How long has it been since I woke up to the sound of birds in the morning? Through the white gauze curtains, the sunlight gently illuminated the room, casting a warm golden hue.
A woman lay on the simple bed, her long black wavy hair naturally spread across her cheeks.
Her features were striking, like a woman in a painting.
After a while, the woman seemed to quietly awaken, her long eyelashes fluttering, and her enchanting black eyes slowly opened, unable to focus immediately, exuding a lazy and sensual aura.
Where am I… Dong Enyu wondered to herself.
This room is so familiar… yet so strange.
In a daze, Dong Enyu recalled being kidnapped not long ago.
Before she passed out, there were many noisy voices telling her she had been rescued.
She remembered the strength of the hand that held hers, and she couldn’t help but squeeze her hand a few times.
Now she was grasping at air, but she remembered how warm, reliable, and reassuring it felt…
Knock, knock— The door was knocked on without warning, and Dong Enyu released her clenched fist as the door opened.
Dong Enyu raised a faint smile, but the words “Huo Ai” got stuck in her throat when she saw who it was.
Huo Ai? No, it wasn’t Huo Ai.
“What’s wrong? Disappointed?” The visitor wore a dark blue designer suit, the mini skirt tightly wrapping her hips, highlighting her curvaceous figure.
Her long legs in black stockings always sparked men’s imaginations.
The black-framed glasses always shielded her gaze from others, subtly masking her domineering aura, constantly reminding her of the demeanor and attitude a cultured person should have.
She wasn’t Huo Ai… she was Zhao Han.
True to her name, her appearance sent a shiver down Dong Enyu’s spine.
Zhao Han closed the door and elegantly walked to the bedside in her high heels.
Meanwhile, Dong Enyu had composed herself, looking up with a grateful smile.
“Thank you.” That’s all she could express, just those three words, anything more would be overstepping.
Her relationship with Zhao Han had become inexplicable.
However, Zhao Han was indifferent to Dong Enyu’s gratitude.
Her cold face showed no warmth, just calmly staring at Dong Enyu.
When she sat on the edge of the bed, her first move was to reach out to touch Dong Enyu, but in a split second, the woman dodged.
Dong Enyu’s refusal was clear.
Zhao Han frowned slightly, not allowing Dong Enyu to evade.
The hand that was supposed to gently caress turned into a forceful grip, holding Dong Enyu’s chin, forcing her to look up and meet her gaze.
From Dong Enyu’s eyes, she could see her own face, the expression that should have been proud now carried a hint of anxiety…
“How long have I been asleep?” Dong Enyu no longer resisted, posing her question in hopes of easing the awkwardness.
“Two days,” Zhao Han said, carefully observing Dong Enyu, her thumb caressing the woman’s smooth chin.
Two days? “Really? That drug was quite potent,” Dong Enyu laughed self-deprecatingly, but the smile lacked sincerity.
Zhao Han squinted her eyes, suddenly leaning closer to Dong Enyu, her free hand reaching over the woman’s chest, pressing lightly on her collarbone.
“Besides the drug’s effect, there’s also malnutrition and wound infection.” After Dong Enyu was sent to the hospital, the test results made Zhao Han lose her temper with the doctor.
Aside from external injuries, she discovered various drug reactions in Dong Enyu’s blood.
Sleeping pills, anesthetics, and aphrodisiacs… During the days she was missing, she took these drugs daily.
Naturally, one could imagine how Dong Enyu was treated.
Not because she was treated as a slave, but because even as a slave, she should have been her slave…
“Sorry for causing you trouble,” Dong Enyu lowered her eyes, trying to ignore Zhao Han’s scrutinizing gaze.
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to report my situation to Huo Ai.
It’s been so many days, she must be worried.” Dong Enyu was eager to contact Huo Ai, her supervisor, her support.
But…
“No need.” Zhao Han released her grip, sitting upright, her gaze never leaving Dong Enyu’s face.
She said “no need,” not “no way”… Hearing this, Dong Enyu frowned slightly.
“What do you mean?” What does “no need” mean? Zhao Han’s response was a usual cold smile, her eyes filled with mockery.
In response, Dong Enyu asked again, “Please make it clear.”
“How do you think I saved you?” Zhao Han squinted her eyes, clearly displeased with Dong Enyu’s questioning.
This left Dong Enyu truly stunned.
What kind of question was that? How did she save her? Wasn’t it… “Manager Huo asked you to transfer money to Yong Le first.” Calculating the time, Huo Ai should have returned to the country, but it was Zhao Han who saved her.
Dong Enyu naturally assumed Huo Ai was delayed, so she entrusted Zhao Han to help first.
Even though this idea was full of holes, Dong Enyu had to convince herself of it.
However, reality is always cruel.
Zhao Han shook her head, lifting Dong Enyu’s chin, and said lightly, “Do you think this is like forgetting to bring money to a dinner and asking a friend to cover for you?” She mocked Dong Enyu’s thinking, using a cruel method to shatter this excuse.
Huo Ai asked her to save Dong Enyu first? On what grounds? She had nothing to do with Haijiao.
“Then, was it Yong Le who called you to save me?” Dong Enyu was confused.
She clearly asked Yong Le to call Huo Ai, so why was it Zhao Han who showed up in the end? What changed at a time she didn’t know? Zhao Han suddenly let go of Dong Enyu, pulling out a phone from her pocket and tossing it to Dong Enyu.
“Listen for yourself.” On the screen was a recorded call… Dong Enyu looked down at the phone, the answer was in this recording.
After a while, she pressed play and slowly brought it to her ear.
“Six million, can you afford it?” The call began with Huo Ai’s naturally hoarse voice.
“I have the money, but it depends on what the goods are.” Zhao Han replied straightforwardly.
“Yong Le called me for ransom, Dong Enyu’s ransom.”
“…”
“If you’re interested, transfer the money to Yong Le.”
“You want to sell her?” Zhao Han’s tone carried a hint of cold laughter.
On the other end of the call, there was a shallow breathing sound.
Huo Ai pondered for a moment before saying, “She isn’t worth six million.”
“What is your standard of measurement?”
“In terms of benefits to Haijiao and me, Dong Enyu is no longer valuable.
If you want her, take her.” In short, whoever finds this mess pleasing can take over… Dong Enyu put down the phone, a faint smile on her lips.
So that’s how it is? The deadline arrived, and Huo Ai couldn’t get results, so she expelled her, not even giving her a lenient deadline.
“You are no longer an employee of Haijiao, don’t think you can shamelessly go back to cling to Huo Ai,” Zhao Han retrieved the phone, warning Dong Enyu not to think about going back.
Huo Ai kicked her out, and she would never let her return.
“From now on, you’ll stay here to repay the debt.
Don’t think about evading the six million.”
“I will repay you,” Dong Enyu said calmly, her head lowered.
“Of course, you have to repay, but… if you had six million on hand, you wouldn’t need to work as a hostess at Star Diamond.” Her words carried some calculation, also a reminder to Dong Enyu, but in the other’s ears, it even sounded like a warning.
Dong Enyu slowed her breathing, knowing what Zhao Han was implying… She had no money, but she had to repay…
“I’ll borrow it.” After a long time, Dong Enyu responded to Zhao Han’s implication.
“You can, if you have such a friend, introduce them to me, and I can let you repay one million less,” Zhao Han was certain Dong Enyu had no such friend because she was too familiar with and confident about Dong Enyu.
Dong Enyu had no such friend, no money, no connections… completely trapped by Zhao Han.
Lying in front of her was like a clueless clown.
Dong Enyu understood, Zhao Han wanted to keep her by her side, no matter the reason, she couldn’t escape.
So the woman chose to acquiesce, she couldn’t refute Zhao Han, nor did she have the leverage to negotiate with her.
Zhao Han gazed at Dong Enyu for a while, from her silent attitude and dim eyes, she knew the woman had compromised.
Next, it was time to symbolically lock her…
“To prevent you from making unwise moves, I prepared a little gift.” Zhao Han said while clapping her hands twice.
“Clap, clap,” the bedroom door slowly opened, and Aunt Su entered the room, holding a black leather case in both hands.
Dong Enyu’s eyelids twitched, feeling indescribable.
Zhao Han took the black case from Aunt Su, letting her leave first.
Once the door was closed, Zhao Han leisurely unlocked the case.
It was a collar… Her pupils contracted, the item inside the black leather case was a pure silver collar, its smooth surface reflecting the faces of Dong Enyu and Zhao Han, both with strange expressions, the atmosphere instantly dropping.
There were no complaints, curses, or resistance, as if everything was already predestined, their twisted relationship becoming more distorted.
Dong Enyu’s lips opened and closed, she wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
She wanted to say, I won’t run away.
But she couldn’t say it…
Zhao Han elegantly picked up the collar, looking at Dong Enyu with a faint smile on her lips.
This smile was filled with confident determination.
“Once you wear this, don’t even think about escaping,” Zhao Han reached out to put it on Dong Enyu.
The two were so close, almost in an embrace, without any awkwardness.
When the lock clicked shut, Dong Enyu even trembled slightly.
Zhao Han leaned close to the woman’s ear, ambiguously saying, “You’re now a dog with an owner, don’t even think about running around or mingling with other bitches.”
Bitches… Mingling… Such harsh words, is that all she was worth in Zhao Han’s eyes? “This collar has GPS satellite positioning and range locking.
If you try to escape or remove it, I’ll be notified immediately, so you’d better not get any ideas.” The collar not only symbolized her status as a slave but was also Zhao Han’s tool to ensure Dong Enyu stayed by her side.
“Doing this is like putting me under house arrest,” her fingers brushed the cold collar, the pure silver material as cold and unfeeling as Zhao Han’s demeanor.
“Next, are you going to lock me in the room, only letting me see you every day, and only letting you see me?” To put it bluntly, like a collectible, stripping her of freedom, locked in an alternative prison.
“This villa only has you and me.
Tomorrow, Aunt Su will return to her hometown, and then you’ll only see me,” Zhao Han pulled Dong Enyu’s shoulder, making her lean forward, their breaths mingling, lips only ten centimeters apart.
“Or do you want to be seen by someone else? Wearing the collar I gave you, to be seen by someone else?” The scent of Plum Blossom Fragrance lingered, Dong Enyu felt her blood gradually flowing backward, her fingers cold…
“A dog living outside for too long becomes wild,” Zhao Han said while caressing the collar on Dong Enyu’s neck.
She was very satisfied with Dong Enyu’s appearance, a symbol of her possession.
“Keeping you here is to make you aware.”
