C35 Who Was More like a Bandit?

Elder Qian muttered under his breath, "Troublemaker, I don't even want to take you in, you little brat."

Elder Qian was still fuming.

Yuvyuv's face was full of anger as she glared at Huo Lingxiao.

"Sign it," Huo Lingxiao's handsome face turned cold suddenly.

Yuvyuv jumped in surprise.

The sudden chill on the man's face reminded her of a past life, where he was like a demon-faced drill sergeant. Her entire back shivered with cold.

The instinctive fear her body felt toward this man from her past life sent a deep chill through her.

That demon was back.

And she had once been the little creature trapped in his grasp.

She had to escape.

"Sign it, girl," Huo Lingxiao's voice was cold and domineering, leaving no room for argument.

His long fingers lifted, accurately capturing Yuvyuv's small hand hidden behind her back. He spoke in a deep voice, "Sign it nicely, or do I need to use your fingerprint?"

Yuvyuv shook her head in shock, her little mouth opening as if to say something.

The next second, "Ouch, that hurts!"

In the brief moment her mouth was open, her finger, now bleeding from a bite, was pressed onto the paper by the man who had suddenly turned into a demon.

She heard his cold voice, "Alright, from now on, you owe me ten thousand dollars. It's only right to repay debts. Given that you can't pay it back now, and I've already spoken to your father, who confirmed that neither he nor your family will help you, you'll temporarily work for me. I order you to stay with Uncle Qian for a few days."

"You bully!"

Yuvyuv shouted in anger, momentarily forgetting how terrifying the man in front of her was.

"I don't owe you any money at all. This is extortion, and I refuse to acknowledge this debt." Tears of frustration welled up in her big eyes as she looked at her bitten thumb, the pain making her want to scream.

This devil, he actually had the nerve to bite her finger to use as ink for a stamp. The jerk in front of her was clearly a super creepy demon. Just a moment ago, he was smiling at her with such charm, and the next, he was as domineering as a bandit leader.

"You think I'm extorting you? Fine, let's go over whether you owe me this money," Huo Lingxiao's handsome face turned serious, his voice carrying a chilling edge.

The cold aura made Ye Yuvyuv want to step back, but the man's strong arm held her firmly in place. She heard his icy voice above her, "Girl, first, you were kidnapped and thrown into the Night Paris Dance Hall, put in a coffin for auction. Tell me, wasn't it me who bought you?"

Ye Yuvyuv instinctively wanted to nod but quickly realized something was off. She looked up and shook her head, "No way, I don't even know if you paid a single cent!"

Hmph, trying to fool her, did he think she was a three-year-old?

Given this devil's identity, the manager at Night Paris would think twice about asking for a single cent, fearing for his life.

"Believe it or not, I did spend a hundred thousand dollars to buy you from the black market," Huo Lingxiao scoffed coldly.

"Pfft, I don't buy it. Who would be dumb enough to spend a hundred thousand dollars on a woman? It's not like I'm a goddess from the heavens," Ye Yuvyuv retorted.

After saying that, she felt something was off. She soon heard the man's mocking laughter.

She looked up, daring to glare at him, "What are you laughing at? Am I wrong? Spending a hundred thousand dollars on a woman, how foolish can someone be?"

"Yeah, it's foolish, but not me—it's you, little thing. What, do you think your life isn't worth even a hundred thousand dollars?" Huo Lingxiao sneered.

Ye Yuvyuv heard the voice and her face instantly froze. She cursed inwardly, "Darn it, she got tangled up with this jerk." How could it be that she, Ye Yuvyuv, wasn't worth ten thousand dollars? Could ten thousand dollars really compare to her living, breathing self?

Ye Yuvyuv was momentarily at a loss. But she quickly realized something was off. "Wait a minute, if you spent ten thousand dollars to save me, then why does this paper say I only owe you a thousand?"

Ha, was she supposed to believe this devil suddenly found his conscience and gave her a discount? She'd sooner believe the sun rose in the west today.

"It's simple. I gave you a discount. After all, you're my future little wife, aren't you? Talking money with family just feels wrong," Huo Lingxiao said with a lazy smile, as if he could hear Ye Yuvyuv's thoughts.

Seeing Ye Yuvyuv's wide-eyed expression, he continued, "Remember when you borrowed Adjutant Chen's gun and car, saying you'd return them in perfect condition? Well, the car got wrecked, and the gun disappeared. How much do you think that adds up to?"

"Girl, let me remind you, the car's easy to price, but those two guns were brand-new Brownings. You don't think you can just pick those up at a street market like cabbages, do you?"

Huo Lingxiao's voice turned cold again, his eyes deepening as he slowly moved a finger toward the neckline of Ye Yuvyuv's blouse, casually playing with the lace.

"What are you doing? I'll report you for harassment!" Ye Yuvyuv blurted out, her brain not fully engaged, tension making her speak without thinking.

Across the way, Elder Qian, who had been trying to remain invisible, couldn't help but choke on his laughter at the girl's unexpected outburst.

Elder Qian patted his chest, thinking that keeping this girl around might just shave a few years off his life. She was just too reckless.

Huo Lingxiao seemed unfazed by Yuvyuv's irritation and continued, "Girl, remember the night I saved you? When you were negotiating to leave town, those clothes you wore—didn't exactly come from the right place, did they?"

He paused, casting a cold glance at Elder Qian in the distance, who quickly decided to play the invisible man.

Huo Lingxiao then leisurely remarked, "Compared to smashing up a store, stealing clothes and shoes in the dead of night—who do you think acts more like a bandit, hmm?"

"I-I-I was in a tough spot, had no choice. Besides, didn't I have Adjutant Chen report to you and pay them back?" Yuvyuv blurted out.

"Oh, you remembered to make me the fall guy?" Huo Lingxiao replied casually.

Yuvyuv let out a small "ah" and quickly shut her mouth, her big eyes betraying her guilt. She pressed her lips together, not daring to speak further, mentally kicking herself for forgetting about that incident. How could she have been so bold as to make this devil her scapegoat?

Sure enough, the night she came back, her mind wasn't quite clear. It felt like she had set herself up for trouble.

Just then, a chilling voice devoid of warmth echoed in Yuvyuv's ear, "So, little one, tally up these things. Not a single item is worth less than ten thousand dollars. Do you think that's a lot?"