This kiss was not as gentle as the previous ones, not ones that made Ye Huohuo's heart tremble involuntarily.
This kiss gave her only two feelings: pain! And humiliation!
Li Mohan seemed to be venting his anger, kissing and biting her lips until he tasted the blood before finally stopping.
He raised his hand and wiped his lips, seeing the bright red on his fingertips, and seemed satisfied, "Listen, if you meddle in my affairs again, you'll be punished even more severely than this."
Finally, he bit her ear, leaving a tooth mark. Seeing her ear visibly turn red, Li Mohan's eyes finally showed a hint of a smile.
He liked to see Ye Huohuo helpless against him. With just a little provocation, she would turn into a ripe tomato.
Ye Huohuo felt like a piece of meat on a chopping block, completely at his mercy, her mind a blank slate.
The hand pressed against his chest was numb and weak.
Although she didn't like the kiss, she couldn't help but fantasize in her mind: Li Mohan kissed her again and again, didn't he like her a little bit now? After all, this was an act that only intimate lovers would share.
But Li Mohan's last words completely sobered her up.
"Listen, my heart only has one person, and it can never accommodate anyone else. Remember what you promised me. You were supposed to shield me from those admirers, so don't get ahead of yourself trying to play matchmaker! If you anger me, I'll cancel the engagement at any time!"
As Li Mohan spoke, his fingertips brushed against her lips, wiping away the bloodstains, and finally tapped the marriage certificate in Ye Huohuo's pocket.
In that instant, Ye Huohuo felt a sound of something shattering in her ears.
"Crack, crash!" Shattered into pieces, beyond repair.
Ye Huohuo clenched her fists tightly, suppressing her tears, her throat feeling tight. She forced out two words, "Understood!"
Yes, what was she thinking? As soon as he treated her a little better, she started overthinking.
He only kissed you to borrow luck, what else did you think?
Isn't it ridiculous? She really wanted to laugh, and she did manage a smile, "Don't worry, I won't overstep again."
Seeing that Ye Huohuo had behaved, Li Mohan thought his threat had worked. Looking at her somewhat pitiful appearance, his heart tightened a little, but he just couldn't stand her acting presumptuously and finding women for him.
He was determined to be a little harsher with her, otherwise, this little girl would become uncontrollable in the future.
Li Mohan let her go and left the bathroom with satisfaction. However, he didn't know that his action would bring Ye Huohuo a disaster.
The moment the bathroom door closed, the crack in Ye Huohuo's heart also closed.
She had always thought that having no hope was the worst, but now she felt that it was worse to have a little hope only to have it turn into despair.
She looked at herself in the mirror. In terms of beauty, she was inferior to any of the beautiful women around him. In terms of status, she was a jinx who had caused her parents' death. At her worst, she didn't even have a roof over her head.
For so many years, she had faced the threat of death every day, living like walking a tightrope. If it weren't for the heavy burden of her parents' death weighing on her heart, she might have died long ago.
It was that unwillingness that kept her alive until now. She felt suffocated by bad luck every day.
Meeting Li Mohan, he seemed to be a beam of light shining into her life, allowing her to breathe when she felt suffocated. It seemed that by his side, she could relax a lot, and with him, nothing could stop her.
It was because of this, she couldn't help but open her heart without knowing the depths.
She, this ugly duckling, had foolishly fallen in love with the prince who was high above.
Li Mohan was angry with her just now for meddling. Yes, what right did she have to help him choose a wife? In a year, they would go their separate ways.
Perhaps she wouldn't even survive a year. She was borrowing his luck every day she lived. What right did she have to like him and to be so clever as to make decisions for him?
She was already living under someone else's roof. If he treated you a little better, you would get carried away?
Wanting more than you're given. Even if all the beautiful women around him were gone, he wouldn't even look at you twice. His heart belonged to his own white moonlight.
She must be a perfect woman, so perfect that he couldn't forget her for so many years even after her death.
She felt a little envious of that woman. If she died, would he remember her?
Perhaps it wouldn't be long before he forgot her name.
After all, she was just an insignificant passerby.
Her heart suddenly ached, and a tightness spread to her chest. She opened her mouth, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, splattering onto the porcelain sink.
It turned into specks of bright red plum blossoms.
Ye Huohuo looked at her pale face in the mirror and started to laugh, tears streaming down her face as she laughed.
"Ye Huohuo, you should leave with the little dignity you have left, at least leave him with an image of someone with backbone."
"No, Ye Huohuo, you have to persevere. Only by living can you find the people who harmed your entire family. You can die, but your revenge cannot go unfulfilled. You can't let those who killed your parents get away with it!"
The Ye Huohuo in the mirror seemed to split into two, arguing over whether to go or stay.
Ye Huohuo gave a bitter smile, cleaned the bloodstains with clean water, and washed her face twice. Watching the water droplets slide down her cheeks, she couldn't distinguish between the clear water and her tears.
Her heart ached even more, as if a knife was gouging her heart, making it difficult to breathe. Her stomach churned, and she vomited uncontrollably into the toilet.
She had only eaten something in the morning and it had long since been digested. There wasn't much to vomit, mostly water. In the end, she even vomited bile before she could finally stop.
She rinsed away the mess, her body almost collapsing onto the ground. It took her a long time to stand up, leaning on the sink.
The person in the mirror looked even worse, her pale face tinged with a greenish hue. Ye Huohuo quickly washed her face several times. Looking at herself in the mirror again, that greenish hue still faintly lingered between her eyebrows.
That was... a sick aura, and if it worsened, it would turn into deathly energy.
"I can't die, at least not now!"
She frantically searched her bag for the life-saving talisman her master had given her. After searching for a long time, she remembered that she had pasted it on the door of the women's restroom on the seventh floor to save Li Mohan and the others. Once a talisman was activated, it couldn't be used again.
Was it all fate?
"No, Ye Huohuo, there's still a chance. Lock your heart away, you can do it!"
She bit her middle finger and drew a rejuvenation spell with her blood in the clean water. She washed her face with that water, and when she looked up again, her complexion had indeed improved a lot, and even the greenish aura between her eyebrows was concealed.
The Ye Huohuo in the mirror gradually became cold. Encasing her heart in a solid ice shield would stop it from moving!
From now on, do not move your heart again, you can do it!
Ye Huohuo had just tidied up the slightly messy restroom when an impatient knocking sound echoed.
"Ye Huohuo, did you fall into the toilet? Hurry up and come out, everyone is waiting for you! These two women are very problematic, the senior disciple said only you can solve it!"
Xiao Lingzi's voice sounded from outside.
Ye Huohuo took a deep breath and patted her face hard with her hands, "Ye Huohuo, you can do it. Focus on the task at hand!"
She opened the door and walked out, meeting Li Mohan's light brown eyes. He was also standing not far from the door, he just hadn't knocked or called her.
Li Mohan looked at Ye Huohuo's current appearance. Her complexion was much better than before. It should have been a good thing, but he felt an inexplicable unease, as if something bad was about to happen.
At this moment, he regretted if his words had been a bit too harsh?
But once spoken, water spilled could not be retrieved. He, Li Mohan, had never taken back his words.
Ye Huohuo turned her eyes away unnaturally, looking at the two women.
These two women were somewhat different from when she had seen them before. Back then, they had been sharp-tongued and framed her, but now these two clearly had vacant eyes, with even water stains on their mouths.
"What's wrong with them..." she looked at Senior Disciple Eighth Brother Nie Ming.
"Soul, Soul Gu!"
"Gu cultivation?" Ye Huohuo finally understood why Senior Disciple had said only she could solve it!