Forced Love: The Villainous Female Supporting Character is Kissed and Cried by the Yandere Villain

Forced to raise his chin, Lu Jingci's eyes trembled even more violently, and he nodded even more weakly, humming in agreement: "Yes."

Xu Wuning applied more pressure to his chin with the stick, making his head tilt back even higher.

"So quiet?" she pressed, "I can't hear you."

Lu Jingci flinched, his lips moved, and he tried to raise his voice: "Yes."

Seeing his response, Xu Wuning was also tired of hitting him, so she casually tossed the feather duster aside.

"snort."

She took a breath, feeling her throat was dry and hoarse. It must be because she had shouted too much last night and scolded Lu Jingci for half a day this morning. Her throat was very uncomfortable.

She looked at the water glass on the coffee table, walked over, picked it up, and took a sip to moisten her throat.

But that anger still hadn't subsided.

She turned around, holding her water glass, and glared at Lu Jingci, who was still lying on the carpet.

He remained motionless in the position where he had been beaten, lying there with his face turned to the side, his eyelashes drooping, and his breathing very light.

From Xu Wuning's perspective, the corners of his mouth appeared to be turned up.

Xu Wuning was stunned for a moment.

But the curve was too small, it flashed by in an instant, and by the time she rubbed her eyes and looked again, his lips were already pursed into a very sad expression.

It must be an illusion, right?

He's been beaten up like that, how could he still be laughing? She must be so angry that she's seeing things.

It must have been the ceiling light going up and down last night, hurting her eyes and causing her vision problems now.

Xu Wuning gripped the water glass in her hand tightly and pressed her temple with her other hand.

The images from last night flooded back: he turned her over, and even though her voice was hoarse from crying, he still brought the box closer until she finally fainted.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

No, I'll just give him a couple of slaps with a feather duster. That's as light as a tickle; it's too easy on him.

She looked down at the cup in her hand, then at Lu Jingci, who was lying there obediently.

She strode over, grabbed Lu Jingci with one hand, pulled him up, and pressed down on his back, making him kneel in front of her.

Lu Jingci hung his head, his bangs obscuring his eyes and eyebrows, somewhat taken aback, not quite able to react for a moment.

"Raise your head," she commanded coldly.

Lu Jingci paused for a moment, then obediently raised his face.

Sudden.

Xu Wuning flicked her wrist and splashed half a glass of water all over him.

Lu Jingci suddenly shrank his shoulders, and the icy liquid flowed down his head, wetting the stray hairs on his forehead and dripping down his cheeks.

The water soaked through his thin clothes, seeping into them and clinging to his skin. He shuddered and his breathing became rapid.

The living room was so quiet you could hear the sound of water droplets falling.

Xu Wuning looked down at him.

He knelt there, his wet hair hanging down his forehead, completely still, only his back trembling.

"Get up," Xu Wuning said, putting the empty cup aside. "It's not over yet."

Lu Jingci hadn't had time to make a move yet.

"I told you to get up," she kicked his shin, "Get up and kneel on the sofa."

Lu Jingci supported himself on the floor and slowly got up. Under Xu Wuning's gaze, he walked over and shakily knelt down on the sofa again.

He lifted his wet eyelashes and glanced at her; water droplets dripped down, as if he had been crying. "Will...will you still hit me?"

Xu Wuning bent down and leaned closer to him, reaching out to pinch his chin: "I'll ask you again, have you learned your lesson? Will you behave from now on?"

"Will you dare to secretly drink again?"

Lu Jingci shook his head sheepishly, "I wouldn't dare."

Xu Wuning released his jaw and pressed her fingers against his soaked shoulder.

The fabric was completely see-through, and when she pressed her fingertips against his skin through the wet clothes, she could feel his skin trembling.

Lu Jingci took a breath, his whole body tensing up.

Looking at his pitiful, soaking wet appearance, Xu Wuning continued to speak harshly: "You'd better remember this lesson well."

Her tone was even colder: "If you dare to do it again, you'll suffer even worse consequences."

"When that happens, I'll not only beat you with a feather duster..."

She kicked the coffee table next to him with her toe, making a loud thud, continuing her threat and intimidation:

"I will whip you with a belt and punish you severely."

Lu Jingci almost stopped breathing.

Xu Wuning narrowed her eyes and questioned, "Did you hear me clearly?"

"Aren't you scared?"

Lu Jingci's eyelashes trembled, clearly showing his fear.

He revealed his vulnerable profile, an angle that resembled his younger self. He had seen him in his dreams; in his youth, he was the one Ningning cherished.

His voice was very helpless and hoarse: "Don't scold me anymore, I'm scared, I know I was wrong... I will never do it again."

As he spoke, his shoulders slumped, and his whole body seemed to have its bones removed, his back bending even lower.

He tentatively and gently grabbed her sleeve, not daring to use too much force, and shook it a couple of times.

"You just said," he looked up at her, his voice choked with emotion, "that you'd do that again tonight, right?"

Xu Wuning looked at the hand that was gripping her sleeve, but neither shook it off nor answered.

Lu Jingci's breathing became heavier, his tone so weak it sounded like a plea, "I promise I'll obey orders this time, okay?"

"I will never struggle again, and I will let you bully me."

Another teardrop fell from his eyelashes. "I'm afraid of being punished... so I promise I'll be good this time, okay?"

The last two words were so soft they were almost inaudible.

His eyes were filled with a broken light, and water dripped from his soaked body.

This profile view, this look.

For some reason, Xu Wuning inexplicably thought of the boy who got into a car accident to buy her an ice cream.

Suddenly, something extinguished the anger in her heart.

It's so similar! After losing his memory, he really looks more and more like his teenage self. She was almost in a daze.

She pulled her sleeve back, cleared her throat, and said, "Kneel down as punishment for what happened last night. Get up when the water dries, and I won't hit you anymore. This matter is over!"

She appeared serious, but didn't realize that her tone had unconsciously softened a bit.

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked into the bedroom.

With a "bang," the door slammed shut.

After she left, Lu Jingci's faint aura completely disappeared, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

He knew that this would resolve the matter; it seemed that Ningning genuinely liked his younger self.

Pretending to be young, they easily moved on from last night's events.

Inside the bedroom.

Xu Wuning was too tired last night and got up too early today, so she went back to bed.

Separated by a wall, Lu Jingci knelt on the sofa. When the water had almost dried, he closed his eyes and dozed off for a while.

He didn't sleep all night and is a little sleepy right now.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and in a daze he seemed to hear footsteps in the living room again, but drowsiness enveloped him and he did not open his eyes immediately.

The footsteps grew closer and closer, finally stopping in front of him, casting a shadow that obscured his face.

He couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality.

The chilling voice descended from above: "Lu Jingci!"

His eyelids twitched, and the sound jolted him awake, dispelling half of his drowsiness.

In his daze, he saw Xu Wuning.

"You're faking amnesia, aren't you?"

Xu Wuning stood beside the sofa, staring at him coldly. She held her phone in her hand, the screen still lit up, displaying a chat interface.

"Liang Qinghe has already told me."

"You're quite the actor!"