She walked in step by step, then shut the door behind her.
The sharp sound of high heels striking the floor rang out, carrying a hint of urgency.
Looking down at the two of them, she reached out and lifted the soft Tang Xinxin like a little kitten, then placed her steadily on the nearby sofa.
Sensing a familiar presence, Tang Xinxin tilted her small head and half-opened her beautiful purple eyes, glancing at Yuexue.
Her soft, jelly-like lips moved as if she wanted to say something.
However, Yuexue grabbed Lin Lue’s wrist firmly, leaving him no room to resist, and forcefully pulled him up from the chair.
Dragging him toward the door.
Watching this, Tang Xinxin glanced at her bare little feet wrapped in white silk.
Both feet swayed gently, tracing a cute arc in the sunlight.
“Lin Lue, don’t forget what I told you.”
Tang Xinxin’s voice drifted lightly into his ears.
Yuexue suddenly stopped.
The pressure around her dropped further.
She tightened her grip on Lin Lue’s hand and walked even faster.
Almost rushing out of the office.
Molly could wait for now.
First, she had to deal with this man who broke his promise.
Lin Lue stumbled as he was dragged along, forced to match her pace.
He felt quite helpless.
Looking down at the hand gripping his wrist, it was clearly pale and delicate, seemingly boneless—yet its strength was astonishing.
No matter how hard he tried, he could not break free at all.
A witch’s physique was indeed far too strong.
“Miss Yuexue, slow down… slow down! I’ll fall!”
He was just too ‘weak.’
When would he finally be able to stand his ground in front of a witch?
Yuexue ignored him completely.
With her head lowered, she silently dragged him all the way to the deepest part of the corridor, stopping in front of an unused storage room.
She raised her hand and shoved the old wooden door open with force.
It creaked loudly, echoing harshly in the quiet hallway.
She threw Lin Lue inside.
Then stepped in herself, kicked the door shut behind her, and locked it cleanly.
Lin Lue only felt a blur before he fell onto the ground, his back pressed against the cold, rough wall.
The storage room was dimly lit.
Yuexue’s golden eyes shone brightly, as if flames were burning within them.
Her expensive and striking red qipao brushed carelessly across the dusty floor as she bent her knee between his legs.
One hand pressed against the wall beside his ear, completely trapping him between herself and the wall.
A wall slam—led by the female lead—made the moment even more heart-racing.
But Lin Lue was professional, so he controlled his heartbeat very well.
They were so close they could clearly feel each other’s breath intertwining.
Her golden hair brushed against his cheek, carrying a faint fragrance and a tingling sensation.
Compared to Molly, Yuexue exerted a stronger sense of pressure on him.
Something felt off to Lin Lue.
Normally, when interacting with Yuexue, he was always the dominant one—the stronger side. But now, their roles had completely reversed.
“Miss Yuexue…”
Lin Lue quickly adjusted himself and revealed his usual gentle, work-ready smile.
As for Tang Xinxin just now… he had already thrown that out of his mind.
A scoundrel’s basic self-discipline—he knew a little about that.
“Principal Tang was just telling me something earlier. We didn’t do anything. Are you… misunderstanding something?”
He took the initiative, trying to regain control.
Yuexue did not answer.
She lowered her head, her fingertip brushing across the corner of his lips as she leaned closer, her gaze carefully searching his face as if looking for something.
For example, a lip mark that had already disappeared.
“Don’t forget,” Yuexue said, “I am your client.”
“You promised me that before I get tired of you, you wouldn’t go to anyone else.”
“Miss Yuexue, you really misunderstood.”
He could not show panic.
If he did, he would lose.
Smiling, he said, “I came to see Principal Tang just to ask about my sister’s recent situation.”
“As for her leaning on me, she was just a little tired. From your reaction, I guess you and Principal Tang are close friends, right?”
“In that case, you should know that she’s very lazy. After saying just a few words, she’ll close her eyes and drift into sleep.”
“…You two were too close.”
“Well, it’s like this. Members of the Purity Sect have infiltrated the school. Principal Tang secretly told me their hidden base. You understand—something like that can’t be said out loud. Walls have ears.”
“…Is that really all?”
“That’s really all.”
Yuexue stared into Lin Lue’s eyes.
He did not dodge or flinch, his expression firm and sincere, successfully making her doubt herself.
Her mind went blank for a moment.
After a long while, she softly murmured, “Ah.”
So… that was it.
Yuexue knew Tang Xinxin’s lazy nature well.
The fact that Tang Xinxin leaned on Lin Lue meant she liked him somewhat.
As her friend, Yuexue knew Tang Xinxin would not casually sit in just any man’s arms.
But it was definitely nothing deeper.
She had been too emotional earlier.
Now that she calmed down, a blush of embarrassment spread visibly from her neck up to her stunning face, even reaching the tips of her ears.
Seeing this usually strong and composed woman acting like a little girl who had made a mistake, too embarrassed to meet his gaze, Lin Lue could not help but laugh.
This side of her felt even cuter than usual.
Was this what they called contrast charm?
He understood it now.
“So, Miss Yuexue, can you get off me now?”
This position made him feel a bit unsafe, as if he might be completely overpowered at any moment.
Yuexue suddenly straightened up, withdrew her hand, and staggered back several steps.
Her high heels clicked hurriedly against the floor.
She clasped her hands behind her back, turned her head awkwardly to the side, staring at the dusty corner of the wall, then at the mottled ceiling—anywhere but Lin Lue.
Lin Lue stood up, brushed the dust off himself, and straightened his slightly disheveled collar.
“Miss Yuexue, did you come to see me for something?”
[Task Triggered: Use a belt to punish the Great Witch in front of you]
[Reward: Magic Power Points +20]
Lin Lue raised an eyebrow slightly.
This was the difference between ‘temporary work’ and ‘official work.’
Yuexue and Molly were the real priority.
He cleared his throat lightly, his smile deepening.
“Miss Yuexue, let me guess. Did you argue with your wife again?”
Yuexue subconsciously raised her hand as if to cover her ears, but halfway through, it dropped again.
She crouched down, her shoulders curling slightly.
She looked dejected, burying her head against her chest.
In a voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz, she replied with a single word:
“…Mm.”
The next second, her wrist was gently held by a warm hand.
She looked up.
Lin Lue pulled her up with force, then pressed her against the wall, looking down at her.
Yuexue was about five feet seven inches tall, reaching about five feet eleven in heels—but she was still half a head shorter than Lin Lue.
“Miss Yuexue, what kind of reaction is that? And what kind of expression?”
“I told you before—grievance and tears are useless. They won’t make your wife understand your true feelings!”
“Couples need proper communication. Did you completely ignore what I said?”
“Miss Yuexue…”
Lin Lue chuckled softly near her ear.
The corner of his lips curled up.
The metal buckle of his belt made a light sound as he slowly pulled it out.
“I really have to punish you properly.”
His voice was soft.
But Yuexue’s heartbeat sped up rapidly.
Looking at the familiar belt in his hand, her throat tightened.
A strange warmth rose from deep inside her, mixed with tension and anticipation, spreading through her body.
She could not help but press her thighs together and kneel down, her breathing becoming slightly rapid.
“I… I know I was wrong… I’m sorry…”
“Please… punish me.”
Yuexue carried a whip herself, but she did not take it out.
She felt the belt hurt more—and was more stimulating.
She had tried it before.
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