Liu Ruxue had always been timid around Luo Yao in the past, secretly fantasizing about the day she could finally unleash her anger and curse her out. Never did she imagine that wish would come true here.
Those who can’t see themselves clearly aren’t frightening—it’s those who can’t see their opponents who are pitiable.
“Hehehehehe! Hehehehehe!”
The sound of Luo Yao’s laughter sent chills down Liu Ruxue’s spine, instantly silencing her.
“Liu Ruxue, do you want to see Ran? Just say you do, and I’ll make it happen.” Luo Yao’s laughter abruptly stopped as she posed this strange question.
Liu Ruxue trembled from head to toe, unsure how to respond.
Would this vicious woman Luo Yao really let her see Brother Lin Ran? Impossible!
She’d never believe it, not even if beaten to death.
Her mind refused to believe, but her lips moved anyway.
“I… I do.”
Luo Yao smiled, a smile brimming with delight.
“Good. I’ll take you to see Ran right away.”
Liu Ruxue stared at Luo Yao in shock, unable to believe she’d actually agreed.
If she could just see Brother Lin Ran, she could play the victim, tug at his heartstrings—he’d surely step in to help.
And it wasn’t entirely an act. She really was in a miserable state right now.
“Oh, by the way, your room was specially chosen by me. I hope you’ve been… enjoying it.”
Just as Liu Ruxue was lost in her fantasies, Luo Yao’s voice snapped her back to reality.
All her strength drained away in an instant, as if she’d fallen into a bottomless abyss—one she could never climb out of.
“You… you made them target me? No wonder I was bullied the moment I arrived.”
She’d thought this was just the treatment every newcomer received. Turns out, it was a special privilege just for her.
“What do you want from me? Just let me go! I promise I won’t go looking for Brother Lin Ran anymore.”
Finally, Liu Ruxue’s mind cleared. She realized Luo Yao had been lying all along—she never intended to take her to see Lin Ran.
This woman could manipulate others to torment her, and that terrified Liu Ruxue.
The suffering she’d endured these past few days surpassed anything she’d experienced in her entire life—even leading to persistent incontinence.
Just moments ago, when she’d screamed in agitation, she’d felt it happening again.
The only reason she was still alive was sheer willpower.
In the past, Luo Yao had never broken Liu Ruxue. But her current methods had finally made her submit.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take you to see Ran. And you’ll get to see him forever. I always keep my promises.”
Liu Ruxue grew more and more baffled by Luo Yao, who only stood up again after thoroughly savoring her wretched state.
The fact that Luo Yao had even spoken this much to her was nothing short of a miracle.
Seeing Liu Ruxue’s misery now had finally lifted Luo Yao’s spirits, dispelling the gloom of the past few days.
“You should feel honored I’ve spoken this much to you.”
Luo Yao hung up the intercom and left, leaving Liu Ruxue utterly bewildered.
“Luo Yao, you liar! You said you’d take me to see Brother Lin Ran!”
Outside the visitation room, Luo Yao stood quietly, waiting, waiting, waiting.
About ten minutes later, Liu Meng emerged, handing her a glass jar.
Luo Yao glanced at it and remarked,
“The workers downstairs are so careless. This isn’t even perfect anymore. But then again, nothing from Liu Ruxue could ever be perfect.”
She held the jar up to the sunlight. Since it was already winter, the temperature outside was low, and the sudden temperature difference fogged up the glass.
But the pair inside were still faintly visible.
Liu Meng broke into a cold sweat, thinking, Who could possibly match your level of cruelty?
No one else could remove eyeballs without leaving a scratch—except you.
Luo Yao left with her prized specimen in hand.
As for Liu Ruxue, by the time she returned to her room, she had already passed out. A glance revealed two bloody holes where her eyes had been.
“This woman attempted to escape earlier. During pursuit, her eyes were bitten by a police dog. Fortunately, she was saved in time, but her eyes had to be removed. Take good care of her these next few days. Don’t let her do anything drastic. If she dies, you’ll answer for it.”
The others in the room shuddered at the sight of Liu Ruxue.
Even these hardened women were shaken.
The person Liu Ruxue had crossed was truly terrifying.
They’d all considered themselves cruel, ruthless, and wicked—but today, they realized this dark world always had someone worse.
This kind of punishment… death would’ve been a mercy.
Some might ask: When dealing with your enemies, is it better to torment them slowly or end it with one strike?
For someone like Luo Yao, it depended on the enemy.
If they posed a threat—especially to Lin Ran—she’d strike without hesitation.
But for those powerless against her, watching them struggle in vain was pure delight.
Maybe Lin Ran was the same kind of person.
Of course, this was practically dancing on Shen He’s grave. In an urban setting where even killing was off-limits, pulling this off took real skill.
Disclaimer: This novel is set in an alternate universe and should not be associated with real-world society.
On her way back, Lin Ran called.
“Yao Yao, where are you? I miss you. I went to your office, but you weren’t there.”
Luo Yao’s smile deepened.
See? Ran loved her.
“Handling some business. On my way back now.”
“Alright, I’ll wait for you at home.”
After hanging up, Luo Yao leaned back in the plush seat of the business car, gazing at the specimen.
“See? Ran and I are home.”
Liu Meng, sitting in the front, felt cold sweat trickle down her back.
It had been a while since President Luo had one of her… episodes. This time, because of Lin Tianba’s video, Liu Ruxue ended up paying the price.
But whoever it was, Liu Meng felt no sympathy. She wasn’t some saint.
What she did feel was unease—a fear that one misstep could land her in the same position.
She touched her own eyes.
Still there.
President Luo was the Harvester of Eyes. From now on, she’d have to work even harder.
Most importantly: Never look at Lin Ran unless absolutely necessary.
By the time Luo Yao returned to the estate, Lin Ran hadn’t arrived yet, so she headed straight for the bedroom.
She found the perfect spot—not too conspicuous, but directly facing the bed.
She’d picked this location long ago. Just right.
“Want to see Ran? I’ll let you watch him every day.”
Her tone carried a mix of playfulness, sweetness, ruthlessness, and madness.
Then, suddenly, Luo Yao froze.
What had she just done?
She’d gone to the prison and borrowed Liu Ruxue’s “windows”?
And now, she’d placed them in the bedroom?
This was… twisted. But it felt so good.
No regrets. What was done was done.
Back in Chapter 3, she’d vowed to make Liu Ruxue watch daily as she claimed Lin Ran.
And she’d delivered.
At the same time, Lin Ran arrived at the estate.
“Yao Yao, I’m home. Did you miss me?”

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