Yang Yuxi bit her lower lip hard. Although she was mentally prepared and she knew that this would happen when she pondered over the agreement yesterday night, when the moment finally arrived, and she greeted Ye Ming as her ‘Master’, she could feel a strong sense of humiliation. Her eyes turned red and she was on the brink of tears. She could not wait to escape as soon as possible.

However, this was just a thought, Ye Ming did not go easy on her. Instead, he spoke in an airy tone, “I have never seen a servant who spoke to one’s master with her back facing him. It seems that I have to teach you etiquette.” Yang Yuxi was thunderstruck at his words. Her face turned red and green as she clenched her fists, veins bulging on her hands, and she felt a wave of sick humiliation swept over her.

“Yes, Master.” Yang Yuxi turned around slowly. Her feet felt as if they were filled with lead, taking a very long time to turn to face Ye Ming. She hung her head, the humiliation felt like insects and ants leaving bites on her heart, making her sink her teeth into her lower lip. Her eyes were swimming with tears. They would spill onto her cheeks anytime. “Yang Yuxi, you must be strong. You must never cry. You must never shed tears. You must not be looked down upon by the bastard,” Yang Yuxi told herself silently inside her head, controlling the tears in her eyes from flowing over.

“This is more how a servant should behave.” Ye Ming was pleased. “Master, if there’s nothing else, I will clear the rubbish first.” Yang Yuxi spoke in a low and hoarse voice. Although this was not the first time she addressed him as her master, it was humiliating for her whenever she used that word. She felt as if her heart was bleeding. Ye Ming narrowed his eyes. Seeing that Yang Yuxi did not rebut him but was being submissive, he felt a sense of disappointment and turned away disinterested, speaking coldly, “You should have seen it coming.” With that, he left the living room and walked up the stairs behind the partition.

After Ye Ming left, Yang Yuxi looked upward at the sky at a 45 degrees angle, so that her tears of humiliation would not streak down her face. She did not want to show her vulnerable side in front of him. Shortly after, Yang Yuxi recovered herself. She found the cleaning tools and cleaned the living room silently.

“Miss Yang, let me help you.” A servant was being very helpful. “Thank you, I can do it myself.” Yang Yuxi rejected her kindness. From the looks of it, she knew that Ye Ming wanted her to clean the mess. Otherwise, there were so many servants around, it was impossible that the living room was in the same mess as it was when she left yesterday.

Yang Yuxi cleaned the living room silently. It was not hard work. She used to clean her room often. It was the humiliation that exhausted her. Yesterday, she smashed everything to the ground in order to stop Ye Ming’s indecent advances. Today, she had to clear the mess that she created and she was even reduced to Ye Ming’s servant. It was such irony.

Ah!

Yang Yuxi who was in a trance cut her fingers accidentally on the glass shards. Fresh blood oozed from the wound and the blood dripped onto the floor.

“Miss Yang, you have cut your hand. Let me bandage it for you.” One servant saw it and hurried to find a plaster and bandaged her wound. “Miss Yang, now that you cut your hand, let me do the cleaning instead.” The servant took the broom and began to clean the living room. “Thank you, but I am alright. I can do it myself.” Yang Yuxi thanked her.

“What’s the matter? Didn’t I tell her to clean the living room?” Ye Ming came down from upstairs. His face darkened when he noticed that Yang Yuxi stood to a side and it was someone else who was cleaning the living room. “Yang Yuxi, I didn’t know that you are that good at skiving.”