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From then on, she owes them no debt of gratitude. She and the Ye Family would part ways on hostile terms.

If Mr. Zhang, the man mentioned by the kidnapper, arrives first, once she’s rescued, she’ll treat her wounds. Once she’s recovered, she’ll kill Wu Qizhen, even if it means dying with her.

Her hands and feet are bound, rendering her immobile.

Two women carry her into the bathroom. They don’t loosen her restraints, but rather, use scissors to cut off her clothes and dubiously raise her into a bathtub.

The bathtub is filled with flower petals and scented oils, which smell sweet yet sting Ye Xingbei’s whip wounds painfully.

Ye Xingbei writhes in agony, uncontrollable tears streaming down her face as her body spasms with pain.

The two women seem oblivious, scrubbing her from head to toe with a loofah.

Despite their gender, having someone touch her so intimately, invading her private areas, renders Ye Xingbei utterly humiliated.

She closes her eyes in anguish, her body trembling, fervently wishing for death.

However, with her limbs bound and her mouth gagged, she can’t even commit suicide by biting her own tongue.

She clenches her eyes shut, crying silently, loathing her own foolishness.

Why did she trust Ye Wuwei and Ye Zhitong so blindly?

Why didn’t she bring one or two bodyguards when she went to meet Ye Zhitong and Ye Wuwei?

But upon further reflection, even if she had brought bodyguards, if Ye Wuwei and Ye Zhitong were plotting to hand her over to Wu Qizhen, members of the Ye Family would’ve dealt with them anyway.

The Ye Family was prepared and certainly had numerous allies.

She brought only four bodyguards, along with two children. If a fight broke out, her bodyguards would also face danger.

In the eyes of the Ye Family, Xueno and Yu Nuo were worthless slaves, and their lives could effortlessly be taken.

At least, she is still alive now.

As long as she’s alive, there’s still a chance.

She believes that Gu Junzhu will definitely come to rescue her.

Definitely.

…

After several rounds of relentless bathing, she is finally lifted out of the bathtub by the two women.

The two women dry her body, apply medicine to her wounds, then dress her in a fiery red gauze dress.

When they cut the ropes from her hands, she wants to struggle. One woman holds her down while the other swiftly dresses her in the gauze.

After dressing her, her wrists are bound again.

The two women carry her to the bed.

The bed, over two meters wide, is strewn with red rose petals.

The see-through gauze dress hides almost nothing, revealing her pale skin underneath.

Ye Xingbei is filled with rage and humiliation. She gathers her strength and suddenly hurls herself toward the wall when the women are off guard.

The two women are startled and hurriedly cling to her, slapping her hard on the face: “If you want to die, wait until the guest arrives tonight. Don’t implicate us!”

The two women, one holding her down, the other flicking a switch at the head of the bed.

Two thin chains hang down from the ceiling. The women cuff her hands to the chains, and only then do they take a breath.

One of the women twists Ye Xingbei’s face harshly, “It’s alright, everyone is like this when they first arrive. After a man breaks you in, you’ll get used to it.”

Ye Xingbei shuts her eyes tight, tears rolling uncontrollably down her cheeks.

Time passes by the second.

She’s not sure how long it’s been, but she feels thirsty, hungry, and exhausted. She feels like she might faint at any moment, yet her mind remains alert, as if tethered to a string, maintaining some semblance of lucidity.