Several days passed in succession!
Ever since Qing Mo returned to the small courtyard with his newly acquired maid, he had kept his doors shut and never gone out, as though anything happening in the outside world had nothing to do with him!
Yet Qing Mo, cooped up in the courtyard, was not simply idling away every day!
Faced with a maid who had fallen completely for him, Qing Mo naturally acted just as he had before!
He began personally training her little by little, until both her body and soul had been wholly molded into his shape!
But even Qing Mo's state of "turning a deaf ear to all that went on beyond his window" could not spare him from trouble coming to his door on its own!
Bang! Bang! Bang...!
"Open up! Open up!"
"Han Wei! We know you're in there—get the hell out here!"
At this moment, Qing Mo was inside the room "studying art"!
His expression was utterly calm as he looked at Xiao Yayun, who hung from the beam overhead!
Her eyes had rolled upward until only the whites showed, drool continuously dripped from the corners of her mouth, and her entire body trembled faintly!
This maid, whose hands were tied behind her back and whose legs were bent backward and bound tightly in place!
Looked as though she were enduring something beyond imagination!
Her willow-leaf brows were tightly furrowed, and her face was filled with intense pain, yet her eyes also held a hazy, intoxicated look!
It was as though Xiao Yayun were constantly shifting back and forth between heaven and hell!
Displaying an unusual beauty that outsiders would never get to see!
Jingle...!
Upon hearing the pounding and shouts from outside the courtyard, Qing Mo raised a hand and lightly flicked the little