The Sudden Transformation of Li Mucheng

"Teacher, is this the key you were talking about~?"

Li Mucheng dangled the key in front of Ye Feng's eyes, then tightened her bathrobe and walked back.

"Yes, Mucheng. Could you untie me first so we can have a proper talk? I promise I won’t leave. And unless something unexpected happens, the iron door is locked too, right? So you don’t have to worry about me escaping."

By now, Ye Feng had already formulated his next move. The moment Li Mucheng freed him from these restraints, he would make sure she learned why flowers were so red—how dare she, so young and unlearned, resort to something as twisted as imprisonment?

Yet, beneath his anger, Ye Feng couldn’t shake off his deep disappointment. He never imagined that the student he’d painstakingly taught would turn everything she’d learned against him. In contrast, Su Yuxin had always been so innocent and pure, never harboring any ill intentions toward him. Why couldn’t Li Mucheng take a page from her book?

"Alright~ I trust you, Teacher. After all... you and I... we’ve already been intimate~"

"Mucheng, I’m glad you trust me—"

Ye Feng’s relieved smile froze mid-sentence. His head spun as if struck by a sledgehammer. Wide-eyed and speechless, he stared at Li Mucheng, his throat tightening as though gripped by an invisible hand. It took him a long moment to stammer out a few words.

"Wh... what did you say?"

"Mmm~"

Li Mucheng’s face flushed crimson as she cupped her cheeks and swayed her head shyly.

"Honestly, Teacher, how could you make me repeat something so embarrassing? I said... we’ve already been intimate~"

"No... that’s impossible! Li Mucheng, there’s a limit to lying! How could I have... with you...?"

"Giggle~"

Li Mucheng delighted in Ye Feng’s reaction. She adored seeing him so shocked. During their lessons, he’d always been so stoic—she hated that. Whether it was awe or fear, she wanted him to react, to become hers and hers alone.

"Don’t get so worked up, Teacher. Think back—wasn’t there a time you woke up at my place after passing out? And afterward, I was curled up in the lounge, completely drained~"

"The lounge?"

Ye Feng racked his brain, recalling the time he’d blacked out at Li Mucheng’s home. She had indeed been trembling in the lounge, brushing off his questions with vague answers. Now, it all clicked. His weakness back then hadn’t been from being drugged—it was because Li Mucheng had...

"Why... why would you...?"

Watching Ye Feng’s disbelief, Li Mucheng climbed back onto the bed and nestled beside him, wrapping an arm around his sprawled-out form.

"Because... I had to be the first! No matter what, I had to be Teacher’s first! You’re mine—no one else can have you... no one..."

Having vented her frustrations, Li Mucheng cast aside her lingering dissatisfaction. She’d gotten the life she wanted, and even if it wasn’t perfect, it was close enough.

"Alright, Teacher, we’ve wasted enough precious time. Now, let’s get to business~"

With that, Li Mucheng propped her head on one hand, smirking down at Ye Feng—before tossing the key onto the cold floor.

"Mucheng?! What are you doing? We had a deal! Why... why are you doing this to me?!"

The sight of the discarded key shattered Ye Feng’s composure. The confusion of being drugged, the betrayal by his own student—everything erupted at once. He thrashed wildly against the chains, but only the clatter of metal echoed through the room.

Eventually, whether from exhaustion or resignation, Ye Feng lay still, panting heavily. Li Mucheng leaned down, pressing against him, the faint scent of her shower gel filling the air.

"Don’t be so gloomy, Teacher. I’m sure you’ll understand my feelings someday. But until then... we still have so much to discuss~"

As her face drew nearer, Ye Feng turned his head away, his voice icy.

"Li Mucheng, from now on, you’re no longer my student. Whatever happens, I won’t acknowledge you ever again."

"Eh? T-Teacher... what did you say?"

Just as her lips were about to brush his cheek, Li Mucheng stiffened, as if struck by a bolt of lightning.

"No... no! I can’t stand being hated by you! No, no, no!"

Hearing her panic, Ye Feng glanced back to find her dark eyes suddenly clear, tears welling like black pearls.

"I... I’m sorry, Teacher... I’m so sorry..."

"Hmph."

Ye Feng scoffed, his trust in her now utterly frozen.

"What now? Another act? Go ahead—I don’t care anymore."

"Don’t... don’t say that, Teacher... Please, don’t talk to me like a stranger..."

Li Mucheng tried to meet his gaze, but each time, Ye Feng turned away. It dawned on her—the teacher who’d once risked his life for her was gone.

"W-wait! If you don’t believe me, I’ll untie you right now! I’ll get the key!"

Gone was her earlier arrogance. Frantic, she scrambled off the bed toward the key, all under Ye Feng’s watchful eyes.

Strange... it’s like she’s a completely different person now. Or is this still part of her act?

Clink.

The moment Li Mucheng found the key, she snatched it up and rushed back, unlocking one of Ye Feng’s shackles.

"Hold on, Teacher! I’ll free your other hand next!"