C14 He Was a Pervert

She tried to anticipate the man's next move, feeling a subtle unease. This man was unpredictable and ruthless—what would he do to her next?

"Is everything I asked for ready?" Muhan's voice was commanding, clearly addressing the butler but looking down at her with disdain.

The butler nodded respectfully. "Yes, it's all prepared."

"Good." A seemingly harmless smile played on his lips, sending a shiver down Ranxi's spine. Would this madness never end? Would he stop at nothing to torment her?

Muhan stood up, extending his long arm to scoop up the still-breathless Ranxi in a swift, effortless motion, cradling her like a princess.

The sudden gesture left her stunned, enveloped in his distinct masculine scent—a familiar mix of subtle cologne and a hint of tobacco. It was like an invisible hand teasing her sensitive nerves. She had imagined countless ways he might torment her, but never had she thought he would lift her so gently. It gave her a fleeting illusion, a desire to lean into his broad chest, to find solace in his strong arms.

She must be losing her mind! The man holding her was a cold-hearted monster! How could she even entertain such thoughts?

"Let go of me!" she whispered weakly.

"Don't move." As he spoke, his warm breath lightly brushed against her forehead, causing a slight tickle.

Su Ranxi hated this kind of close proximity. Thinking about how this jerk had not only used underhanded means to take her body but also tormented her endlessly, she felt a strong aversion.

"I said let me down!" Seeing his lack of response, Su Ranxi's voice suddenly rose a notch.

"Shut up!" Muhan was annoyed by her noise and lack of cooperation.

"Jerk, I told you not to touch me, let go!" In her anger, Su Ranxi bit down hard on his shoulder, leaving a row of teeth marks.

This finally pushed Muhan over the edge. He suddenly released his grip, and in an instant, Su Ranxi landed hard on the ground, the pain shooting through her.

"You asked for it!" he snapped, turning on his heel and leaving.

The butler stood there, stunned and unsure of what to do. The master just left like that? And what about the maid? How should she be handled or settled?

Having been the butler here for nearly ten years, he knew Muhan's temperament well. Muhan usually kept his emotions in check, but this girl seemed to push him to the brink repeatedly. Moreover, he had just held her willingly, treating her differently from the other maids. Why was that?

Su Ranxi, her face pale, rubbed her sore backside after a hard fall, rolling on the ground a couple of times to ease the psychological pain. However, the stabbing pain only intensified.

"You jerk! Don't think that just because you can trap me for a moment, you can trap me forever!" Su Ranxi shouted at his retreating figure. How infuriating that people like him exist in this world!

"You should save your energy. The young master hates having his authority challenged, and you're poking the bear," the butler said sympathetically, which only annoyed Su Ranxi more.

"Birds of a feather!"

Just then, Feng Muhan's voice crackled through the intercom, "Bring her to Room Two!"

"What room?" Su Ranxi reacted instinctively. Just hearing the word "room" made her tense up. Was this twisted man planning to indulge his desires again?

"Don't worry, the young master just wants to invite you to dinner," the butler reassured her.

"You talk too much!" Unfortunately, Feng Muhan overheard this, and it was clear the butler had hit a nerve.

"I'm sorry, sir!" The butler's expression changed drastically as he quickly apologized, seeking Feng Muhan's forgiveness.

"Stop making me hear your apologies. If you can't handle this job anymore, I won't hesitate to find someone who can," Feng Muhan's cold words were like steel chilled in ice, both frigid and unyielding.

Before the butler could respond, he had already cut the connection.

"What did you do wrong? The real problem is that creep!" Su Ranxi complained to the butler.

Hearing this, the butler quickly looked around, worried that such words might reach Muhan. "Miss, I advise you to go along with the young master. You've really upset him today, and it might be tough for you later."

"Miss? Sir, your young master's behavior is terrible. Fine! I see you're defending him too!" Su Ranxi felt frustrated. If she ever got the chance to escape, she'd make sure that jerk got what he deserved. It was outrageous, building such a massive mansion just to train a bunch of obedient women in today's society.

"You'd better stop talking. Let me take you to dinner," the butler said, trying to prevent Su Ranxi from continuing her endless tirade against Muhan. He quickly led her to the second room.

This was no joke. Even though the young master seemed to treat her differently, thinking he had changed and pushing his buttons would be digging her own grave.

The butler led Su Ranxi to a room and opened the door for her. "Miss Su, please go in and have your meal," he said before turning to leave.

"Wait a minute," she called out as he was about to leave. The butler seemed reasonable, and she thought she might be able to get some information from him about her situation.