After hearing this, Gong Nanyan furrowed her delicate brows, and a hint of anger flickered in her beautiful eyes.
Just then, Wang Xing'er, soaked from head to toe, came out carrying a wooden bucket, wobbling unsteadily.
She had drawn too much water earlier and had overestimated her own strength, managing to lift it only slightly.
To make matters worse, her right calf was injured, and the bathroom floor was slippery. In a careless moment, all the water in the bucket spilled onto her.
Helpless, the girl had no choice but to fetch water again.
But this time, she was smarter—she drew less water, just enough to cover the tops of her feet, which should be sufficient.
"Wang Xing'er, I haven't treated you unfairly, have I?"
"Why would you deliberately hurt my man? Don't tell me it was a joke—can something like that even be joked about?"
Gong Nanyan's willow-like brows shot up sharply, her tone stern, and her pretty face unusually tinged with anger.
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Seeing who had arrived, Wang Xing'er's delicate body stiffened.
Especially after witnessing the intimate interaction between the two and hearing Gong Nanyan say 'my man,' she basically believed that Mu An hadn't lied to her before.
At least... he really hadn't bullied Gong Nanyan.
"What are you standing there for? Five minutes are almost up!"
Mu An 'kindly' reminded her.
Wang Xing'er dared not delay or meet Gong Nanyan's questioning gaze, which reflected her inner shame.
She gritted her teeth against the pain in her calf and carefully carried the wooden bucket over.
With a bang, the bucket was set down as carefully as possible, but the water inside still sloshed violently.
Fortunately, it wasn't filled to the brim; otherwise, it would have splashed everywhere again.
This also showed that the girl had been pampered since childhood—some details lacked the professionalism of a maid like Ning'er.
Mu An cooperated by lifting one foot and casually uttered two words:
"Take off your shoes."
Wang Xing'er took a deep breath, her slender jade-like hands trembling uncontrollably.
To be honest, she had always been served by others before, but now she had to serve someone else.
And it was even an act like taking off his shoes— something 'humiliating.' She felt instinctively repulsed and found it hard to accept.
But faced with the man's threat, no matter how unwilling she was, in the end, she had to accept and do it!
'It's all for the Wang family not to go bankrupt, for Brother Wang Mingxuan not to be blacklisted, and for me not to beg on the street and be laughed at by thousands...'
The girl comforted herself silently, closed her eyes, and couldn't bear to face reality.
Those delicate hands, which were often soaked in milk and flower petals, finally reached for the man's shoes.
…..
Watching the clumsy Wang Xing'er taking off the shoes, Gong Nanyan felt a bit unhappy and turned to her man, acting coquettishly.
"Brother An, didn't she make a mistake? Why are you rewarding her?"
'Re... ward...?'
Wang Xing'er's small hand froze for a moment but quickly returned to normal, pretending not to have heard.
"Heh, this might be a reward to you, but to someone else, it's more painful than killing her!"
Mu An pinched Gong Nanyan's chin and stamped a firm kiss on her.
Then he whispered by her ear.
"How about I wash your feet another day?"
"If you get a little greedier, I might reluctantly help you scrub your back too..."
Gong Nanyan smiled shyly and scolded, half-pouting.
"I think you're the one who wants to be greedier, aren't you?"
The next second, she changed the subject and seriously discussed the possibility.
"How about you come over tomorrow? I can have Youbai go play at Youmeng's house..."
"I just learned a nourishing beauty soup recently, so I can make some for you to drink then!"
The two of them were like a couple deeply in love, whispering sweet nothings, their words full of ambiguity, which made Wang Xing'er feel even more miserable.
Fortunately, she had the foresight to close her eyes in advance.
Otherwise, besides her ears suffering, her eyes might have been tormented as well.
But closing her eyes and losing her sense of sight brought about another kind of 'trouble.'
That was, the sense of touch in the girl's hands became even more sensitive.
The man's arches, the tops of his feet, his toes... every spot felt like a burning hot iron branding her.
Even the slightest touch left a deep imprint on her heart, impossible to erase.
'Just endure it! Just endure it!!'
'Once I get through this, I'll never be tormented by this man again!'
Wang Xing'er comforted herself silently.
As for... revenge?
How could she dare!
From Mu An's earlier solemn words, the girl had no doubt he would follow through!
She didn't know how much time had passed.
The hot water had cooled considerably, and the girl's fair fingertips had become a bit wrinkled.
"Get out!"
The man's cold voice rang out, devoid of any emotion.
Wang Xing'er felt as if she had been granted a great pardon.
She suddenly stood up, but because she had been squatting too long, her blood circulation was poor, and her vision went black.
She staggered and fell forward.
Mu An frowned slightly but still reached out to catch her.
It wasn't that the man had softened, but rather he had a sudden idea for a way to keep triggering emotional rewards from her.
After a moment, Wang Xing'er regained her senses and realized she was in a warm embrace.
But when she looked up, she found that the owner of this warm embrace was the person she hated most.
Her face instantly turned pale, and she backed away in fright.
"I..."
Of course, Mu An wouldn't give her what she wanted.
The man's large hand, like sharp claws, carried a fierce gust of wind.
The familiar ripping sound echoed again.
This time, the girl's clothes no longer protected her; the once modest off-shoulder short skirt was reduced in an instant to just her close-fitting underwear.
Mu An remained unmoved, his gaze calm and steady.
He casually wrapped his arm around her slender waist, forcibly locking her against his chest, while his other hand pressed the camera button on his phone repeatedly right in front of her.
"Waaah, what are you doing?!"
After everything was done, Wang Xing'er finally realized what had happened.
She hurriedly pushed the man away, her beautiful eyes instantly reddening, and she squatted down in shame.
Partly to cover the exposed parts of her body, and partly to try to rearrange the scattered pieces of clothing over herself.
But once broken, how could the torn clothes still cover anything? It was all futile!
The girl knew this truth well.
Tears as big as beans kept falling onto the ground, the torn clothes, and the back of her hand.
Her vision seemed to be shrouded in a mist; no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't clearly see what was in front of her.
At that moment, the man's cold voice sounded again.
"I've already taken photos as souvenirs."
"Remember to behave from now on. After all, you wouldn't want Wang Mingxuan, the guy you like, to see these 'cheating' photos, would you?"
Hearing this, the blood throughout the girl's body felt as if it had been plunged into the deepest part of the Arctic, instantly frozen solid.
Suffocating!
An indescribable sense of suffocation surged over her.
It completely crushed any thought of resistance!