Chapter 117, Chapter Eighteen: The Lost Manor
At seven o'clock in the morning, Li Yufei was drowsy in the chapel.
The ant priest's chanting was as loud as a whole box of melatonin. Li Yufei was alert and alert when she came in, but now she was almost completely out of it.
Over the past decade, except for special circumstances such as catching a flight or participating in an event, the earliest she ever got up was 8 a.m. at university.
That's 8 a.m., not 7 a.m.!
The sound of ants seemed to drift in the distant sky. Li Yufei would occasionally faint for a few dozen seconds, then wake up with a start, only to become disoriented again after a few dozen seconds and fall into a semi-comatose state.
She clung to her precarious consciousness, while Cheng Yuzhou whispered devilishly in her ear, "It's okay, Feifei, just sleep if you're sleepy."
Mass is very free, without any restrictions. You can come or not, and you can leave midway. The forgiving goddess also allows believers to sleep during the Mass.
Not only the Mass, but the entire manor's rules and regulations were very loose.
Li Yufei couldn't hold back any longer. She leaned on Cheng Yuzhou's shoulder and mumbled, "Call me when the teacher comes."
“Even the ‘teachers’ have come out.” Dean chuckled, then yawned at himself.
He sleepily tried to sound tough to Song Xiaona, "Xiaona, do you want to rest for a while? I'll wake you when the ants come down."
“No need.” Song Xiaona, sitting upright with her shoulders back and back straight, exuded a powerful aura at the morning meeting.
She only slept for five hours last night—in total, she has only slept for a little over ten hours in the past five days, averaging less than three hours a day.
Dean was filled with awe.
This isn't just a strong woman, this is a superwoman.
Song Xiaona is counting the number of people attending Mass today.
Although she hasn't found a way to leave in the past few days, she has compiled a list of basic information about the tourists.
Sixty-five people, listed by name, age, city, and industry.
Song Xiaona never misses an execution or mass. By confirming the attendance of tourists and asking them directly, she can roughly determine each person's level of faith.
Yesterday's battle with the demons—if the red glow emanating from their bodies represents faith value—then increasing faith value is absolutely necessary.
Zheng Jianbin's faith value is exceptionally high, while Li Yufei, who is acting alongside him, is only in the middle range.
He had no intention of helping her increase her faith level and had been indulging her laziness—this was highly suspicious.
He knew that faith value was important, but if she hadn't urged Li Yufei to come to Mass this morning, Zheng Jianbin would have wanted to let Li Yufei stay in the room to sleep.
She didn't know why she missed the chance to talk to Li Yufei last time, so she had to find an opportunity as soon as possible to talk to Li Yufei about Zheng Jianbin's unusual behavior.
The ant-like priest on the platform had already read the fourth article of the Covenant: "[The Goddess who gives light to souls will enter a period of rest on the seventh day, during which time evil will take advantage of the situation. Believers must do their utmost to defend the Goddess's domain until she awakens.]"
Then comes Article 5 of the Covenant: "[5. The Covenant will record the faith of the believers, whose faith in the Goddess is the very foundation of their survival.]"
The ant priest recited these five rules repeatedly. Thanks to him, the vast majority of tourists remembered the rules.
As soon as Li Yufei stepped out of the chapel after Mass, she immediately became alert and radiant.
She looked so pathetic, just like she used to be in school. Song Xiaona couldn't even be bothered to say anything to her.
The four returned to their room, and Song Xiaona closed the door and placed the documents she was holding on the table.
She pulled the table aside. "Let's talk about yesterday. It's been confirmed that one of the nuns in the castle is indeed missing today, and the other ants have also admitted that it has been possessed by a demon."
Li Yufei asked in surprise, "When did you confirm that?"
"While you were unconscious."
"It's a miracle I didn't die in the confessional. It's normal for me to faint for a while after I came out," Li Yufei said matter-of-factly.
"Let's eat first." Cheng Yuzhou was focused on the most important thing. "Feifei, what do you want to eat for breakfast?"
"Hmm... I'd like a big meat noodle soup, and a cup of coffee too."
Dean was surprised. "I thought you were the kind of person who only ate light meals and salads."
"Skinny fat people only lose weight through dieting. I want a good figure, not just a good weight. I'm not going to do that and just lower my basal metabolic rate for no reason."
Dean asked in confusion, "I saw your 21-day diet plan before, and it didn't include any large meat noodles."
“That’s a commercial order for cereal.” Li Yufei crossed her arms. “If I told them I do at least three hours of weightlifting and cardio a day, who would watch my videos? If you want people to click on a weight loss tutorial, the workout time absolutely cannot exceed half an hour.”
"Oh ho, I thought you were a very honest blogger who wouldn't stoop to telling lies."
"Work is work, but I also need to earn money to eat."
She needs to earn her own money...
Cheng Yuzhou frowned. "Feifei, how many business orders do you need each month?"
“Of course, the more business orders the better. So, do you have any big orders you can introduce to me?” Li Yufei asked.
"Enough! Is this a tea party?!" Song Xiaona slammed her hand on the "Holy Covenant." "This meeting was supposed to be yesterday, but I let you go to sleep out of consideration for you. Today you should be more self-disciplined and catch up on the schedule! Do you even remember where you are, especially you, Li Yufei! How dare you be so leisurely!"
"What's with the fuss! You should be grateful to have someone with such a good attitude like me!" Li Yufei slammed her hand on the table. "Shouldn't you be allowed to sleep and eat? You escaped death and instead of resting, you're holding meetings, driving people crazy. If someone chases you with a knife, you should be happy."
"Stop arguing! Stop arguing!" Dean was exasperated. "My bad, my bad, I shouldn't have said so much. Please calm down, ladies."
In these five days, Dean mediated more fights than he had in his entire life.
Why does my mature and elegant girlfriend become so fierce like a fighting cock whenever she's around Li Yufei?
Dean actually realized that sometimes it wasn't Li Yufei who was stirring up trouble.
But he didn't dare say it.
“I understand that people are easily agitated at times like this,” Cheng Yuzhou stood up abruptly. “But arguing like this every few days is too exhausting. I think it would be better if we split up.”
“That’s right!” Li Yufei stood up as well.
Song Xiaona looked up at Cheng Yuzhou, who had his arm around Li Yufei's shoulder.
"Wait a minute!" she said.
"What are you still doing!" Li Yufei turned around and heard Song Xiaona say, "...Sorry, I was too impatient."
Li Yufei was astonished.
She must have heard correctly. Song Xiaona actually apologized to her?
“Only you know what happened in the confessional yesterday. Yufei, we need your information.” She sighed calmly and earnestly, “Please.”
Li Yufei was so shocked she couldn't speak.
“Okay, I’ll go buy breakfast.” Song Xiaona even offered to bring her breakfast. “You sit here and don’t go anywhere.”
Once she left, Li Yufei couldn't very well leave too.
When Song Xiaona and Dean returned, the two packed four bowls of noodles and sat back down at the table.
Having learned from the warning of the first "holy meal," people now say "thank you, Goddess" before eating.
No one knew whether this expression of gratitude was truly necessary, but no one dared to offend anyone; everyone would recite it before picking up their chopsticks and starting to eat.
“Thank you, Goddess.” Dean pulled out disposable chopsticks and exclaimed, “I feel like I’m no different from a true believer now.”
“What bad luck, Psyche,” Li Yufei said. “He was suddenly used by a bunch of… people.”
She doesn't need anyone to cover her mouth; she can mute the keywords herself.
She too had become addicted to this shady cult.
“Now tell me,” Song Xiaona said, picking up a noodle, “what happened in the confessional.”
Li Yufei took a bite of meat and described what happened in the confessional. Song Xiaona and Dean asked some questions about the details.
Song Xiaona pondered: "When I was organizing the personnel roster, I discovered something."
She placed her information in the middle: "Sixty-five baptismal tablets, featuring all kinds of gods, except for one famous chief goddess—Aphrodite."
“Eros’s mother?” Dean asked.
Aphrodite, jealous of Psyche's beauty, sent her son Eros to assassinate her.
After watching the Covenant for five days, everyone in the manor remembered the name.
"In the story of Psyche and Eros, Aphrodite is Eros's mother. But in the most original version, Eros was the first generation of gods, and Aphrodite, also known as Venus, was the fourth generation."
Li Yufei was puzzled. "What do you mean? She's Eros's mother and also Eros's great-granddaughter?"
“That’s not important. There are too many versions of Greek and Roman mythology, and they are inherently contradictory and confusing. There’s no need to sort out the logic,” Song Xiaona said. “What’s important is that such a famous god doesn’t have a divine tablet.”
"According to the pattern, as long as you confess during baptism, saying things like 'I'm not good-looking enough' or 'My love life isn't going well,' you should be able to get her card."
“Isn’t it normal not to get it? In public, who would regret not being ‘beautiful enough’?” Li Yufei said.
The two people opposite her looked at her.
"you."
"What?"
"Didn't you say during your confession that you weren't beautiful enough?"
"I was..." Oh no, she really did say that. Li Yufei immediately turned her head and glared at Cheng Yuzhou, "It's all your fault, you made me say those things!"
"I'm sorry, Feifei, but I doubt anyone will believe me."
"Of course, I'm lying to God."
Song Xiaona brought the topic back, "Originally I wasn't sure if it was because no one repented according to what she was in charge of, or some other factor, but what happened yesterday gave me a guess."
"There are many symbols of the devil, but scallops are too obscure and niche. Octopuses are a barely fitting alternative."
"It is far-fetched to associate scallops with demons. At the same time, scallops are one of the symbols of Aphrodite, who was born from the ocean."
Cheng Yuzhou was silent for a moment, "Could it be that Aphrodite is a demon to this manor?"
“That’s right. No matter which version of Psyche’s story it is, even the one in the Covenant, Aphrodite, who was jealous of Psyche’s beauty, is an absolute villain.” Song Xiaona concluded, “She first sent her son to assassinate Psyche, and then set up three difficult tests to kill Psyche. It’s perfectly reasonable for Psyche’s followers to regard her as a demon.”
"No wonder the clergy here are all ants—" Li Yufei suddenly realized.
In the widely circulated version, Psyche sought an audience with Aphrodite in order to retrieve Eros.
Aphrodite gave her three impossible tasks.
The first task was to have her pick out the millet mixed in with the poppies.
In this mission, it was a group of passing ants who helped Psyche.
Although this task was given to Eros in the Covenant version, the appearance of the ants remained unchanged.
Dean was greatly shocked by what Li Yufei said.
Having attended so many masses and heard the ant tell this story so many times, how come this woman only now realizes why clergy are depicted as ants?
It seems she really isn't as smart as his girlfriend.
“I have a question,” Dean raised his hand. “This is the first time I’ve heard that scallops are a symbol of Venus. Shouldn’t her most popular symbol be the rose? There are so many roses in this manor, even the clergy and paladins have rose patterns on their armor. If Venus is a demon, why are there roses everywhere here that symbolize her?”
“Yes.” Li Yufei looked at Song Xiaona, wanting an explanation.
All three pairs of eyes fell on Song Xiaona. Song Xiaona glanced at Dean and said in a slightly cold tone, "I suspect that the roses in the manor are like the animal heads and hides that hunters hang on the wall, a kind of honor display. For every demon killed, one more rose is added to the garden."
"Wow, that would definitely infuriate Venus."
“Let’s leave the discussion of the demon’s identity for now. Now for the important part.” Song Xiaona closed the lid of the takeout box and said solemnly, “According to the Covenant, the goddess rests for one day every six days, and the demon takes advantage of this opportunity. Today is the fifth day, the second to last day.”
"What are everyone's thoughts on the 'holy war' the day after tomorrow?"
A chill ran down their spines.
In their haste to find a way out, they momentarily forgot that if they couldn't leave within two days, a fierce battle of unknown nature would ensue.
Cheng Yuzhou sighed, "First of all, I oppose continuing to hunt ants. Killing the clergy might give us a chance to escape this manor, but when the demons attack, the number of clergy will be reduced, and I don't know if something will happen."
Song Xiaona looked at him. This was the second time he had objected to exterminating the ants, but the reasons he gave were reasonable.
“I don’t object to that,” she agreed. “Before the first holy war, we can stop going to the confessional to kill demons. We can decide whether to continue killing them after we figure out the role of the ants.”
“Aside from suspending the hunting of clergy, both the Covenant and the Ants explicitly mention the importance of faith power,” Cheng Yuzhou said. “Let’s try to increase our faith value before the holy war. That’s the only thing we can do right now.”
Speaking of Faith Points, Dean was still shaken. "I was so grateful for that Faith Points yesterday that I managed to burn that scallop to death."
"How does it work?" Li Yufei wondered. "Did it just stand there and come out by itself?"
"It seems so, just like the passive ability." Dean scratched his head. "And that divine card, it says it contains the goddess's blessing—how do you use that thing?"
They took out their respective divine tablets and studied them for a while, but lacking experimentation, the demons couldn't figure them out.
"We'll just have to wait until we encounter a demon and then throw it out to see what happens."
"Putting aside the fantasy aspect, how about we familiarize ourselves with the terrain?" Song Xiaona suggested. "Even if we're escaping, we can run more accurately and avoid making a hasty, reckless run like yesterday."
Li Yufei, who was called out again, was unconvinced. "I'm already doing well that I managed to escape. If you had been bitten on the hand by that scallop, you wouldn't even have the strength to run."
Song Xiaona said, "I don't deny your bravery."
This statement seems somewhat sarcastic, yet it also seems not to.
Li Yufei pondered for a while and finally confirmed that Song Xiaona hadn't criticized her.
She didn't argue with her!
Today, Song Xiaona is terribly strange. Compared to the dead ants, she seems to be possessed by a demon.
"Let's leave it at that for now," Cheng Yuzhou said to Li Yufei. "Feifei, let's walk around and familiarize ourselves with the terrain."
"Okay, consider this a post-dinner digestive aid." Li Yufei stood up, and Song Xiaona put her empty takeout box back in the bag and handed it to her, "Please take this out and throw it away for me."
"You don't have... hands."
"You're going out anyway."
"Fine, fine." Li Yufei gripped the handle of the plastic bucket. "You're really giving me the time of day, Song Xiaona, asking me to take out the trash for you."
"Let me take it." Cheng Yuzhou reached out his hand, and Song Xiaona placed Dean's bag directly into his outstretched hand. "Then you can help throw Dean's bag away too."
Cheng Yuzhou looked up and met her gaze.
Li Yufei had already walked towards the door. He followed her without saying anything and took Dean's trash with him.
Since he promised Li Yufei that he wouldn't speak to Song Xiaona, he hasn't had a single direct conversation with her these past few days.
Watching the two leave, Song Xiaona's brows slowly furrowed.
Dean said, "Shall we go scout out the terrain too? Everything else is fine, but that rose maze at the back, we've only been through it once..." "I'm tired, I'll just rest in my room tonight." Song Xiaona turned around and went into the bedroom.
Dean paused for a moment, then nodded, understanding her: "You haven't had much rest these past few days, you should get some sleep."
"You don't need to stay with me, go scout the terrain," Song Xiaona said. "Nothing should happen during the day."
"It's alright, I'll go later."
"Whatever." Song Xiaona returned to her room and, apart from the midday mass, did not leave the room at all that day.
She stayed in her room, glancing at her watch every now and then, until 1:30 p.m.
A series of urgent knocks sounded at the door. Dean, who was halfway through his afternoon nap, groggily answered, "Who is it?"
Before he could even get out of bed, Song Xiaona rushed toward the door from the other side.
She opened the door, revealing Li Yufei in her pajamas.
Their eyes met, and Li Yufei looked flustered. Before she could explain why she had come, Song Xiaona grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside, turning to Dean on the bed and saying, "Go out for a bit, we need to do a full-body moisturizing treatment."
"Huh?" Dean was fully awake, looking at the two of them in astonishment. "You two? So suddenly?"
Song Xiaona urged, "You and Zheng Jianbin don't understand, so who else can we turn to? Hurry up and go out. If Zheng Jianbin comes, just call us."
"Fine, fine." Dean looked completely bewildered.
He went out, and Song Xiaona immediately locked the door from the inside.
Li Yufei opened her tightly clenched fist, revealing a small ball of paper the size of a fingernail with a line of text written on it:
"Come to my room and let's talk, CYZ."
This is what Song Xiaona gave her this morning, along with the trash.
For the past few days, Song Xiaona has been trying to talk to Li Yufei alone, but she has not been able to find a time when Li Yufei is alone.
She was certain that "Zheng Jianbin" was intentionally separating Li Yufei from the others.
"What do you know!" Li Yufei stared at her intently.
Her expression said it all. Song Xiaona crossed her arms and said, "Not bad. You're not so oblivious when it comes to your partner."
"Nonsense, one's a 30-year-old seasoned veteran, the other's a 23-year-old virgin, how could you not tell the difference?"
"You already found out?"
Li Yufei nodded, "Yes, before I went to bed yesterday!"
"...But you only just discovered that!"
"He said before that he wanted to turn over a new leaf and start a new life! It's normal for him to change."
"Seriously?" Song Xiaona was shocked. "I felt something was wrong the very next day."
Li Yufei frowned and rubbed her temples.
Yes, why is she so slow to understand...?
Putting everything else aside, the familiar cool rose scent on "Zheng Jianbin" was specially commissioned by Cheng Yuzhou, yet she never doubted it even once.
Did she never have any doubts?
Her mind was sluggish and sleepy, and she couldn't concentrate when she thought deeply about the relationship between Cheng Yuzhou and Zheng Jianbin.
Upon closer reflection, the suspicion about "Zheng Jianbin" seemed to have always existed, but it wasn't until last night that Li Yufei suddenly realized it.
She had told every boyfriend not to touch her hair without permission, as there might be hair clips hidden in it, but only Cheng Yuzhou would obediently follow the rules.
When they were fleeing for their lives, he lifted her up. Of all the boyfriends she dated, only Cheng Yuzhou had studied dance with her, so it was impossible for Zheng Jianbin to lift her in that way.
Only Cheng Yuzhou was as innocent as a little white rabbit; he wouldn't even dare to touch her while sleeping in the same bed.
The evidence goes far beyond these; she has always felt a strong sense of déjà vu about Zheng Jianbin.
Why didn't she consider that perhaps it wasn't déjà vu, but rather that Cheng Yuzhou had possessed Zheng Jianbin?
"What do you care when I found out?" Li Yufei couldn't understand and retorted, "What's your relationship with him? Why did you find out before me?"
Song Xiaona didn't want to say another word to her: "Please, please, whether it's a thirty-year-old slick guy or a twenty-three-year-old bitch, I'm not interested in either of them. I figured it out before you did, purely because I'm smart. Stop using your pampered wife mentality to speculate about me, OK?"
Why do you always call him a bitch!
"Ha." Mentioning this question, Song Xiaona laughed in exasperation. "I'm asking you, what am I in your eyes?"
"It's dog poop."
"In my eyes, he's a bitch of a bitch. And I've been polite enough."
She racked her brains to find Song Xiaona, but both she and Cheng Yuzhou were inexplicably scolded. Li Yufei said angrily, "I don't have much time. He'll be back soon. If you have something to say, just say it. If you have nothing else to say, I'm going back!"
Where is he now?
“I told him I couldn’t stand the room on the third floor and wanted to take a nap in the room on the seventh floor. Before napping, I wanted to have a smoothie and an egg waffle, and he went and bought them for me.” Li Yufei took out her phone and said nervously, “He left at 13:26.”
"OK, it's 13:31 now. Not a bad choice. Both the smoothie and egg waffles have to be made to order, and the two shops are quite far apart. We have at least 18 minutes."
"See? I'm smart, aren't I!"
"Let me share my judgment. Do you know what Psyche is called besides being called the goddess of the mind and soul?"
"..." Fine, she wouldn't praise her then, but she didn't want to be praised either. Li Yufei said irritably, "What are you calling me!"
"Butterfly Goddess".
Song Xiaona frowned, "But there isn't a single butterfly pattern in the entire manor; instead, roses, the symbol of Aphrodite, are everywhere."
This was the question Dean had just raised. Song Xiaona gave it a quick, perfunctory answer and immediately changed the subject.
Now she looked intently at Li Yufei and brought up the unusual situation again: "What do you think is the reason?"
Li Yufei blinked: "Why?"
Song Xiaona was about to be driven crazy by her stupidity. She grabbed Li Yufei's left hand and vigorously shook the three remaining rose manicure nails on the hand. "Because someone is afraid of bugs! Because someone loves tacky roses!"
Li Yufei gasped, then suddenly understood.
"Why do you think those ants look so cute and adorable? They would fit the atmosphere here better if they were made to look realistic." Song Xiaona let go of her hand. "It's all because of you, Li Yufei."
"Do you remember the first execution? Nobody knew what those paladins were going to do, but he just happened to take you away, allowing you to avoid that scene."
"Who else could be a non-human being who rules this manor, appears by your side as your lover, and takes such good care of you?"
And that tone of voice that Song Xiaona knew all too well, the one that drove Li Yufei and her apart—no other man could be as disgusting as Cheng Yuzhou.
Rather than complying with Cheng Yuzhou's wishes, it would be better to bow down and apologize to Li Yufei.
That's why Song Xiaona changed her attitude at breakfast.
Li Yufei is too important now; she must keep her.
"Li Yufei, I'll just ask you directly, what exactly does he want to do? Take revenge on society? Can't stand seeing others live?"
"I don't know!" I wish she knew.
Go ahead and ask.
"How am I supposed to ask?"
“Just ask directly, ‘Cheng Yuzhou, I know it’s you, what do you want to do?’”
"No!" Li Yufei interrupted abruptly.
She denied it firmly, her face full of difficulty. Song Xiaona was puzzled, "You don't want to confront me? Why?"
Li Yufei pursed her lips and remained silent.
“Li Yufei, I don’t understand the point of hiding this,” Song Xiaona said seriously. “So many people are living in fear, and some have even died! You should know how serious this is. He loves you, and you are the only one he would never hurt. Only you can break this deadlock now, and you don’t want to be trapped here, do you?”
"I know, I've thought about what you're saying before." Li Yufei paced back and forth irritably. "I don't know how to tell you..."
Song Xiaona really didn't understand, "What exactly are your concerns?"
Li Yufei paced anxiously in her room, dominated by a restlessness that Song Xiaona couldn't understand, her fox-like eyes filled with torment.
After spinning around seven or eight times, Li Yufei picked up the "Covenant" from the bedside table.
"Song Xiaona, don't you think this situation looks familiar?"
"What?"
She said, "This manor, everything that happens here, is based on Psyche's story."
Song Xiaona tried to understand her words, "You could say that."
Li Yufei shoved the second page in front of her: "So, what do you think this scene between us is like?"
Song Xiaona slightly opened her eyes.
The scene unfolding in the room at this moment was exactly the part where Psyche's sister urged her to uncover Eros's true identity.
"You figured it out, didn't you?" Li Yufei's tone sharpened slightly. "If I follow this plot, he'll leave!"
She had considered directly confronting Cheng Yuzhou last night, but when the words came to her lips, Li Yufei hesitated.
"What if, what if they have some taboo rules over there, such as not letting the living recognize them—like Psyche and Eros's? Once I see through his true identity, he might very well disappear."
“Eros is a god, but he isn’t. He’s just an ordinary brat. I’m really worried that his ‘departure’ means his soul will be scattered or he will suffer some kind of harm.”
After listening to her analysis, Song Xiaona pondered, "That's something I haven't really considered."
Song Xiaona was quite surprised that Li Yufei, whose mind was blank, could think of this.
“Aren’t you being too pessimistic?” she asked again. “Maybe Eros’s ‘departure’ corresponds to his ‘rebirth’ or ‘reincarnation’ or something like that, or maybe nothing will happen at all.”
“Eros’s ‘departure’ was to recuperate, which is not a good place,” Li Yufei objected. “Besides, putting this story aside, in other stories, which protagonist who exposed the secret had a good ending? Bluebeard, Pandora… all ended in tragedy.”
“Okay, I don’t deny that what you said makes a lot of sense. The current situation is indeed exactly the same as the plot of Psyche, it’s too much of a coincidence,” Song Xiaona said. “But even if your predictions are correct, are you really going to sacrifice so many of us living people for a man, especially a dead man?”
"I...I didn't say that!" Li Yufei's mind was a mess. "You have to give me some time to think of a solution."
"How long? The demons will invade the day after tomorrow, we..." Song Xiaona's words came to an abrupt halt.
The sound of the door opening echoed through the living room, and Dean's voice came from outside the bedroom: "Jianbin, you're here."
“Yes, what are they doing in there, doing full-body moisturizing?” He remembered Song Xiaona’s instructions and called out, “Yufei, your husband is here.”
Their expressions changed drastically, and Li Yufei hurriedly grabbed Song Xiaona's hand.
What to do, what to do! He's back so quickly! And he even found this place!
Her manicured nails dug into Song Xiaona's flesh. Song Xiaona wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound. Her face contorted in pain, and she kicked Li Yufei. Didn't this tiger girl know how strong she was?
What a waste of her looks. She's so frivolous and dissolute, she can't even fool a man.
Knock knock knock
The bedroom door was knocked on, and it felt like it was hitting Li Yufei's spine.
“Feifei,” a gentle voice tinged with an almost imperceptible chill, “I’ve bought the things. Let’s go back.”
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Author's note: Cheng Yuzhou: Don't ask your wife why she sent you to someone else's room; as long as she's willing to come home, that's enough.
"In addition to being called the goddess of the mind and soul, Psyche is also known as the goddess of butterflies."
"But there isn't a single butterfly pattern on this estate."
"Why do you think that is?"
Because it overlaps with elements from the previous story.
When I was writing the last one, I didn't expect that I would be writing about Psyche next, otherwise I would definitely have renamed Gong Baidie to Gong Qingting or Gong Huangfeng.
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