The Pretty Drama Queen in Infinite Horror - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The room was so deathly silent it was terrifying; every breath I took was faint but distinct.

In the background, Guan Shao was the master of this estate, and I was his prize.

I remembered when I first met him, the man in the main seat’s gaze fell on me.

Sharp brows, broad shoulders, narrow waist-an alluring mix of restraint and temptation.

I swallowed hard, inwardly exclaiming that truly handsome men aren’t in the domestic entertainment industry.

I’ll take it!

The Butler’s first task was to kneel and serve tea to the master as a sign of respect.

Before he even finished, I raised my hand and slapped Guan Shao:

“Move! I want to sit!”

I’m here to enjoy a Murder Mystery Game, not to serve him.

The Butler was so scared he dropped to his knees on the spot, waving his hands as he backed away, muttering:

“I didn’t announce that!!”

Guan Shao licked the sore corner of his mouth, his cold eyes radiating palpable pressure:

“How dare you hit me?”

How was this guy’s face so cold and hard? My hand hurt from hitting him.

With my eyes reddening from the pain, I glared back unceremoniously.

A real man faces things head on!

“There are so many servants in the estate, why do I have to pour tea?”

“I am your master.”

I refused coquettishly:

“Husband is fine. I don’t like this play. Cancel that setting.”

Men need a stick and then a sweet date.

I leaned down and planted a kiss on Guan Shao’s face, coaxing him softly:

“Alright, husband. Even though I hit you, I’ll also kiss you to comfort you.”

“You’re the one who made me angry by asking me to pour tea. I’m your wife, I’m supposed to be pampered.”

Guan Shao covered the spot he’d been kissed, staring at me like he’d seen a ghost.

The eerie NPCs in Halloween makeup all froze, their eyes wide open, both frightened and confused.

My Teammates’ mouths hung open, their faces pale with fright, the weapons in their hands nearly dropping-they didn’t dare move an inch.

I didn’t think much of it.

Was this drama troupe not used to guests as willful as me?

Whoever threw me into this Murder Mystery Game, it’s obvious the customer is king, and the troupe has to obey me.

After a long moment, Guan Shao swallowed and slowly stood up:

“Oh, then you sit.”

In this game of wits, I won a complete victory.

From then on, Guan Shao served me.

I was very satisfied.

…

Satisfied my ass!

On the surface, I kept a cool and aloof little face, but inside I was already weeping rivers of tears.

The companions I had started this immersive Murder Mystery Game with were indeed dwindling.

I thought they were extras who’d take the money and run after their scenes.

Turns out they were dead.