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

Chapter 408 Vampire Heiress vs. Undercover Blood Hunter (7)

Upon hearing this, the vampires present froze.

Night Owls harbor an incomprehensible hatred for vampires; they despise every vampire. A vampire who has been reduced to its bat form and falls into the hands of a Night Owl is certain to die.

Miss Shen's actions were quite ruthless. The lower-ranking vampires all concealed their auras, afraid of accidentally angering this arrogant and ruthless pureblood.

Wen Ji stood motionless behind Shen Shuyi, slowly relaxing his clenched fist.

Young Master Dorsia stepped forward to ease the tension, "Miss Shuyi, the ball is about to begin, let's have a drink first."

Shen Shuyi naturally drank a cup with him, and the tense atmosphere that had made people afraid to breathe earlier immediately dissipated. The vampires happily pulled the vampire slaves to sniff their necks again.

Shen Shuyi gently swirled the wine in her glass and drank it all in one gulp, gesturing for Wen Ji to pour her more wine.

After spending this time together, Wen Ji had become quite adept at serving the young lady wine and knew that she liked rose wine.

Shen Shuyi glanced at him indifferently, "Were you afraid I would switch you out just now?"

Wen Ji nodded truthfully, "Yes."

Shen Shuyi had just killed a vampire and didn't want others to think that Wen Ji, this little vampire slave, was very important to her, so she let out a soft snort.

"It depends on my mood. Maybe I'll want to try something different next time."

Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for a passing vampire to hear, and her words were quickly relayed.

Wen Ji immediately looked flustered, "I only want to be the young lady's blood slave."

"Little liar," Shen Shuyi said, raising an eyebrow.

"Get lost, I don't want to see you for the time being."

"Yes, Miss." Wen Ji certainly wouldn't leave the banquet without permission, but since he had angered this young lady, he had to find a way to cheer her up.

Besides enjoying rose wine, the young lady also loves roses. Why don't we go to the garden outside and cut her a bunch of roses?
Wen Ji knew that she was unpredictable and that if he didn't appease her, she might really send him away.

He had barely left when the vampires caught up with him.

Wen Ji was selecting rosebuds that were about to bloom, and after cutting only a few branches, she smelled an unusual scent.

Everyone was partying in the ballroom. He had already told the butler that no one would bother him while he cut the flowers. Soon he saw a man in a tuxedo walking over.

It's Curatu, the vampire who tried to kill him at Giovanni's banquet last time.

Wen Ji gripped the scissors and bouquet tightly, watching the vampires approach warily.

Kuratu stared at him and sneered, "I didn't expect that you, a lowly vampire, would be so capable. Your blood tastes awful, yet you're so good at pleasing Miss Shen."

He raised his hand to grab Wen Ji and bite off his neck. Kulatu thought that Wen Ji was just like other blood slaves, obediently letting them, these noble vampires, suck his blood.

Unexpectedly, Wen Ji raised his hand, and the scissors pierced Kulatu's forehead with a "snap".

"Ah—" Kuratu's head was pierced by the scissors, leaving a bloody hole. He was stunned for a moment, then became completely enraged.

The lowly blood slaves dared to rebel against the vampire nobles!
Shen Shuyi was leisurely sipping her wine in the dance hall when she suddenly sensed that her blood slave was in danger, and at the same time, 66 also gave an urgent warning.

[Host, Wen Ji has been attacked by a vampire!]
Shen Shuyi tapped her fangs and teleported away from the ballroom. The other vampires immediately sensed something unusual and followed her.

In the garden, Kuratu's dark red blood splattered onto the rose petals. His pupils contracted sharply, his fangs bared, and his black bat wings suddenly spread out from his back, casting a shadow like the cloak of death as he rushed toward Wen Ji.

"court death!"

With a low growl, Kuratu lunged at Wen Ji's throat like a blur.

Wen Ji was breaking the Blood Hunter seal, the incantation about to tear apart, when suddenly a whooshing sound, like an ice blade slicing through the battlefield, rang out. With a loud "bang," Kuratu was sent flying and crashed into a corner of the wall, his wings severely injured and unable to fold.

As the night fog enveloped her, Shen Shuyi teleported to the garden, picked up a fallen rose, and the moonlight made her pupils appear exceptionally alluring, yet an elegant smile still lingered on her lips.

Her fingers crushed the petals, and crimson sap dripped down her fair knuckles.

"Kuratu, when did it become your place to lecture my blood slaves?"

The vampires who arrived at the scene were very quiet. Tonight, they saw Miss Shen attack the vampires for the second time, and this time it was just for a small vampire slave.

"He's gone mad! That lowly blood slave dared to attack Young Master Kulatu!"

"I never expected Miss Shen to be so protective of a lowly blood slave."

Kulatu propped himself up, glaring at the blood slave standing behind Shen Shuyi. His wounds slowly healed, and he finally folded his wings back.

Dosia arrived with her butler, her expression turning somewhat grim.

It's one thing for a low-level vampire like Matt, but Curatu is at least a nobleman, and this is Dosia Castle. Even if Miss Shen is willful, there should be a limit.

Just as Dosia was about to speak, Shen Shuyi suddenly turned around and slapped Wen Ji across the face.

"Who gave you the audacity to offend the vampires?"

Wen Ji's ears were ringing. He knelt on one knee in front of Shen Shuyi and said, "Miss, please punish me severely."

Seeing that Shen Shuyi was about to punish her blood slave, Dosia stopped interfering and said, "Miss Shen, your blood slave is too disobedient. You should teach him a lesson so that he won't hurt you next time."

"Thank you for your kind reminder. I apologize for disturbing everyone's enjoyment today, so I'll take my leave now." Shen Shuyi glanced indifferently at the blood slave kneeling before her.

That evening, Shen Shuyi brought Wen Ji back to the castle. Butler Carson noticed that her expression was off and quickly came over.

"Your Excellency, what are your orders?"

When Shen Shuyi looked at Wen Ji, her dark eyes flashed with a blood-red light.

"He's so disobedient."

"Lock him in the underground dungeon."

Wen Ji saw that she was smiling, but that smile and her bloodshot eyes had a somewhat obsessive quality.

She was angry.

Carson frowned and quickly ordered the guards to come in and take the blood slave away.

The dungeon was very dark. Wen Ji sat in the dungeon with his feet chained, and only a small window let in light.

His feelings were complicated. Miss Shen had killed that vampire named Matt earlier only to save face, because she was a germaphobe and that's why she didn't exchange him.

But when he was almost killed by Curatu, she intervened and stopped him.
Wen Ji looked somewhat bewildered.
Even though the young lady locked him in the underground dungeon, things at the banquet were still a bit strange.

Why spare his life? What does she want to do? Is she planning some new way to torture him?
Shen Shuyi had no time to think about Wen Ji's thoughts. As soon as she returned to the castle, Shen Han summoned her to his study.

It seems he already knows what happened at Dosia's banquet.

With a nervous heart, Shen Shuyi pushed open the study door and looked at the man in a suit, exuding an air of aloofness and nobility. "Uncle," she said.

She spoke first, almost instinctively, "It was Kuratu who attacked my blood slave first; he made me lose face."

Shen Han looked up at her. "Shuyi, is that so?"

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