Jiang Niannian was stunned, and the broken ice in her heart cracked again. There was only a wave of emotion that she couldn't think deeply about. She remained silent, with a dazed look in her eyes.

By the time she reacted, she had already seen Yin Buqi holding up her jade feet in a humbly and reverent manner.

With a gentle kiss, "Master, please let your disciple serve you."

Jiang Niannian smiled bitterly: "Thousands of people have thousands of faces, which is really scary, but I always feel that you have thousands of faces, which makes me wonder which one is the real you, and I don't know whether I should believe what you say."

Yin Buqi had been her apprentice for three years. Although he had a bad heart, he was always respectful and docile in front of her. She had deceived her for a long time, not knowing that he had already had such shameful thoughts about her in his heart.

Now that they have fallen out, he has tried every trick on her. Perhaps because he knows she will only respond to soft tactics and not hard ones, he wants to act pitiful and use tears to trick her into letting down her guard.

She said, "I wanted to teach you and make you a good person. I thought you were just a little naughty and mischievous, but now I see you clearly. You are bad at heart, but you only pretend to be good in front of me."

Yin Buqi was slightly startled, as if he was woken up from a beautiful dream. Deep disappointment flashed in his eyes, and his gaze dimmed. "Yes! I only pretend to be good in front of Master, but I obey Master and please Master sincerely. I just want my sweetheart to like me. What's wrong with that?!"

"Yes, you pretended very well, perfectly." Jiang Niannian felt an indescribable resentment in her chest.

"Master doesn't want to deal with trivial matters in the world. These days, I have been managing for you. What you eat, wear, and use are all the best I can find in the world. Even my love for you is unique. Master, no one loves you more than me."

Jiang Niannian smiled bitterly and said, "Even though this is the case, you threatened me, imprisoned me, and forced me, but have you ever respected me?"

Yin Buqi's brows furrowed even more tightly, and the fingers he held turned pale. "If I respect Master, will Master fall in love with me? Then I respected Master for three years, but didn't I end up being abandoned by Master?"

He looked at her and spoke softly, as if he was talking to himself, "Disciple just... wants to make you happy."

"You think you're giving me the best you can think of, isn't it just to satisfy your obsessive possessiveness? Have you ever asked me what I want?" Jiang Niannian looked at him, her eyes gradually dimming, as if she expected it. "Then do you think I'm happy like this now?"

The hall was quiet. Yin Buqi's eyes were red and her beautiful pupils were wet, like a puppy who couldn't find his home.

Looking at him like this, Jiang Niannian suddenly felt sad. His crazy love for her was almost pathological. She suddenly remembered the way he slept. Every night he would rest his head on her neck and wrap his limbs around her before he could fall asleep.

Jiang Niannian simply stopped looking at him, lay down and turned her back to him.

Out of sight, out of mind.

"Master, don't you think it's good like this now? There's no one else here, only us." Yin Buqi lay down, pressed tightly against her back, and quickly wrapped his limbs around her.

He gently pushed aside the long hair on her neck, revealing a few bright red marks that looked like small peach blossoms. He touched them with his fingertips, then leaned down and buried his face tightly in the warm crook of her neck.

Take a deep breath until your nostrils are filled with her herbal fragrance, sweet and warm, which flows slowly through your blood and into your limbs.

He murmured hoarsely and tenderly: "Master..."

He rubbed her cheeks back and forth, his eyes showing an indulgent smile, his jet-black hair sliding around her ears. He said again: "Don't talk to others, don't smile at others, just look at your disciple, okay?"

At that moment, he was both crazy and overbearing. He was obviously not moved by any soft or hard tactics. He just wanted to be her husband. As he had said before, if he couldn't get her love, he would imprison her.

Jiang Niannian remained silent as always, and continued to lean her back against him. He could not hear any movement for a long time, so his brows furrowed again. When he raised his head, he could only see the gentle curve of her chin. "Master."

He reached out to turn her body over, but she suddenly pushed his hand away. He was stunned for a moment, both wrists were firmly held in his hands. His chest rose and fell rapidly, and he said, "Master! What do you want me to do so that you won't be so cold to me?"

Jiang Niannian just looked at him quietly, with a cold light reflected in her eyes. In the fierce struggle just now, some of her hair on the temples had been messed up and spread on her cheeks, making her skin look even whiter. She said coldly, "Yin Buqi, I don't want to talk to you now."

She said in a low voice: "What I regret most is... that I had an encounter with you."

“Master, I don’t like to hear such words.” Yin Buqi’s voice was like the muffled thunder outside the window, rumbling past his ears word by word, so deep and terribly loud.

"Yin Buqi, I hate you."

Jiang Niannian was angry and only thought about how to hurt his heart.

"Master hates me?" Veins popped out on his forehead, his whole body was trembling slightly, and there was a frenzied and ferocious storm in his eyes, as ferocious and terrifying as a bite.

Jiang Niannian's mouth curled up, and she suddenly laughed softly, with a few strands of messy hair hanging on the side of her face, "Yes, I hate you, I hate you so much."

Jiang Niannian clearly realized that she had changed. She was no longer as indifferent and indifferent as before. After being with Yin Buqi for a long time, her character was also influenced by him.

"Master, please, don't do this..."

She just smiled, her almond-shaped eyes were as dark and soft as pine resin, and her tone contained a hint of mischief, which was completely different from usual: "If you kneel down and beg me, maybe I won't hate you anymore."

Yin Buqi was stunned for a moment, and his tense body immediately relaxed.

He quickly responded, "Okay."

Then he got off the bed and knelt down without any hesitation, his knees straight on the cold floor. His eyes showed the brightest expectation, and her face was clearly reflected.

He said carefully, "Master, please don't hate me."

Jiang Niannian's eyes suddenly trembled, and she stared at him silently for a moment.

Her fingers silently tightened inch by inch, and finally slowly loosened.

She lowered her head, feeling a sour and slightly painful feeling in her heart, so chaotic that she couldn't even make out what was going on. She said in a low voice, "You get up first."

Yin Buqi refused to give in: "Master said that as long as I kneel down, you won't hate me."

Jiang Niannian was annoyed: "I don't hate you anymore!"

Yin Buqi heard what she said, so he stood up all of a sudden, and couldn't wait to hold her in his arms. He seemed to be still frightened, and he lowered his head slightly, mumbling in his sleep: "Master."

He rested his chin on her soft head and rubbed it constantly, but he was not satisfied. He held her face with one hand and kissed her fiercely again, grabbing her recklessly.

The hall was completely silent for a long time before he could be heard whispering, "I really want to turn my master into a puppet, so he will behave himself and not think of leaving me."

Jiang Niannian gritted her teeth: "You dare!"

"Master, rest assured, I won't." He smiled foolishly, his hair hanging softly on his forehead, revealing the rebellious silence of a child: "There is only one Master, and I only want this one."

Jiang Niannian didn't look at him.

Yin Buqi seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes were gradually filled with deep and bright joy. Like a moth attracted to a flame, he hugged her and laughed softly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Because Master just smiled."

Nian Nian: This disciple is useless. I will sell him off tomorrow to clear out the warehouse.

Zhizhi: I don’t want it even if you give me money for free (I’d rather die).