"What are you doing?"
Chuyang rushed over immediately, alert and vigilant.
Ji Wei backed away in panic. "You... stay away from me!"
"Miss Ji, I suggest you stop wasting your energy and obediently come to bed with me. I promise I'll use my body to make you surrender." Chuyang's lewd gaze trailed down from her delicate face...
The naked desire in the man's eyes made Ji Wei's heart shudder with fear.
She shook her increasingly drowsy head, striving to stay awake. Suddenly, she noticed a fruit knife lying on the coffee table behind her.
"Miss Ji, there's no need to be afraid. I'll treat you very gently—" Chuyang sneered as he advanced toward her.
"Don't come any closer!" Ji Wei grabbed the fruit knife and screamed at him.
Chuyang scoffed, "Miss Ji, with how weak you are right now, you think you can fight me with a knife? Don't overestimate yourself!"
With a wave of his large hand, Chuyang tried to snatch the knife from her.
"Don't move!" Ji Wei yelled sharply and suddenly turned the blade towards her own right wrist. "If you dare take another step, I'll die right in front of you!"
Her expression was resolute, and there wasn't an ounce of jest in her voice.
Chuyang clearly didn't anticipate such an act from her. He froze for a moment, then mocked, "I heard Miss Ji is even afraid of needles. Cutting your skin with a knife hurts far more than a shot. Do you really dare?"
Ji Wei's face turned pale.
She *was* afraid of pain.
As the rightful eldest daughter of the Ji Family, she had been doted on and spoiled by Old Madam Ji since childhood. She had never been allowed to suffer even the slightest hardship, resulting in her entitled demeanor.
But after the pain of losing her child, dying tragically, and being reborn, Ji Wei was no longer that reckless and willful heiress.
Even in death, she would never let Chuyang tarnish her purity!
"Mr. Ji, is there some kind of misunderstanding between us?"
Suddenly, Ji Wei's lips curved into a faint smile. Her grip on the knife's handle tightened. The sharp blade opened a wound on her fair skin.
Blood instantly gushed out, dripping onto the pristine floor.
Ji Wei smiled faintly and said, "Chuyang, if I die here, you'll be branded a murderer. The Ji Family will never let you go, and the Ji Family you belong to will also face dire consequences."
Chuyang stared at her in shock, his eyes wide.
He had never expected this delicate young mistress, who was both afraid of pain and overly dramatic, to actually harm herself.
"I'm not afraid of your threats." Chuyang refused to admit his fear, speaking stubbornly. "You're committing suicide. If you die, it has nothing to do with me."
The crimson blood continued to drip steadily.
The pain brought some clarity to Ji Wei's foggy mind. She endured the agony and looked down with a faint laugh. "Oh, really? If I committed suicide, don't you think the Ji Family will investigate? And, how do you explain you and Ji Shanshan drugging my drink? Do you think the Ji Family will just let that slide? Sacrificing your entire family's future just to sleep with me—Chuyang, is it worth it?"
Chuyang stared at her in disbelief.
She knew everything!
Impossible.
Only he and Ji Shanshan were aware of the drugging. How could Ji Wei possibly know?
Seeing Chuyang's momentary panic, Ji Wei secretly let out a sigh of relief.
"At this point, Mr. Ji, what are you still standing there for? Get lost already!"
Chuyang glared at her, his expression darkening with malice.
Since the secret was out, given this young mistress's personality, even if he failed to sleep with her today, she wouldn't let him or the Ji Family go.
Might as well go all the way and make her his woman completely!
What's more, Ji Shanshan would soon arrive with the reporters. By then, he'd simply claim Ji Wei seduced him, forcing her into disgrace and leaving no choice but to marry him!
"Miss Ji still has such a fiery temper—but I like that." Chuyang suddenly changed his expression, shamelessly closing in on Ji Wei.
Ji Wei's heart sank. "Chuyang, if you come any closer, I really will die right here!"
"Miss Ji, dying won't be that easy. Hand it over!" Chuyang snarled, forcibly snatching the fruit knife from Ji Wei's hand.
*Clatter—*
The knife was flung far away, and Chuyang laughed maniacally. "If I'd known earlier, you should've listened obediently. Wasting all that blood—my heart aches for you."
His tone was mocking as he placed a hand on his chest, feigning a pained expression.
Disgust churned in Ji Wei's stomach. She tried to push him away with all her might, but Chuyang grabbed her wrists tightly, keeping her immobilized.
"Let me go... let me go!"
Ji Wei screamed, but the drug in her system surged again. Weak and dizzy, her vision blurred until the man before her turned into two shadowy figures.
Summoning the last shred of her strength, she lunged forward and sank her teeth into Chuyang's arm.
"You dare to bite me? You're asking for it!"
Chuyang raised his hand, ready to slap her, but before the blow landed, a steel-like grip caught his arm firmly!
Chuyang froze in terror as he looked up at the man before him, whose icy, menacing gaze made his whole body tremble with fear and his knees go weak.