Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 202 – The Little Princess’s Childish Provocation

Lin Fan’s eyes were downcast. Her soaked clothes clung tightly to her skin, her curves faintly visible under the lavish lights.

However, she felt nothing inside; she even found it somewhat amusing.

This was a princess of the Pureblood Dragon Clan?

A sixteen-year-old brat whose mind and methods were pathetically childish.

This whole act of splashing wine to humiliate someone—how was it any different from the villains in those brainless female-oriented webnovels she had read in her past life? It was like children playing house.

The way she serves him, is it up to par?

Words like that could only enrage an opponent of the same level.

To a predator who had survived the apocalypse and whose heart had been ground into stone, it didn’t even register as noise.

Seeing Lin Fan remain as unresponsive as a corpse even after such humiliation, Long Wu felt as if she had punched a wad of cotton. She was instantly infuriated.

What she hated most was this type—clearly a lowly slave, yet putting on a lofty air of not caring about anything!

“Are you mute?” Long Wu’s voice grew shriller. She raised her hand, intending to teach this ungrateful maid another lesson.

“That’s enough, Wu’er.”

Long Jingyun, who had been lazily leaning back in his chair and watching the show, finally spoke.

His tone was still nonchalant, but the possessiveness and warning in his words were undisguised.

“Xueqi is my toy.”

He wiped his greasy hands and picked up a wine cup, swirling it.

“If you don’t like her, just have her stay away from you. If you’re short on servants, I’ll send a few clever ones over to you tomorrow. I guarantee they’ll be better at pleasing you than she is.”

Long Jingyun’s words made Long Wu’s hand freeze in mid-air.

She glared at Long Jingyun, puffed up with anger, then looked at the meek and submissive Lin Fan, feeling wronged and jealous.

Brother Jingyun was actually scolding her for a maid!

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This woman named Xueqi must be a seductress!

She must have used her lowly tricks to seduce her Brother Jingyun!

Long Wu resentfully pulled back her hand, snorted heavily, and turned to run back to Long Teng’s side, hugging her father’s arm to whine and complain.

The farce came to an end.

Lin Fan stood with her hands by her side, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with her.

But in her mind, she had already calculated the entire situation with perfect clarity.

Long Wu…

This girl with a pureblood princess complex was the perfect opening, delivered right to her doorstep.

With her vengeful and intensely jealous personality, having been thwarted today, she would definitely escalate her efforts to make trouble for her in the future.

She might even choose to “teach” her a lesson privately and alone so as not to annoy Long Jingyun.

That would be the best opportunity.

…

The banquet ended in a slightly awkward atmosphere.

The residence Long Teng had arranged for Long Jingyun was not far from the City Lord’s manor, an independent and extremely luxurious courtyard estate.

Lin Fan followed Long Jingyun into the residence. As they passed through the corridors, the sight of the backyard made even her raise an eyebrow slightly.

A huge, open-air hot spring pool, built entirely from some kind of warm, smooth white jade, was filled with clear water, steam rising from its surface. It looked like a fairyland in the night.

“Go on. Strip and get in to wash up.”

Long Jingyun unfastened his outer robe, tossed it casually on the ground, and ordered Lin Fan.

“The smell of wine on you is disgusting.”

Lin Fan said nothing. She walked silently to the edge of the hot spring and began to unfasten the soaked maid’s uniform she was wearing.

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Long Jingyun, meanwhile, sprawled out on a soft couch by the pool, watching her with great interest.

As her clothes came off, a body covered in scars, both old and new, was exposed to the air.

The hideous whip marks and bluish-purple bruises formed a shocking contrast with her fair, delicate skin.

Long Jingyun’s breathing grew noticeably heavier.

He admired the scars as if looking at his most prized masterpiece, a painting he had created with his own hands.

Lin Fan stepped into the warm water, feeling the comforting sensation of it enveloping her body, but her mind was on other things.

This guy had been touching her ever since they were in the carriage, and now he was ordering her to strip and bathe in front of him. Yet, in Long Xueqi’s memory fragments, she couldn’t find a single instance of him having sexually assaulted Long Xueqi in any substantial way.

On the contrary, every time, it was Long Xueqi herself who perversely self-harmed while mining.

Could it be…

This pervert was actually incapable in that department?

Was that why he could only get pleasure through abuse?

The more Lin Fan thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

A pervert with a physiological defect would naturally have a more twisted psyche.

After her bath, Lin Fan changed into the clean clothes prepared in the residence. Just as she walked to the soft couch, Long Jingyun grabbed her by the ankle.

“Come here.”

Long Jingyun had drunk a lot at the banquet and was now somewhat intoxicated.

He patted the space beside him, then pointed at Lin Fan’s legs.

“This Young Master has a headache. Tonight, I’ll sleep with your feet as my pillow.”

Lin Fan: “…”

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This guy had an even bigger foot fetish than that repressed Zhou Ming!

The most Zhou Ming ever did was secretly take her socks. This Long Jingyun guy couldn’t even be bothered to pretend; he wanted to use her feet as a pillow directly.

Resistance was futile. Lin Fan obediently sat down on the edge of the couch, allowing Long Jingyun to rest his head on her feet. His hands restlessly gripped them, rubbing them against his cheeks.

Soon, the sound of even breathing filled the air.

The guy was asleep.

Lin Fan remained motionless in the awkward position.

In the dead of night, she slowly closed her eyes, but her Mental Strength began to ripple in an extremely covert manner.

After merging with Su Rou’s Nine-tailed celestial fox bloodline, her original body had acquired this unique innate secret art of the fox clan.

Now, even while wearing Long Xueqi’s Skin, she could use this talent.

It felt…

Like an ultra-long-range walkie-talkie had been stuffed into her brain.

Her Mental Strength traveled through the void, crossing a vast distance to connect with the coordinate marked by the Soul Imprint.

“…Sister?”

A thought, tinged with surprise and worry, echoed in Lin Fan’s mind.

It was Su Xiaoxiao.

“I’m fine,” Lin Fan soothed her with her thoughts. “I ran into a little trouble, but it’s already been resolved.”

She hadn’t returned to the Azurewood City stronghold since the day she left, so Su Xiaoxiao must have been worried sick.

Fortunately, the Soul Imprint had remained stable, so Su Xiaoxiao knew she wasn’t in mortal danger.

Lin Fan briefly and concisely told Su Xiaoxiao about her current situation and what she had seen and heard in Border Dragon City.

“…Sister, you have to be careful!” Su Xiaoxiao’s voice was filled with anxiety.

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“Don’t worry.” Lin Fan’s thoughts were calm and steady. “I have a task for you. The first thing Long Yan will do after leaving the Mist Forest is surely to settle scores with Hu Lie. If he succeeds in killing Hu Lie, have Su Yue fully cooperate with Long Yan to take control of Azurewood City. Finally, tell Long Yan that Long Jingyun is in Border Dragon City.”

Given Long Yan’s current bone-deep hatred for Long Jingyun, he would definitely rush over recklessly once he heard the news.

When that time came, one would be in the open, and the other in the shadows.

Long Yan would be responsible for drawing all the fire, while she would be responsible for delivering the fatal stab from behind at the most critical moment.

Perfect.

After cutting off her connection with Su Xiaoxiao, Lin Fan opened her eyes and glanced down at Long Jingyun, who was sleeping like a log with his head on her legs.

She sat in that extremely awkward position for the entire night.

It wasn’t until the crack of dawn the next morning.

Bang!

The courtyard gate of the residence was pushed open.

A golden figure stormed in, filled with rage.

It was Long Wu.

She hadn’t slept well, growing angrier the more she thought about it. As soon as it was light, she had rushed over, eager to see what state that lowly maid had been tortured into by Brother Jingyun.

However, when she burst into the backyard, the scene that met her eyes made her pupils shrink in fury.

By the hot spring pool, Long Jingyun was lying casually on the soft couch, covered only by a thin blanket, and his head was resting soundly on that maid’s feet!

The two of them had slept on the same bed for a night!

That maid pretended to be so virtuous on the surface, but behind the scenes, she was truly a shameless harlot!

An indescribable rage and jealousy instantly overwhelmed Long Wu’s reason.

“You slut!”