Chapter 4: Domineering CEO’s Fierce Love

Xia Lingyu’s first thought was that a fox spirit was indeed a fox spirit—so utterly shameless in the sounds she made. Her second thought was: why was she so fragrant and soft…

“Mn~ Eldest Miss, could you get up?” Xiao Luo hissed, apparently uncomfortable.

Xia Lingyu snapped back to her senses, immediately straightening up. Her face felt hot.

A little embarrassed and angry, she demanded of the driver in front, “What’s wrong with your driving?”

The driver said, “I’m sorry, Miss. The car in front braked suddenly.”

Xia Lingyu’s tone was displeased. “Pay more attention next time!”

“Ah, yes, yes, yes!” the driver hastily responded.

She turned her head and saw Xiao Luo leaning against the car window, eyes narrowed, looking miserable.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Xiao Luo said, “You hurt me when you crashed into me just now, Eldest Miss.”

She shifted sideways, her full chest trembling slightly. Her tight blouse wrapped around the softness within—who knew what shape it had been pressed into moments ago.

Xia Lingyu’s mind suddenly ran wild with images. Only when she met Xiao Luo’s somewhat teasing gaze did she react, a flash of unease crossing her face. She scolded in a low voice, “What a delicate little fox spirit.”

“What are you saying?” Xiao Luo asked curiously.

Xia Lingyu said coldly, “I said, you truly have some skill. No wonder you’ve got that foolish fiancé of mine wrapped around your finger.”

“Oh, so the Eldest Miss also thinks he’s foolish. In that case, why did you agree to marry him…” Xiao Luo leaned close to her ear, speaking slowly.

In the original novel, Xia Lingyu was a vicious supporting female character whose ending was utterly tragic.

Her company was driven to the brink of bankruptcy by that dog of a male lead, her parents were forced to jump to their deaths, and she herself was framed and imprisoned by him, ultimately beaten to death in prison.

Xia Lingyu was a supporting character manipulated by the plot. So far, she hadn’t committed any heinous crimes. As long as the engagement was broken off, the later events wouldn’t happen.

That, of course, would also mean Xiao Luo had completed her quest.

Xia Lingyu felt the woman drawing closer, a faint, elusive fragrance lingering at the tip of her nose. It made the blood in her veins sear.

She closed her eyes and steadied herself, saying in a low voice, “Xiao Luo, what is your real goal?”

Those women who approached Si Nanyan—every single one of them was after money. And Xiao Luo? She couldn’t see what Xiao Luo was after at all.

“What am I after?” Xiao Luo’s voice was melodious. “Why, you, of course.”

“You—” Xia Lingyu’s heart pounded. Whether from anger or something else, her fair features flushed faintly red.

“I was joking. Miss Xia, why such a big reaction?” Xiao Luo’s voice carried a trace of laughter.

When Xia Lingyu heard this, a blockage formed in her chest. She stared at the woman before her, a small flame of fire flickering in her eyes.

This woman…

Xiao Luo straightened her posture and said, “Miss Xia, Si Nanyan was the one who invited me to today’s rendezvous. As a powerless woman, I had no choice. If you want to blame someone, blame your fiancé—he can’t control his own wandering heart…”

As she spoke ill of Si Nanyan, Xia Lingyu’s eyes only grew colder. “Heh~ You have a glib tongue.”

Before long, the car arrived at a high-end apartment building.

Xia Lingyu opened the car door, pulled her out, and headed upstairs.

“What are you doing?” Xiao Luo asked, though she followed along cooperatively enough.

Xia Lingyu didn’t say a word along the way. She brought her into an apartment and, without any courtesy, pushed her onto the sofa.

“Mn~” A moan escaped Xiao Luo’s lips. She looked up at Xia Lingyu and said languidly, “The Eldest Miss is so rough.”

Xia Lingyu watched the woman half-lying, half-sitting there, the graceful curves of her chest rising and falling faintly. Her rosy lips were like small cherries, parting and closing, pure and cold yet bewitchingly alluring.

A seductive fox spirit.

She curled her lips into a smirk and asked, “I’ll ask you again—what you said just now, was it all true?”

Xiao Luo said, “Of course.”

The next moment, however, Xia Lingyu pulled out her phone and played a recording.

“I won’t be the other woman. Unless Mr. Si finds a way to cancel the engagement.”

“You mean, if I cancel the engagement, you’ll be with me?”

“Are you willing to give me a proper, official status?”

“…”

After listening to the recording, Xiao Luo’s body stiffened slightly.

Well, well. It turned out tonight’s rendezvous had been under Xia Lingyu’s surveillance long ago. The leak must have come from Si Nanyan’s end. No wonder Xia Lingyu was so brazen—she had this fiancé firmly under her thumb.

Xia Lingyu saw her silent expression and gave a cold little smile. “How does it feel to have your face slapped?”

Xiao Luo: “…”

She was at a loss for words and even a little embarrassed.

“Xiao Luo, I see your mouth is dishonest, and you like sowing discord… If I don’t teach you a lesson, I won’t be able to soothe my anger. How do you think I should punish you?”

Xiao Luo spread out her limbs, giving up entirely. “Do whatever you want. But I’m not feeling well. You won’t go too far, right?”

She threw Xia Lingyu a docile look.

In the original novel, the early-stage Xia Lingyu had a bad temper. She would slap Si Nanyan at the drop of a hat, but she was much gentler with women—at most, a warning or a threat. Only in the later stages did she evolve into the vicious supporting female character who tormented the female lead to death.

So, Xiao Luo figured that admitting her mistake sensibly now would keep Xia Lingyu from laying a hand on her.

“Fox spirit. If I don’t go a little far with you, how will you ever learn your lesson?”

Xia Lingyu sneered at her, walked over, and grabbed her slender wrist, raising it above her head. Their bodies drew very close, almost pressing together.

Xiao Luo suddenly felt uncomfortable. This position was far too strange. She struggled. “What are you doing?”

Xia Lingyu abruptly produced a silk ribbon and bound her hands with it, tying the other end to the wall. Xiao Luo’s arms were now hoisted up, like a student being corporally punished for doing something wrong.

Xiao Luo felt humiliated. She raised her head and glared at Xia Lingyu. “Miss Xia, isn’t this going a little too far? Kidnapping?”

Xia Lingyu said, “I wouldn’t call it kidnapping. You came with me of your own free will. I said I’d teach you a lesson, and you agreed yourself. Isn’t that right?”

Xiao Luo gritted her teeth. “I’m not feeling well, and I’m anemic. I can’t take it. Miss Xia, let me go.”

Hiss~ The vicious supporting female character was actually serious. The novel described how, when Xia Lingyu truly went berserk, nine men couldn’t hold her back. And the System wasn’t giving her any cheat abilities—what if she was beaten to death?

“System, your Host is about to go offline.”

The System spoke up: “Host, rest assured. She won’t kill you.”

Xiao Luo: “…Get lost, damn it!”

Listening to Xiao Luo’s words, Xia Lingyu felt as if she were forcing herself on someone.

But seeing this fox-spirit woman looking so afraid, a sense of satisfaction rose in her heart.

“Regret it yet?” She pinched Xiao Luo’s chin and asked.

Xiao Luo was forced to tilt her head up. The light prickled her eyes uncomfortably, filling them with moisture. She looked pitifully delicate. “Mn, I regret it.”

Xia Lingyu stared down at her and asked again, “Regret what?”

“I shouldn’t have approached your fiancé.”

“Mn, and what else?”

“I shouldn’t have agreed to his rendezvous. I shouldn’t have lied to you.”

“Mn, continue.”

Seeing Xia Lingyu’s expression still icy, Xiao Luo licked the corner of her lips and said quietly, “Miss Xia, actually… I approached him and urged him to break off the engagement with you—I did it all for you.”

“How was that for me?” Xia Lingyu folded her arms, amused.

Xiao Luo said, “I think someone as outstanding as Miss Xia doesn’t deserve a scumbag like him. So I just wanted to help you kick him to the curb.”