Volume One, Chapter Two: Su Yu's Overwhelming Grievance Like a Rising Tide

“Baby…”
Siyan touched Su Yu’s forehead, frowning. Why did she have a fever?
“Grandpa…”
“Grandpa, Yu Yu misses you so much…”
“I want to go home…” Su Yu’s face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on her body.

As she spoke, Su Yu grew uncomfortable again.
“Waa, a big pervert bit me…”
“Grandpa, hurry and hit him!”

Unconsciously, Su Yu bit her lip. In her dream, a huge pervert kept bullying her, refusing to let her sleep and only wanting to do shameful things with her.

Siyan looked at her, silently cursing himself even in his dreams.
It was fine—after all, he was the one who forced this upon her.
Besides, he was no saint himself.
As long as she stayed by his side, one day she would belong to him completely.

Siyan was greedy—he wanted it all: Su Yu’s body and Su Yu’s heart.

He called the family doctor over.
The doctor said Su Yu was delirious from fright and exhaustion and needed proper rest.

Su Yu had already woken up. She curled under the blanket, watching the man who had bullied her yesterday with inexplicable fear.
That place… still throbbed with pain. She no longer wished to recall it.

“Baby, get up and drink the porridge.” Siyan’s large hand scooped her up.

Su Yu still had strength to struggle, her voice hoarse. “If I drink it, will you let me go?”

Hearing this, Siyan laughed darkly, a cruel smile tainting his face.
“Baby, stop dreaming.”
“I’d rather die than let you go!”

Day after day, her mind was filled with thoughts of escape—several times she tried to flee the castle.
Yet each time, she failed to remember her lessons.

Su Yu’s body trembled uncontrollably. Her hoarse voice challenged, “Siyan, you have plenty of women to choose from—I don’t like you.”
“Why won’t you let me leave?”

In Wang City, where he ruled like a king, countless women would throw themselves at him with a mere beckon.

“Baby, does that include you among the women?” Siyan raised an eyebrow.

Su Yu hardly hesitated. “Of course not!”

Siyan’s hand gripping the porridge bowl tightened. Though he had long expected this answer, hearing it so decisively spoken still stabbed at his heart.

He sneered coldly. “Baby, I haven’t finished settling the score for your last escape attempt.”

With that, Huang Yu pushed a maid into the room.
The maid was bleeding, a gunshot wound on her leg.

Su Yu’s eyes widened in alarm.

“That’s her. She told you about the secret door behind the castle, didn’t she? She waited for me to leave, then tried to sneak away.” Siyan lifted Su Yu’s chin to interrogate.

Su Yu had pretended to be obedient for several days, and he had allowed her some freedom out of a momentary softness of heart.
Who would have thought it almost ended in disaster?

“She kept me from finding you for two days—throw Huang Yu out to feed the fish!”

“Yes.”

Su Yu hurried to stop him, pulling at Siyan’s hand, but the porridge bowl was knocked to the floor, shattering the porcelain.

Her hoarse voice begged, “No, she’s involved because of me.”
“I was wrong. I won’t run anymore. Please don’t throw her out to feed the fish.”

“Baby, you have no right to bargain with me now!” Siyan seized her hand and placed his large palm on her neck.

The maid was taken away.

Su Yu struggled under his heavy grasp, tears falling steadily onto Siyan’s hand.
They pounded against him, unsettling his thoughts.

“Just throw me out to feed the fish, too. I’ve been bullied by you all along—I don’t want to live anymore.”

Though angry words, Su Yu wanted to live more than anyone.
Her grandpa was aging, and she still wanted to care for him in his old age.
And Han Yan, her brother, was still waiting to marry her…

“You say you like me, but you’re a big liar.”
“I hate you, all because of you.”
“My life is a mess. If my grandpa knew I was missing, he’d be terribly worried. Is it wrong for me to want to go home?”

“You’re wrong in every way—but the biggest mistake was saving you!”

Su Yu shouted hoarsely, releasing all her frustrations of the past three months.

“What did you say?”

A dark, sinister look flashed in Siyan’s eyes. Su Yu regretted it—how could she regret?

“I said I shouldn’t have saved you. You should have stayed lying by the roadside.”

“I regret it. You’re a madman.”

By now, Su Yu was no longer afraid of him.

Siyan clenched his fists tightly and suddenly embraced Su Yu.

She lay on his lap as Siyan pulled down her pants.
“Pop, pop, pop.”

He spanked her three times.
Her bottom flushed red instantly.

A chill ran through Su Yu’s heart. She reached out to cover her sore skin with her small hand.
“Stop hitting me.”
“I won’t scold you anymore. Boohoo X﹏X.”
“I was wrong, please don’t hit me.”

Siyan only spanked three times, but she cried fiercely.

He had spanked her before in bed.

Back when he was being hunted by his own brother, Sijiu had even hired a killer to assassinate him.
He was shot and landed by the roadside, carried down by a parachute from a helicopter.

He was saved by Su Yu and stayed recuperating at her home for two months.

Later, that foolish girl even asked him to pay medical expenses. He was worried about how to take her away.
To snatch her forcibly felt wrong—after all, her grandpa was elderly.
If anything happened to her grandpa, Su Yu would have followed him to the grave.
The little bitter melon only had her grandpa as family.

But it didn’t matter—she still had him.

Siyan helped her pull up her pants and spoke seriously,
“Don’t ever say you regret saving me again. Think of your grandpa.”

“I’ll arrange for him to ‘come visit’ you. Baby, be a good girl.”

Su Yu reacted sharply, “No! My grandpa is old and can’t take the trouble.”

She didn’t want her grandpa to come watch Siyan bully her.
If grandpa came, she’d never escape.

She wanted to escape from Siyan, to get as far away from him as possible.
Never to see him again.
She felt cursed!

Su Yu’s fingertips trembled slightly as she gently tugged at Siyan’s sleeve, unconsciously stroking the fine fabric.

Her voice softened, almost coquettish, pleading, “Please let me go. I promise I’ll never show up in front of you again.”

Siyan looked down at her hand clutching his sleeve, a cold laugh escaping his throat—mocking and possessive.
“Baby, you really are a bad girl.”

He raised his hand, pinching her chin to force her to look at him. His gaze was dark and resolute.
“I won’t let you leave. Not even if I die.”

How dare she say she’d never appear again?

Siyan’s fury surged like a storm. Just a few words from her little mouth could make his chest ache, yet she seemed utterly unaware.

Su Yu climbed off his lap and pouted, “I’m telling you, I shouldn’t have saved you.”
“You’re a bad man. I hate you…”

Siyan gripped her neck and kissed her fiercely. He couldn’t bear to hear her speak that way.

Su Yu pounded on him, biting his lips with sharp teeth.

Siyan released her, blood staining his mouth.

Tearful, Su Yu looked at him, her body trembling.

Siyan, momentarily at a loss, raised his hand to wipe away the tears streaming from her watery eyes.

They were like water—so much water.

Su Yu brushed his hand away, rolled over, and hid under the blanket, quietly sobbing.

—

Little Bitter Melon only felt friendship for Li Hanyan; she didn’t understand love. Li Hanyan was the guardian chosen by her grandpa.

That’s why Little Bitter Melon said she wanted to marry Li Hanyan!

It wasn’t love—it was simply familiarity.