Having drifted off, I felt a fiery gaze sizing me up.
Like a wild animal in the wilds, it gave me the chills.
I tried to open my eyes, but they were like a ghost paralyzed in the sleep.
The man stared at me for a moment, then leaned over and whispered softly in my ear, "Wanwan, when will you love me?"
Love? Who made me love him?
Daybreak.
After breakfast, Shen Ji led me to a room with a muscular female trainer.
"Mrs. Lu, from today on, I will be teaching you women's self-defense. Of course, besides the techniques I'll teach you, it's even more important that you have a strong body. Otherwise, if you're ever in danger, you'll realize the huge difference in strength between a woman and a man."
"Yes, I'll do whatever the trainer says."
After learning that Su Ning'an was also a martial artist, I became even more cautious.
If I ever fall into her hands, I need at least some self-defense skills. "Mrs. Lu, you need to prepare yourself mentally. You're not young anymore, and you don't have much experience. Mr. Lu specifically instructed me not to go easy on you, so if you're hurt, I won't show any mercy."
"I understand."
How can you learn real skills without suffering?
At the end of the day, I was bruised and battered, and my body was sore and limp.
Coach Qu, with a cold face, had me do crunches, lift barbells, and other exercises to build strength.
After showering, I collapsed onto the bed, feeling dizzy.
"How was your day?" Lu Yanchen asked gently.
I knew my posture was awkward, but I simply didn't have the strength to get up.
"Except for my head, everything else feels like it's not mine."
"Can you hold on?"
"Of course!"
Although the pain was excruciating, the thought of my helplessness before death made it nothing compared to the pain.
He took my hand, and the moment he touched me, I started to cry out. "It hurts, it hurts so bad..."
"How are you supposed to continue training tomorrow? I have some blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicine."
My eyes lit up. "Yanchen, you're so thoughtful."
He smiled softly. "I've been through this before. I have experience. Come on, take off your clothes, and I'll apply it to you."
Hearing this, I jumped up from the bed, spraining my waist with my speed. "Hiss..."
I gritted my teeth in pain. "No, no, I can do it myself."
Lu Yanchen placed the medicine by the bed. I felt like a rusty robot, my movements sluggish.
Every pore ached with every movement.
Just as I was about to reach for the medicine bottle, he reached out and snatched it away. "Okay, stop being so stubborn. I'll do it."
I bit my lip and refused, "Let's get a maid."
"Are you sure you want people to see you covered in bruises? Someone who doesn't know will think I did something to you last night. I think word will spread in two days that I have a quirk and have tortured you like this."
He had a point. I couldn't let my reputation as a good person be ruined by me.
"But..."
"Wanwan, don't you trust me?"
"No, no, I don't mean that." I waved my hands repeatedly. The pain, once again, came to the surface.
It was a tall order for me to persevere through such intense physical training, but at this point, I was practically breaking. "Wanwan, I told you we're husband and wife, and we'll have intimate moments in the future. You're so reluctant even to let me apply the medicine, how can we have a baby?"
My face flushed. "I, when did I ever agree to have a baby?"
"It's only a matter of time. You can get the medicine applied sooner and rest sooner. If the pain doesn't subside, how are you going to train tomorrow? Wanwan, just be good."
His tone was like an uncle trying to coax a child into taking medicine.
"Well... okay then." I reluctantly agreed.
I was wearing a slip dress with a matching silk jacket. When I raised my hand to unbutton it, it hurt like hell.
"Okay, let me do it."
He sighed. "If you're nervous, just close your eyes."
After he'd said that, it would be hypocritical for me to refuse.
I sat on the edge of the bed and closed my eyes. "You, you do it."
Even without looking, I could feel the man's gaze on my body, so intense.
Then the clothes on my chest trembled slightly, and the buttons began to unbutton one by one. Clearly invisible, I imagined my uncle's long, bony, white fingers descending upon the pink silk-wrapped buttons, slowly and steadily undoing them.
One, two, three...
Then he grasped the separated garment and gently ripped it off.
Without the covering of my coat, I was left with only a silk camisole.
Usually, I took off my coat in the cubicle and sank into the covers.
At that moment, I suddenly realized something.
I was completely naked inside.
Oh my god, my uncle must have seen it!