The Sparkle of A Lifetime

Chapter 27: A Blow to the Back of the Head

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Chu Huaijin scoffed, seemingly deep in thought. “So you’re saying that I tried to force you to have sex with me? Or are you hinting that I can have sex with you?”

In a rage, Yan Yiren straightened up and shouted, “I only have two words for you! Pervert! Scum!”

Satisfied, she turned around ready to leave. She didn’t want to stay here any longer!

She wasn’t going to serve him any longer! If they wanted to kill her or do her any harm, then so be it!

Pa!

After a moment of silence, she suffered a blow to the back of her head.

Yan Yiren staggered forward. Thank goodness for her good sense of balance that allowed her to regain her footing. If not, she would’ve fallen flat on the ground.

Cupping the back of her head, she turned around. “What on earth do you want?! Isn’t everything that you’ve done enough punishment for me stepping on your Phoebe? If it isn’t, then just kill me! Just end my life cleanly with a stab. Don’t drag it out! Will you just be a man and do it swiftly?!”

Chu Huaijin’s eyes narrowed dangerously, and his gaze turned cold. The corners of his lips curved up slightly as he cracked his knuckles without saying a word.

With every step he took towards her, Yan Yiren took a step back. It was unbearable to see her pathetic self now, as compared to the brazen front she had been putting up a moment ago.

One step, three steps, five steps…

Oh no!

She was being driven to the corner, and there was no more room for her to retreat.

Yan Yiren’s eyes widened, her hands scrambling to touch the wall behind her. Chu Huaijin stood in front of her, clenching his fist after warming up his joints.

“Don’t!”

As his fist flew in her direction, Yan Yiren squeezed her eyes shut and took a sharp intake of breath.

Dong!

There was a dull thud. His fist landed on the wall, right beside her ear.

Opening her eyes shakily, she saw the scornful smile on Chu Huaijin’s face. “You better be honest.”

Yan Yiren stood in a daze, seemingly unable to see him clearly.

She had been sure that the fist that had been coming her way would definitely land on her face. But he had not hit her.

“What are you just standing there? Come over here quickly.”

Yan Yiren cleared her throat unconsciously. “Coming, coming…”

The handsome man was standing at the foot of the bed with his arms open wide like a noble king. He was waiting for her to help him with his clothes.

Yan Yiren fetched a dress shirt and a pair of trousers from the closet before walking towards him. She was gazing straight at him.

He raised her chin, his fingertips slightly cool, “An amateur?”

Yan Yiren tilted her head. “What a joke! I’m a worldly person. I’ve got tons of practical experience!”

She didn’t know why she had lied.

She remembered coming across a news article a long time ago. It had stated that moody men tend to have defective personalities and enjoyed forcibly owning inexperienced girls.

In her subconscious mind, she felt like Chu Huaijin fell into such a category.

“He.” Chu Huaijin scoffed once more before releasing her. “Hurry up.”

He was very tall. She was 1.67m tall but only reached a point slightly below his shoulders. It was tiresome to help him with his clothes.

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Yan Yiren’s neck ached from raising her head so much, and her arms ached from stretching so much. Unable to bear it any longer, she complained, “What are you so tall for? The country doesn’t give subsidies for that.”

“I told you to hurry up! What are you spouting rubbish for?!” This little maid was nagging him constantly. She was seriously going to be the death of him.

“If you can do it quicker, do it yourself.” Yan Yiren bit her lip, mumbling her complaints. Now that she was done with the shirt, she’d have to deal with the trousers?

“Young Master, lift your leg!”

Chu Huaijin cooperated and raised his leg. Once his thighs were fitted into each of the trouser legs, Yan Yiren pulled the trousers up…