Quick Wear: The Heirless Boss Wants to Get Close to Her Every Day

Chapter 404 Vampire Heiress vs. Undercover Blood Hunter (3)

"Does Miss Shen want to meddle in such matters?"

"Speaking of which, this blood slave is quite good-looking."

Kula frowned, clearly embarrassed, but since the other party was a pureblood, he couldn't afford to make things worse.

Shen Shuyi ignored the stares around her, leaning back on the sofa, her posture languid yet unable to conceal her inherent nobility.

She held a crystal-clear wine glass in her right hand, the scarlet wine swirling gently inside. Her legs were crossed, revealing a section of her fair and slender calves, and she wore black high heels that shimmered under the dazzling lights.

Just then, the butler ordered the servants to bring the blood slave to her. Wen Ji was pushed by the servants and suddenly knelt on one knee in front of Shen Shuyi.

Shen Shuyi saw that the tip of her high heels was almost poking into the boy's chest.

Wen Ji's clothes were tattered from the whipping, and there were open wounds on his back. He hung his head, looking humble.

His lowered eyes held a look of disgust, and his gaze suddenly fell upon the girl's snow-white ankles.

Then came the girl's arrogant yet aloof voice, "Raise your head."

The blood gushing from Wen Ji's wound gave off a bitter, metallic smell, but when it reached Shen Shuyi's nostrils, it had a strangely sweet quality.

She saw the boy slowly raise his head.

He had handsome features and eyes clearer than an ice lake.

Unable to stand up due to his injuries, Wen Ji could only look up at the girl in the black dress in front of him.

The butler tactfully said, "If Miss Shen is willing to accept this blood slave, it would be his honor."

Two more lashes and he'd be dead. Even if he survived by sheer luck, a blood slave rejected by noble young masters and ladies wouldn't fare much better.

Wen Ji, who was mentioned, remained motionless, like a lamb to the slaughter. He could easily put his chin on Shen Shuyi's shoe tip if he lowered his head even slightly.

Everyone was waiting for Shen Shuyi's answer.

Especially Kuratul, was the pureblood lord going to embarrass him today? His eyes turned red.

Shen Shuyi didn't rush to answer. She simply lifted her leg slightly, the tip of her high heel grazing the boy's chest. The ripped shirt, torn by the whipping, was parted by her shoe, revealing the strong chest beneath his slender frame.
She raised an eyebrow, as if somewhat interested. "Has he been touched by other vampires?"

The butler quickly said, "Miss Shen, don't worry. The servants who drew blood from his arm with the dagger were all wearing gloves, and the servants who whipped him were also wearing gloves. He is still clean."

The rumors are true; this noble and proud pure-blooded young lady has a germ phobia and doesn't like to touch things that others have touched.

"He's not bad looking, so he's the one." Shen Shuyi placed her wine glass on the coffee table next to the sofa.

The butler couldn't stop smiling. He hadn't expected that Miss Shen, who never accepted blood slaves, would receive a gift at their family's castle banquet. But the blood of this blood slave...
"Would you like to try the taste of this blood slave first?"

As he spoke, the person next to him took out a dagger again, intending to cut Wen Ji again.

Shen Shuyi lowered her crossed legs, frowning slightly. "No need."

As if receiving a decree, Wen Ji finally lowered his head and maintained his half-kneeling posture, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes.

Knowing that his blood is unpalatable, why would this vampire choose him?

However, it's a good thing that I don't have to get beaten up and can still lurk around the purebloods.

The banquet was not over yet, and Shen Han was discussing business and would not be able to come out for a while. Shen Shuyi asked the butler to leave a message, and then she left Giovanni Castle with the Blood Slave.

When everyone saw Shen Shuyi leave with her entourage, they assumed that Miss Shen also enjoyed playing with blood slaves, but simply didn't like doing so in front of others. It wasn't unusual for vampires to play with blood slaves.

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After passing through a secluded forest, Shen Shuyi returned safely to the Shen family castle. Butler Carson was only slightly surprised to learn that she had taken in a blood slave at the Giovanni banquet, but then calmly made arrangements.

"My esteemed lady, where will this blood slave be placed afterward?"

Generally, vampire slaves live in basements, but some are arranged nearby so their masters can use them at any time. Shen Shuyi glanced at the boy indifferently, "He'll live next door to me. Have him change into clean clothes and come in to pour me some wine."

The vampire's rose wine tastes really good.

Carson assumed that the young lady was going to use the blood slave in the room, so he quickly had the servants take Wen Ji to a room on the third floor.

Wen Ji saw the shirt and suit brought in by the housekeeper and picked them up despite the pain.

Carson stared at him and warned, "It is your honor to be Miss Shuyi's blood slave. Serve her carefully, or you will die a terrible death if you dare to disobey her orders."

Wen Ji's eyes were deep and dark as he nodded, "Okay."

She is a noblewoman among vampires, a pureblood whom many vampires look up to.

But he was just a vampire he wanted to pierce through the heart with a silver dagger.
Shen Shuyi returned to her bedroom, changed into comfortable pajamas, and stood by the window, looking at the bright moon outside and thinking about how to win over Wen Ji.

This big shot went undercover to wipe out all these vampires in one fell swoop. They're natural enemies. Tsk, this is a bit tricky.

She was afraid that if she bit Wen Ji again, the boy's already negative favorability rating would continue to drop.

"66. Logically speaking, Wen Ji is so famous among the hunters, those vampires should have information about him. How could he still dare to go undercover in vampire territory?"

[Host, you can rest assured about that. Elite Blood Hunters usually wear masks when they go on missions, especially big shots like Wen Ji. With a little disguise, even Blood Hunters wouldn't recognize him.]
There was a knock on the door, and she turned around. "Come in."

Wen Ji, now dressed in a white shirt, pushed open the door carrying a bottle of wine. His wounds, which had not yet healed, were bandaged, but the sweet fragrance still wafted over, making Shen Shuyi's mouth water.

Wen Ji placed the wine on the small round table by the window and stood still, waiting for instructions. In the moonlight, his features appeared even more refined and handsome.

He certainly didn't think that this young lady had asked him to pour her wine; vampires only seek out humans to drink their blood.

"Come here." Shen Shuyi sat in the recliner by the window and spoke slightly.

The boy with his head down immediately felt the pressure from the vampire. In order to infiltrate the vampire's territory as an undercover agent, Wen Ji had taken a drug to suppress the aura and abilities of a blood hunter, so he was a little breathless when he felt the pressure from the pure blood.

He strode heavily to the girl, whose eyes, now somewhat red, were fixed on him, as if she were angry at his slowness.

Shen Shuyi's lips curled into a cold smile, "Do I have to teach you how to pour wine?"

Wen Ji paused slightly, a little distracted as he poured her the wine, not expecting her to drink first.

This momentary lapse in concentration resulted in the pink rosé wine being poured a little too full.

Shen Shuyi picked up her wine glass, and the next moment she raised her hand and splashed it on him. His shirt was soaked, and she could even see the muscle lines of his chest and abdomen.

He looked thin, but he had a very strong physique.

Her undisguised gaze made Wen Ji's heart tighten. He forcibly suppressed his emotions and made his expression look more natural and calm.

Shen Shuyi snorted, "Can't even pour a drink."

"What else can you do?"

"How did the housekeeper teach you manners?"

Wen Ji was fortunate enough to be able to lie low by the side of the purebloods, so he could only try to appease the capricious pureblood young lady for the time being.

"Mr. Carson, please let me give you a massage to help you relax."

"How can you talk like that?" Shen Shuyi frowned slightly.

Wen Ji stepped forward and softened his tone, "Your Excellency, please allow me to give you a massage."

Shen Shuyi slightly raised her chin. "Come here."

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