15: Chapter 15 "I don't want the money anymore, I want me!"

The next morning.

Su Xiaonuan had gone out early in the morning to sign the lease for the old factory building.

Only Lin Yuan remained in the spacious flat.

Ding-dong.

The doorbell rang.

Lin Yuan put down the milk in his hand, walked to the entryway, and pulled the door open.

Standing outside the door was Wang Ya.

She had changed out of yesterday's casual cotton dress.

In its place was a tight black low-cut bodycon dress that looked like it was about to burst at the seams, with a neckline plunged so low that a vast expanse of snow-white skin was practically spilling out.

Her legs were wrapped in sheer, cicada-wing-thin black stockings, and she was wearing a pair of red-bottomed high heels.

Her face was heavily made up, and her perfume tried to mask the wholesome, decent aura ingrained in her bones, but it could not hide the humiliation and deadness in her eyes.

Lin Yuan's gaze swept over her stiff body, his line of sight crossing over her shoulder to glance at the fire escape at the end of the hallway.

He stepped aside.

Wang Ya walked in with her head bowed, her whole body trembling.

Click.

The door locked behind her.

Wang Ya tried to force a fawning smile:

"Mr. Lin... thank you so much for yesterday..."

"That's enough."

Lin Yuan walked over to the sofa and sat down, crossing his legs, and picked up a bottle of mineral water from the coffee table to unscrew the cap.

"No need to act. Your husband is listening right outside the door, isn't he?"

Wang Ya's hands froze abruptly.

Her cheeks flushed red, and her gaze was fixed firmly on her toes.

"I only want the medicine, sit down and talk."

Lin Yuan pointed to the single sofa opposite him.

Wang Ya sat down awkwardly, her hands gripping the hem of her bodycon dress tightly.

"That batch of foreign trade antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs could sell for five million at market price."

Wang Ya's voice trembled, carrying a hint of pleading,

"Mr. Lin, I only want 4.8 million..."

"Two million." Lin Yuan interrupted her directly, stating a figure.

Wang Ya looked up abruptly, her eyes rimmed with red.

"No... Mr. Lin... two million isn't even enough to cover the cost!"

Her voice carried pleading, completely abandoning the faux-seductress act from earlier, reverting to the desperate mother she was,

"We owe over two million in usury loans, and my daughter's middle school sponsorship fee hasn't been settled yet, and Hongda, he..."

"I will transfer this money directly into your personal account."

Lin Yuan leaned forward slightly, looking directly into her eyes.

"Do you think if you give this money to that gambler outside, he will actually use it to pay off the debt?"

Wang Ya was stunned.

Her lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't say a word.

"He won't."

Lin Yuan answered for her,

"He will only think, why not take this money and try to win back his losses at the gambling table one more time?"

"If he wins, he's still the big boss. If he loses, he'll just sell you again."

Wang Ya's shoulders shook violently.

She wasn't stupid.

She was just used to deceiving herself, used to being an ostrich with its head buried in the sand within that dysfunctional family.

Lin Yuan leaned back against the sofa, ruthlessly tearing away the last shred of her dignity.

"Whether your daughter lives or dies depends on whether you want to continue being this doormat."

"2.2 million to buy out that batch of medicine. This money is enough for you to take your daughter and leave Jiangcheng, to start over in a new city."

"How you choose is up to you."

Wang Ya covered her face with her hands, the sound of suppressed sobbing echoing in the empty living room.

Was it worth it for the man who treated her as a bargaining chip?

Yesterday it was Brother Long, today it was here.

Where would he send her next time?

Just as Wang Ya fell into intense struggle, and the balance in her heart began to tilt.

Suddenly, a piercing mechanical alarm sounded in Lin Yuan's mind!

[Ding! Target Su Xiaonuan (Beauty 87), Favorability +4%, Current Favorability: 50%!]

[Favorability threshold exceeded, synchronizing target's Superpower... A-grade Spatial Ability (Unawakened)!]

Lin Yuan's expression changed drastically.

What did this girl do again so early in the morning?!

Boom!

Lin Yuan's blood seemed to boil at this moment, his skin turning scorching hot and red at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Superpower awakening! Genetic rampage!

This was the inevitable side effect of awakening a powerful Superpower.

But he wasn't even awakening a Superpower right now, he had only synchronized an unawakened Spatial Ability, yet it actually triggered such a violent backlash!

"Ugh..." Lin Yuan let out a suppressed low roar.

His hands pressed firmly against the solid wood coffee table in front of him.

Crack!

The hard tabletop was cracked by his grip.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard.

A thick, bloody taste filled his mouth, forcing himself to retain the last shred of sanity through pain.

In the air, the faint fragrance of the mature woman, Wang Ya, was infinitely amplified at this moment, turning into the deadliest aphrodisiac.

"Get out!"

Lin Yuan squeezed out a word through his teeth,

"Get out!"

Wang Ya was terrified by Lin Yuan's frightening appearance.

As someone who had been through it, looking at Lin Yuan's bloodshot eyes and that male body that seemed to be about to ignite the surrounding air.

Had he been drugged with some aphrodisiac?

She slumped onto the large leather sofa, instinctively wanting to get up and flee.

Just then.

Buzz—

The phone in her bag vibrated.

The lock screen lit up.

A WeChat message from Li Hongda was clearly displayed on the screen.

"Get the money now! Don't fucking drag your feet! Transfer it to my ICBC account!"

Looking at this message, Wang Ya's face turned deathly pale.

Could the medicine have been drugged by that animal Li Hongda?

The man outside the door, impatiently urging his wife to sell herself, even crouching outside the door waiting to collect the money.

Her daughter's middle school sponsorship fee, over a decade of marriage, the last thing she had—

In that man's eyes, it was all just numbers that could be converted into chips.

Wang Ya's eyes changed.

That deadness didn't disappear, but was ignited by something, burning with a twisted light.

Since you are selling me as a whore.

Then I'll let you see enough of it.

She didn't run.

She kicked off her high heels, which landed on the floor with two crisp sounds.

Barefoot, she walked step by step to Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan gritted his teeth tightly, his muscles trembling violently from extreme restraint.

He absolutely loathed this feeling of losing control of his body.

Wang Ya looked at the man in front of her, scorching hot, as powerful as a demon god, yet struggling to hold back.

This is what a man is.

The one outside is just an animal.

She stretched out her arms and desperately wrapped them around Lin Yuan's scorching neck.

Her soft, delicate body pressed against that furnace-like torso.

"I don't want the money anymore..."

Wang Ya stood on tiptoe, her red lips close to Lin Yuan's burning earlobe.

Feeling the powerful aura of this man, enough to crush everything, the deadness in her eyes was completely ignited by a crazy desire to cling to him,

Her voice filled with the pleasure of revenge and determination, "Take me..."

Boom!

The string of reason snapped completely.

Lin Yuan wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pinned her down onto the large leather sofa.

The rampaging power erupted like a mountain flood.

Rip—

Accompanied by the sound of fabric tearing under the strain.

Wang Ya's proud wholesome disguise was ruthlessly torn apart at this moment, leaving only tattered clothing and snow-white skin trembling violently in the air.

"Mmph...!"

Wang Ya gripped the leather cushions of the sofa tightly, her beautiful eyes instantly losing focus.

The large leather sofa began to creak violently under the strain.

Wang Ya's nails dug deep into the leather of the sofa, leaving several white marks.

Sweat mixed with her heavy makeup, smearing across her cheeks, creating a kind of decadent, contrasting beauty.

Outside, separated by a wall.

Li Hongda pressed against the cold security door, pricking up his ears.

Vaguely, a trembling, almost out-of-control cry came from inside the security door.

The voice was too familiar, but the strangeness and madness it revealed were something he had never heard in over a decade of marriage.

He took out his phone, his thumb hovering over the banking app, refreshing the balance interface over and over, his mouth curling upward.

No anger.

Only a morbid, eager anticipation.

...

Two hours later.

The living room was a mess.

The torn black stockings and shirt were scattered on the floor.

Lin Yuan leaned on the sofa, the violent energy within him having calmed down.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Ya, who was curled up at the other end of the sofa.

The woman still had tear stains at the corners of her eyes, her hair was messy, and her fair skin was covered in red marks.

There was a puddle of liquid on the sofa.

Lin Yuan lit a cigarette he hadn't smoked for a long time and took a deep drag.

The long-lost spiciness made him cough twice.

For him, this was just an accidental release of control, and he didn't care at all; at worst, he could just throw her out the door.

After all, with only 2% favorability, and she wasn't some powerful figure of the apocalypse, she didn't deserve to follow him.

However, the [Dimensional Space] that Su Xiaonuan awakened did give him a surprise.

This was a very practical auxiliary Superpower after the apocalypse; it had no combat power, but it could store supplies, and time within the space did not pass.

In his previous life, Shen Qingyue had this Superpower.

[Ding! Having sexual relations in an extremely immoral environment, Target Wang Ya (Beauty 88), emotional fluctuation reached the extreme!]

[Favorability critical hit +20%!]

[Current Favorability: 22%!]

[Favorability threshold exceeded, gain 50% of target's base attributes! (Target Constitution 8, Spirit 10)]

[Host: Lin Yuan]

[Constitution: 20 (+4)]

[Spirit: 26 (+5)]

[Superpower: A-grade [Dimensional Space] (Unawakened)]

Lin Yuan's fingers holding the cigarette froze abruptly.

He looked at the woman beside him in astonishment.

It increased?

And it was a critical hit?