Chapter 11: I’ll Remember This Grudge

“Now, put it on!”

Ye Feng ripped the clothes off his face after she threw them at him again, glaring at Mu Yuchen with absolute hatred.

As infuriated as he was, he was still preparing to put the outfit on. He had already mentally prepared himself for the clothes, so it was only a minor psychological hurdle. What truly enraged him was the collar locked around his neck and that completely unreasonable electric shock.

What did she mean, “too slow of an answer”? Wasn’t that just bullying an honest guy?

It was exactly like going out to eat a bowl of noodles, clearly only eating one bowl, but the shop owner stubbornly demands payment for two. There was absolutely no logic to it!

Most importantly, she completely refused to view him as a human being.

That was what Ye Feng found hardest to stomach. He was a living, breathing person with flesh, blood, thoughts, and the ability to run and jump!

“Can you two… get out?”

Ye Feng glared at them, his teeth gritted. What, did they seriously want to watch him change? Have some damn decency, will you?

“Xiaowen, go outside first.”

“Yes!”

Though Du Xiaowen was incredibly reluctant to leave, she had to obey her boss’s orders. Once outside, she very considerately closed the door behind her, leaving the two of them a private space. Then, she brought her hand up to her nose and sniffed it, a look of pure ecstasy washing over her face.

“You… you get out too!”

Ye Feng’s face flushed red. Though he knew it was highly unlikely this woman would actually leave, he still wanted to make one last desperate stand.

“Is this how you talk to your master? It’s not like I haven’t seen your body before.”

“No, this is how I talk to a rapist!”

Hearing Mu Yuchen’s words brought back all the memories of her brutal behavior from the night before. The tone he had intended to use to soften her up instantly turned rigid and aggressive.

“I am your master. Whatever your master wishes to do to you, you have zero right to resist, and you must accept it submissively.”

As Mu Yuchen spoke in a freezing, detached voice, her finger lightly pressed down on the remote control.

“Ugh… Ah!”

Instantly, a numbing surge of electricity swept through his entire body.

“Rapist!”

Even under the agonizing sting of the current, Ye Feng fiercely forced out those words. They carried the weight of all his built-up emotions: rage, humiliation, and bitter resentment.

Seeing his stubborn defiance, Mu Yuchen—who had been about to release the button—clamped her thumb down even harder.

“Ugh… you… you psycho… ah… f*ck…”

“No… Mas… Master…”

Pant, pant, pant!~

The exact second the current stopped, Ye Feng’s entire body collapsed into a limp heap on the bed. He gasped frantically, trying to draw in enough oxygen to soothe the agonizing pain racking his frame.

But doing so didn’t help at all; the rapid breathing only pulled at his violently aching waist.

A single tear slowly spilled from the corner of his eye, immediately followed by a second, until they connected into a wet line tracing down his cheek.

Why? Why couldn’t he have just endured it a little bit longer? If he had just held his tongue, maybe that psycho would have shown a shred of mercy and stopped shocking him. Why did he have to break and submit?

Did he really not even have the right to be a human being anymore?

“I told you to get dressed, not to lie there and cry.”

Mu Yuchen’s icy voice cut through the air, causing Ye Feng to shudder violently as he hurriedly fumbled around to find the clothes.

Watching the little man’s submissive behavior, Mu Yuchen felt an exceptionally magnificent surge of satisfaction—especially seeing him weep, knowing that she was the one who had bullied him to the point of tears. It filled her with an intense sense of accomplishment.

If Ye Feng had known what was going through her mind right then, he would have screamed at her for being a total pervert.

Left with no choice but to obey, Ye Feng slowly pulled the blanket back. Halfway through, he froze. He suddenly realized he wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“What? Are you resisting your master’s orders again?”

“N-No…”

Ye Feng trembled all over. He could practically feel her thumb hovering directly over that button on the remote.

“Address me as Master. From now on, every single sentence that comes out of your mouth must include those words!”

“You…”

Ye Feng was choked with fury. He desperately wanted to leap up and slap her across the face, but the reality was that he was completely powerless. He could only swallow his pride for now.

“Mas… Master, I don’t have any underwear.”

“Good boy. A s*ave should act like a s*ave. The underwear is in that paper bag. Crawl over, pull it out, and put it on.”

Ye Feng’s fists slowly clenched tightly. He felt like he shouldn’t have even brought up the question; going commando would have been better than this.

Though a voice deep inside his mind screamed at him to stop degrading himself, his body gradually bent forward. His palms pressed into the mattress, and his knees slowly rose into a kneeling position.

I will remember this grudge!

Ye Feng could only hope this woman started praying that he never caught a single opening. If he ever got the chance, he would absolutely make her life a living hell.

A true man knows when to yield and when to stand tall. Ye Feng used to just toss that phrase around casually, but today was different. He would engrave those words onto his heart until the day he could finally make them a reality.

Using both his hands and feet, Ye Feng began to crawl forward. The bed wasn’t huge, and he figured he could reach the paper bag quickly, putting a swift end to this humiliating display.

But out of nowhere—smack!—a sudden, unprovoked hand forcefully struck his backside before he could even brace himself.

“Keep your hips higher.”

Ye Feng ground his teeth, forced to comply. He raised his hips high, presenting his rounded, supple rear directly in front of Mu Yuchen once again.

Suddenly, a familiar urge flared up inside her. But thinking of Du Xiaowen waiting right outside the door and her schedule for the day, she suppressed the thought. It wouldn’t be too late to deal with him once she returned tonight.

“Keep it raised like that, and crawl forward!”

Ye Feng clenched his teeth so hard they nearly shattered. A gentleman takes his revenge even if it takes ten years. He wasn’t a gentleman, but he knew well enough that now was not the time to strike back. He could only endure the crushing humiliation and keep moving.

Watching him obey so submissively, a profound intoxicating thrill of absolute conquest rushed straight to Mu Yuchen’s head.

Finally, Ye Feng reached the paper bag. He reached his hand inside and pulled out a pair of lace boy-short underwear.

At this point, he didn’t even care what material it was made of. He just wanted to end this degrading ordeal as fast as humanly possible.

He quickly pulled the underwear past his ankles, up his thighs, and snugly over his crotch. Next, he grabbed the pleated skirt of the JK uniform, swiftly pulling it on, followed by the uniform top. The moment everything was fully on, he finally let out a massive sigh of relief.

He collapsed flat onto the bed, staring blankly up at the ceiling as tears silently tracked down the sides of his face. But what did tears matter? Weeping wouldn’t buy him anyone’s sympathy. Tears… he didn’t even know why he was crying anymore.

“Get up. I didn’t give you permission to sleep. Put on these socks and shoes. We’re heading out in a few minutes.”

Mu Yuchen’s voice drifted further away until the bedroom door shut with a sharp click, leaving him completely alone in the room.

The moment Mu Yuchen stepped into the hallway, her eyes landed on Du Xiaowen, who was standing right outside the door with her head lowered, hiding her expression.

“Once he’s finished dressing, take him to wash up.”

“Understood!”

Du Xiaowen quietly replied, quickly hiding a hand coated in an unidentified trace of moisture right behind her back.

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