How could Vice Dean Xuan not resent Xu Yi? She had carefully guarded her pure, untainted body for twenty years, only for that rotten bastard to see it.
Whenever she thought of that day in the spirit spring, the rippling water and the glimpse of her radiant beauty, her scalp prickled.
Even if the bastard hadn't done it on purpose, his offense was unforgivable.
Worse still, she had merely meted out a minor punishment, yet instead of meekly accepting it, he had dared to fight back. He had made her lose face so badly that she'd nearly been stripped of all dignity, then used it to threaten her until she had no choice but to back down for the time being.
But how could she let such humiliation go unanswered?
The hateful bastard didn't feel the slightest bit ashamed. He even had the nerve to come asking her for help. Was his brain kicked in by a donkey, or did he think she was easy to bully and that he had her in his pocket?
If she didn't teach the bastard a lesson that would scar him for life, how could she live up to her Master's Dignity?
"Your Excellency, Vice-Dean, don't push me too far."
Xu Yi glared at Vice Dean Xuan, his face twisted with rage.
"Hehe, I am pushing you. What are you going to do about it?"
Vice Dean Xuan's pretty face blossomed with fury.
The more aggrieved Xu Yi looked, the more delighted she felt.
Otherwise, why would she have gone to such lengths to weave such an elaborate scheme with Xu Yi? First she had refused him sternly, then she had concocted a watertight excuse about taking a liking to the wickedness in his gut, and even laid down preliminary conditions to lower his