Arc 2 – Gege, Don’t Stop – Chapter 10

Yu Xiaoyu was dragged onto the cold floor, the early autumn chill rising from her feet and sending a chill through her knees.

“Say it!” Ye Zhiyang’s cold voice rang out, sending this chill to Yu Xiaoyu’s heart.

What to say? Yu Xiaoyu could not say anything, she could only purse her lips and sit on her knees on the cold floor, her head turned back not to look into those angry eyes.

Yu Xiaoyu’s evasion made Ye Zhiyang even angrier. This girl was the one he had watched growing up, and his heart rippled at the first sight of her. What kind of feeling was this? Déjà vu but at first sight.

He waited for this girl to grow up and watched her grow from a wild child in the woods to a delicate flower. This love, which he did not know how it started, has lasted until that day when he finally became one with her and tasted his long-cherished dream, allowing this hidden affection to rise to the level of love.

Ye Zhiyang had been worried, worried that this little man who didn’t know what love was would never understand love and would only see him as a brother. Now it seemed that he was wrong, so wrong. The one he held in his heart and loved had long since transformed into a woman and had moved on to another man.

Anger and fear prevented Ye Zhiyang from thinking about anything. He felt that it was too late to say anything now, the person was already his and he would never let go of her in his life, even if he hated and resented him, he would never repent.

With a determined mind, Ye Zhiyang reached out and clamped his hand on Yu Xiaoyu’s jaw, asking in a low voice, “Refusing to say yes?”

Yu Xiaoyu’s eyes rose with a layer of moisture, she was unable to say. Looking at the data bar above Ye Zhiyang’s head, which had reached 50, she clenched her hand into a fist and placed it at her side. She knew that Ye Zhi Yang was not a piece of programming, but a living, breathing human being like her, but Ye Zhi Yang was more pathetic than her, he still did not know that he was imprisoned in a system, and now Yu Xiaoyu could not tell him because it would violate the Generate System Base setting that characters in the system could not know they were in the system.

“He’s no one.” He’s who you are. ……

“Good, very good.”

Ye Zhiyang raised a mocking smile, “Won’t say it, will you? I’ll make you say it.”

Ye Zhi Yang grabbed Yu Xiaoyu’s slender wrist and lifted her up from the cold floor, “I want to see how far you will go for this lover.” Saying this, his arm exerted force, pulling Yu Xiaoyu to the edge of the room’s window frame.

Yu Xiaoyu held both hands on the window frame and twisted her head, “What do you want to do?”

“You’ll know, soon enough.” The tightly covered window was thrown open, and the cool autumn breeze poured into Yu Xiaoyu’s slightly open coat.

Ye Zhiyang sneered, “Or don’t you want to talk about it?”

“He really doesn’t matter, he’s not who he is ……” With a sobbing voice, Yu Xiaoyu’s body trembled, her heart hanging in her throat. What exactly did Ye Zhiyang want to do to her? People were coming and going here, and any underlings who accidentally came in would have seen her at a glance with Ye Zhiyang pinned down and unclothed.

Ye Zhiyang’s large hand began to roam around Yu Xiaoyu’s buttocks, “Very well, your lover should be here in the mansion, so let him hear what you look like when you are lustful.”

“No, don’t ……” Yu Xiaoyu’s whole body stiffened at Ye Zhiyang’s words, and she tried to dodge forward in fear, but a pair of large hands clamped her waist in a deadly grip.

“He’ll only never know in his life how good it is to open your bollocks and pick up a broken shoe.”

Vicious words spewed out from Ye Zhiyang’s mouth, Yu Xiaoyu’s heart broke as she listened, she fought to push Ye Zhiyang away and fell to the ground, “Don’t you touch me, don’t you touch me.”

Looking at Yu Xiaoyu’s helpless resistance on the ground, Ye Zhiyang smiled, this is probably love, for such a man, not even allowed to touch him.

Ye Zhiyang’s eyes flashed with a hint of despondency, and Yu Xiaoyu detected that flash of darkness, and her heart unconsciously twisted.

“Very well,” said Ye Zhiyang, “it is time for me to teach you today who really has the say in this An Wang’s Mansion.”

He said he tore open the front of the dress that Yu Xiaoyu was struggling to protect, revealing a large area of spring, two hands holding one side of the breast, roughly and violently kneading, and pulling. The white breasts were soon covered with a layer of redness, and Yu Xiaoyu was in so much pain that tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, “Ah …… please, be gentle ……”