Chapter 82: Before You? The Goddess Always Takes the Initiative (4)
While brewing tea, Ye Xueyi began asking about the events of the day.
Su Qing omitted some details and gave a brief summary.
Stripping away all embellishments, the story boiled down to him raiding the pleasure boat, encountering the Demon Sect's witch.
"Her? She's here too?!"
Ye Xueyi's hands paused mid-brew, her eyes flashing with surprise.
"Oh? You seem to know her."
Su Qing blew on the tea before taking a sip.
"Of course, I know her. How did things go between you two? Did she deceive you? Did you suffer any losses?"
"Demon Sect members are masters at bewitching minds—you must never fall for their tricks!"
Ye Xueyi fired off a rapid string of words.
"Are you worried about me? I thought you couldn't wait for me to get into trouble."
Su Qing's gaze gleamed with teasing amusement.
He felt a faint sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.
After spending time together, he had, in a way, tamed this celestial beauty.
It was a rewarding validation of his efforts.
"D-Don't flatter yourself. I'm only concerned about how this might affect our relationship!"
"If she manipulates you, it would be troublesome for me. I might end up suffering too."
Ye Xueyi's blush deepened as she stammered.
She set down the teapot and approached Su Qing.
"What are you doing?"
Su Qing asked curiously.
"Checking your body, just in case anything unusual happened."
Ye Xueyi spoke in an entirely serious tone.
Her expression was unreadable, as if she genuinely only had his wellbeing in mind.
"That won't be necessary. I know my condition, and there's nothing wrong."
"Rather than worrying about me, perhaps you should be more concerned about whether she suffered any losses."
Su Qing chuckled, shaking his head.
The celestial beauty standing before him faltered, feeling a strange sense of loss.
Their conversation tonight had been too proper, too devoid of the tension she had expected.
He hadn't wronged her at all; they had merely conversed like normal friends.
She had even offered to check on him, yet he had declined without hesitation.
Why was this happening?
Was he no longer interested in her?
They say that women who are too easy to obtain aren't cherished—had her concessions only made her less valuable in his eyes?
For a moment, Ye Xueyi felt a pang of insecurity.
She didn't understand why she felt this way, but she quickly found a justification for it.
It wasn't about her.
It was about her sect—if he lost interest in her, would her sect still be safe and protected?
Forcing a smile, Ye Xueyi turned to return to her seat.
But at that moment, Su Qing suddenly reached out.
His movements weren't fast, yet Ye Xueyi, strangely, did not react in time.
She felt his fingers wrap around her delicate hand, while another hand rested lightly on her slender waist.
Before she knew it, she was pulled into his embrace.
Once again, the celestial beauty had fallen into the clutches of the villain.
This time, she didn't panic, nor did she resist.
Instead, she felt... at peace.
Her body instinctively relaxed, and she subtly adjusted her position, finding the most comfortable spot to lean against him.
She was growing more accustomed to this posture, and the psychological barriers she once held were fading.
"Madam, why are you prying so much? You seem to be overstepping your bounds."
"Since when do you have the authority to meddle in my affairs?"
Su Qing's gaze carried a dangerous edge as he stared into the goddess's exquisite features.
Truth be told, seeing such a dignified and elegant woman nestled in his arms was truly a sight to behold.
It was all thanks to his tireless efforts!
"I… I was just worried you might corrupt my husband. Otherwise, I wouldn't be asking so much."
Ye Xueyi averted her eyes guiltily, fabricating a flimsy excuse.
Her justifications had become increasingly half-hearted—her lies so transparent they were almost laughable.
"So little faith in my character? That's slander! I must teach you a lesson!"
Su Qing feigned outrage, acting as though he had been grievously wronged.
"Master Su, please have some dignity—I am your brother's wife! How can you punish me?!"
Ye Xueyi's voice held a note of feigned distress, though the faint smile on her lips betrayed her amusement.
Her initial guilt had transformed into a playful indulgence.
"Oh? You remember being Brother Gu's wife?"
"Is this how a wife should behave?"
"Tonight, I saw you treating Brother Gu with nothing but cold indifference. I was deeply angered—so I shall discipline you on his behalf!"
Su Qing spoke with righteous indignation.
Ever the champion of justice, he intended to teach her a lesson!
Before she could react, she let out a startled cry.
Moments ago, she had been leaning against him—now, she was draped over his lap.
Her round, perky rear was now the perfect target.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Sharp, resounding slaps echoed through the chamber, leaving no doubt about their force.
"Villain! You go too far! I will never submit to you!"
Ye Xueyi's protest rang out.
Yet, her body told a different story.
Despite the stinging sensation, she remained still.
At first, she had resisted, but now… there was a strange sense of excitement.
Gone was her usual cold demeanor—she now carried an air of soft vulnerability.
Her frosty, elegant features, paired with her newfound docility, made for an irresistible sight.
She had learned how to please him, improvising to add some extra flair.
Just then, Gu Qingzhou's voice called out from outside.
"Xueyi, it's all my fault. I made Brother Su take me there. Please don't blame him!"
The unwanted son-in-law had been worried about Su Qing and had come to his defense.
"Who is truly his wife here...?"
Ye Xueyi murmured in a pitiful tone, turning her face away.
She felt like their bond surpassed even hers with Su Qing.
"Young lady, your thoughts are dangerous."
Su Qing smirked, sensing her misplaced jealousy.
For that alone, he decided she needed further discipline—both to correct her thinking and to solidify his own reputation!
Just for this thought alone, he had to teach her a harsh lesson to preserve his own reputation!
Yes, this was also the best way to prove his orientation—there was no need for excessive verbal arguments!
Ye Xueyi let out a few soft hums but did not resist in the slightest.
She naturally leaned into her so-called husband's sworn brother while simultaneously dealing with those outside.