When the Heiress Grew Tired, Her Insecure Mad Dog Saw Red - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I tormented Yan Wen.

And he tried every way he could to get revenge on me.

Sun Cheng, a spoiled rich kid at school, hated me because I had reported him for bullying. He brought a group of lackeys and cornered me in the equipment room.

“The Eldest Miss of the Fang Family sure is impressive. You like playing savior, huh? The Sun Family and the Fang Family will probably end up connected by marriage someday. When that happens, you’re going to suffer.”

I slapped him across the face.

Furious, he ordered his lackeys to pin me down.

“You dare hit me?”

“Get on your knees and kowtow. Say, ‘Sorry, hubby,’ and maybe I’ll barely forgive you, you cheap little-”

Before he could finish, a spray of blood flew through the air, and he crashed to the floor.

Yan Wen stood there calmly, gripping a dumbbell, his body splattered with blood.

He had cracked the guy’s head open.

The incident blew up. Because business interests were involved, the Sun Family only demanded that Yan Wen be handed over for them to deal with.

Yan Wen knelt. “I’m willing to leave the Fang Family and take full responsibility.”

He was emotionally stable and didn’t lash out easily. For him to suddenly beat a scion of a powerful family half to death, it was all to get revenge on the Fang Family and escape my control.

I saw right through him.

I sneered. “This Young Mistress will not let you leave.”

Yan Wen’s head snapped up. His eyes were red, as if he were forcing down his rage.

I looked at the Hatred Value that had shot up to 90 and suppressed the dense, prickling pain spreading through my chest.

That’s it? And he thought that would force me to let him go?

After the matter with the Sun Family was suppressed, not only did I not distance myself from Yan Wen, I bound him even more tightly to my side.

Fearing him, yet tormenting him all the same.

My behavior eventually reached my mother’s ears.

Fang Yingzi glanced at Yan Wen standing behind me. Even the collar of his tailcoat couldn’t hide some of the pinch marks on his skin, and she frowned.

“Xiao Yao, this is going a little too far.”

I toyed with the diamond manicure on my fingers and said lightly, “Is it? He’s mine. I can treat him however I want.”

From the corner of my eye, I glanced over.

Yan Wen’s hand, hanging beside the seam of his suit pants, curled into a fist.

I sneered.

Right now, he must be so humiliated and furious he wanted to die, right?

Or maybe he wanted to kill me, this spoiled, vicious Young Mistress?

After my mother finished scolding me and left, I grabbed the collar hidden beneath Yan Wen’s shirt and dragged him into the room. The little bell on it jingled all the way.

“How did Mom find out about what I did to you?”

“You secretly tattled on me, didn’t you?”

A faint flush rose on his refined face, and he shook his head. “It wasn’t me.”

What I hated most was him lying to me.

I flicked open the top button of his shirt. The sharp tip of my long diamond nail slid down along the pinch marks…

He was trembling.

I said viciously, “You’d better not lie to me!”

His body suddenly went rigid, and a muffled groan escaped him.

“Mm…”

Just then, my phone rang.

I turned to get it. It was Xu Zhou, who had arranged to tutor me.

Yan Wen’s hand, pressed against the wall, lost its strength. His chest rose and fell violently as he restrained himself from losing control.

After I hung up, I realized Yan Wen was still there and glanced at him.

“Get out. I don’t need you here anymore.”

Xu Zhou entered wearing a school uniform washed pale from use, cool and reserved.

He set down his backpack, then took out a box of desserts.

“I bought this from that luxury dessert shop you often go to. It’s your favorite flavor… Thank you. My mom’s heart transplant was a success.”

I opened the dessert box and cut him a slice.

“You’re Tsinghua or Peking University material. A higher tutoring wage is nothing.”

He refused. “I can’t afford high-end desserts like this…”

I shoved it into his mouth.

“You’ve got a bright future. Once you make it big, you’ll be eating this stuff until you’re sick of it. Consider this a warm-up.”

Yan Wen stood outside the door, silently watching me feed someone else, as if he were about to take root in the floor.

“What are you standing there for? Can’t you read the room?”

Seeing this, the old butler pulled him aside.

Lowering his voice, he said, “Don’t upset the Young Mistress. Once she falls in love, your days will get easier.”

But Yan Wen’s expression only grew worse.

The corner of his mouth tugged into a strained curve. “That won’t happen. Madam won’t allow the Young Mistress to be with some poor student…”

When tutoring ended, I walked Xu Zhou downstairs.

Mom saw us, but she didn’t say anything.

At dinner, she smiled and asked, “That boy is called Xu Zhou, right? His family background is clean, and he’s hardworking and filial. If you like him, he can marry into our family.”

Yan Wen’s expression changed abruptly, and his fists clenched tight.

Dad peeled a shrimp and placed it on Mom’s plate. “I have no objections.”

I knew they had already investigated Xu Zhou’s background, so I shook my head.

“I only see Xu Zhou as a classmate.”

“I like pretty ones. Like Yan Wen.”

With that, I looked toward the man standing off to the side. His Hatred Value had already reached 91.

The corner of my mouth curled into a mocking smile.

Being liked by me must be disgusting, right?

Too bad. Even if it made him die of anger, all he could do was endure it.