C63 The Maid Xiaotao Was Humiliated and the Disgusting Bastard Huang San Was Humiliated

Yuvyuv crept quietly to the door of the small room she had been watching for some time. She was bold, not worried about making noise, thanks to the soundproof design by the building's owner. Inside, the occupants wouldn't hear her, and she couldn't hear them—unless the door opened.

The door was locked from the inside. Yuvyuv tried to gently turn the doorknob, but it wouldn't budge. Narrowing her eyes, she reached for a circular brooch on her clothing, straightened the pin, and inserted it into the lock.

Within three seconds, a soft click sounded. Yuvyuv exhaled, slightly annoyed. "Well, it's been a while since I did anything like this. I'm getting rusty," she thought. Her lock-picking skills were thanks to Elder Qian, though he had taught her to crack safes. In her previous life, she often picked small locks—mostly to deal with troublemakers by breaking into their rooms and teaching them a lesson.

Once, Elder Qian caught her in the act and, furious, called her a little troublemaker.

Now, Yuvyuv moved carefully, trying not to alert the two people inside. She slowly opened the door just a crack and glimpsed two figures—a man and a woman. She recognized the woman, Xiaotao, a maid, but the man was unfamiliar. He had a sleazy look, and every time he spoke, his hands would creep toward Xiaotao's waist. His grin, revealing yellowed teeth, was enough to make anyone's skin crawl.

Yuvyuv watched coldly as the two played their little game of push and dodge.

A cold smirk played at the corner of her lips as she thought, "Xiaotao really can't hold back, can she? It's only been a few days, and she must think I've used her and forgotten about her, that I won't keep my promises. This must be her way of getting back at me."

To find out if it was indeed revenge, all she had to do was listen closely.

Ye Yuvyuv pressed her ear against the door, eavesdropping on the whispers inside.

"I say, Xiaotao, did your mistress send you here tonight to have me do something terrible again?" A man in his forties, with a mouth full of yellow teeth, grinned repulsively as he leaned in close to Xiaotao, trying to steal a kiss.

Xiaotao, terrified, tried to pull away, but the man, with a sudden change to a vicious expression, grabbed her face.

With foul breath, he sneered in her face and slapped her hard, snarling, "You think you're something special? You're just a servant girl, so stop acting all high and mighty."

He gripped her face and forced a kiss on her.

Xiaotao whimpered as the man, disgustingly, kissed her small mouth.

Not satisfied with just one, he continued, his foul mouth pressing against hers several times, finally wiping his lips with a satisfied grin. "Damn, you taste good. Much better than that old woman. But that old woman has money... and she's wild in bed..."

His words grew more vulgar and disgusting.

Xiaotao, trembling, backed away, nearly screaming, "Please, Mr. Huang, spare me. I'm just doing my mistress's bidding. You've been paid, so follow her orders. I need to get back quickly, or my mistress will get suspicious."

Xiaotao backed up to the doorway, and Yuvyuv stood by the door, listening more clearly to the conversation between the two.

"Alright, alright, whatever your master instructed, I'll get it done properly. Besides, whenever she asks me for something, haven't I always handled it perfectly?"

The man with yellow teeth, growing impatient, leered at Xiaotao with a sleazy grin, his eyes fixated on her developing figure. His hand itched to reach out.

Xiaotao snapped, "Mr. Huang, my master said that last time you messed up the job. You took the money, but the task went south. She said this is the last time she'll tolerate it. Tonight's job better not go wrong, or she might really get angry."

"The last job, damn it, you dare bring that up again?"

"Does your master know how many of my men I lost last time? All of them were skilled, and now they're gone."

Huang's previously leering gaze turned vicious, and he suddenly grabbed a teapot from the table, smashing it to the ground in anger. The shards scattered everywhere.

Huang glared at Xiaotao with eyes as cold as a snake's, then suddenly yanked her towards him and slapped her hard across the face. The force tore open her pink blouse, and with a greasy grin, he leaned in threateningly. "You think you're too good for me? Acting all high and mighty. Tonight, I'll make sure you remember me."

"Please, Mr. Huang, please let me go. I won't dare again, I promise..."

Xiaotao was paralyzed with fear at the sight of the bully, Huang San. As he dragged her toward the bed, she could only scream, "Please, Mr. Huang, spare me! You still have important business to attend to tonight. Maybe another day, please..."

Xiaotao was a clever and brave maid. Unlike most women who would only cry in such a situation, she tried to delay the inevitable. Unfortunately, she was dealing with a seasoned scoundrel. Huang San, a notorious thug, was well-versed in deceit and could easily see through her attempts to stall.

"Don't play games with me, girl," Huang San sneered. "You'll be begging for more soon enough."

The sound of fabric tearing filled the room. "What a soft little thing you are," he taunted, drooling as he spoke. Xiaotao's cries of terror and despair echoed, her voice breaking into a sharp, hopeless scream.

Huang San loomed over her, his presence as repulsive as a filthy pig, the room filled with a nauseating stench. Xiaotao's expression was one of utter despair, wishing for nothing but escape.