the box, and said with satisfaction, "Not bad, it really looks like one."

The subordinate said, "The arrangements have been made. We'll send 'Miss Luo' to the hotel that Qin San designated."

Li Yanzhou remained silent, only carefully touching the lifelike mask.

It looks like the real thing, but unfortunately, it's still worlds apart from the real thing.

"That old lecher Qin San has been coveting Miss Luo for a long time, and he'll surely take the bait. This shipping route will be ours sooner or later."

Li Yanzhou nodded, "Tell the men below to keep their mouths shut. Anyone who dares to leak a single word will be killed."

"yes."

Outside the half-open door, Luo Tingwei stared wide-eyed, hardly believing what she was hearing.

He wanted to send himself to Qin Zhibiao?

But he clearly said that as long as she cooperated with him and gave herself to him, he would not hand her over to Qin Zhibiao.

Luo Tingwei suddenly found herself ridiculous.

Li Yanzhou, a ruthless character who has climbed his way up from the bottom, has always prioritized profit. How many truths could he possibly have in his mouth?

She actually believed him; how incredibly foolish of her.

Judging from this, there's probably more to Ni Yang's story than meets the eye.

Luo Tingwei was in a state of utter confusion, feeling as countless thoughts flooded into her mind like a tidal wave.

This can't go on any longer.

If she just sits there and waits to die, she'll be handed over to that bastard Qin Zhibiao!

But what should she do?

She is now completely under his control, surrounded by his spies, and has no ability to resist.

Let alone escape, it's impossible for them to even step out of the villa's gate.

Luo Tingwei took a deep breath, and her gaze unconsciously fell on the MK2 dagger placed at the bottom of the stairs.

She said to herself.

Either sit and wait for death, or take a gamble.

**

When Li Yanzhou opened the bedroom door, Luo Tingwei had already finished showering and was sitting on the bed waiting for him.

His eyes were red, as if he had been crying.

Tsk, she's really pitiful to look at.

Li Yanzhou asked her, "What's wrong? Who bullied you?"

Luo Tingwei shook her head. "No."

"Then why are you crying?"

"I'm just a little homesick."

Li Yanzhou smiled and corrected her, "This will be your home from now on."

Luo Tingwei didn't argue with him, but resignedly said, "I understand."

"So I've thought it over, and I'll stay by your side and hope you'll treat me well."

Hearing her say that, Li Yanzhou was quite surprised, and his gaze became more tender.

I'm glad you think that way.

Whether she thought so or not, he felt pleased to hear those words.

"You must be tired too, go take a shower."

Her gaze was fixed on him, and the meaning behind her words was self-evident.

Why is the little princess being so proactive today?

Seeing that she was dressed lightly, Li Yanzhou felt hot all over. His throat tightened, and he wished he could tear her apart and devour her alive.

Reason ultimately forced him to hold back.

"Okay, I'll be back soon."

As Li Yanzhou entered the bathroom, Luo Tingwei's breathing quickened, and her gaze involuntarily fell on the bedside table drawer.

Right now, inside is that MK2, her only bargaining chip for the night.

...

Tonight, she adopted a very humble attitude, trying her best to please him and make him happy.

But he still went crazy, as if he wanted to torture her to death.

"No, I really can't take it anymore... Ah, ah, ah..."

Luo Tingwei couldn't take it anymore and instinctively tried to dodge forward. Seeing this, Li Yanzhou grabbed her ankle and pulled her back. "Why are you running away?"

"I'll be gentle."

As he spoke, he slowed his pace.

He held her down, forcing her to endure the brutal ordeal, her eyes brimming with tears.

She began to feel more and more that her decision was right. Even if he didn't give her to Qin Zhibiao, she would be ruined by him sooner or later if she lived here.

After it was over, Li Yanzhou was probably too tired and fell into a deep sleep.

Luo Tingwei had drunk coffee during the day and forced herself to stay awake, turning her head slightly to the side.

She had slipped some sleeping pills into the drink she had just coaxed him into drinking; she had asked Ni Yang to get them for her.

Seeing that he had drunk half a glass of wine, Luo Tingwei knew that he probably wouldn't wake up anytime soon.

Thinking of this, she patted his face, "Li Yanzhou."

No one responded.

She felt relieved, thinking that the medicine must be working.

Her gaze gradually turned cold as she glared at his face and spat, "You're worse than a pig or a dog! I'll say it anyway, I'll say it anyway, you're a beast worse than a pig or a dog!"

As she spoke, she got out of bed, took out the rope and dagger from the drawer, and clumsily tied the man on the bed up.

He should be in jail by now, right?

She tugged at the rope again to check its tightness.

After confirming that everything was correct, she played on her phone for a while, estimating that the effects of the drug should be wearing off by now, and then went up and patted the man's face.

"Wake up, you beast."

A few seconds later, Li Yanzhou opened his eyes, his gaze appearing hazy and unfocused.

What came into view was Luo Tingwei's icy face.

The man was momentarily dazed, as if he had returned to the moment he saw her again three years ago.

However, at this moment, he couldn't move his hands and feet.

The man's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile, and his voice suddenly became ambiguous.

"What, does Miss like to play like this?"