Chapter 57 - Girls in a Matriarchal World Are Just Too Scary

Realizing the change within her, Ling Ling secretly resented herself for being weak. She wanted to erase these feelings that should not exist, but seeing his expression at that moment... A blush had spread across Su Yan's face, his eyebrows and eyes flushed red, teeth biting down on his pink lips, clearly quite shy. This expression, which she had never seen before, left Ling Ling momentarily stunned. Her heart pounded fiercely in her chest. When she came back to her senses, her gaze was filled with complexity. Although reluctant to admit it, she ultimately couldn't resist Su Yan's charm. No matter how despicable she thought he might be, she was still drawn to him. But... "Desire is human nature; it's only because he's good-looking," Ling Ling told herself. She simply liked his appearance and had no intention of developing feelings for him. Even if she got close to him, it was just for fun, and marrying him was out of the question. Yes, that's it! Taking a deep breath, Ling Ling concluded that if she was only attracted to his looks, then it was no big deal. With this thought, she stared intently at him. Su Yan felt uncomfortable under her gaze. What was going on with the senior sister? Her eyes seemed to pierce his clothes, making him feel exposed. "Ah, feeling shy, are we?" Ling Ling thought she understood Su Yan's heart, knowing him to be a flirtatious man. Her tone turned teasing involuntarily. "Don't pretend. I know what kind of person you are, and I know you've been trying to seduce me all day. I have to admit, you've succeeded." A hint of complexity flashed in Ling Ling's eyes as she continued, "You've piqued my interest. I'll treat you well, but if you think you can boss me around like before without paying any price, think again." Under Su Yan's series of temptations, Ling Ling admitted that she was superficial, swayed by a man's allure, unable to hold her ground. "If I can't resist, then I won't resist at all." Ling Ling's idea was simple. Su Yan was a libertine man, seducing women for psychological thrills and material gains. If that's the case, she'll give him exactly that! If you offer up your body, I'll give you benefits, whatever you want; it's just a transaction. "What are you talking about, senior sister?" Su Yan was puzzled by Ling Ling's words. He had merely cooked her a meal, so how did that equate to seduction? "Feigning ignorance!" Ling Ling's expression showed disdain. Still trying to play the innocent? She decided to lay all cards on the table. "Junior brother, stop pretending. I already know your nature. Isn't it just seduction? You have me captivated; I want to do all sorts of things to you!" Ling Ling stood up and took a step toward Su Yan. He was bewildered, retreating with each step she advanced. "What are you doing?" he stammered, hands waving uncertainly. "What am I doing? Junior brother, you should know. Still acting pure?" Ling Ling recalled the image of Su Yan in her memory, that wanton expression, even suggesting late-night group encounters, as if boundaries didn’t exist. "Stop pretending. I understand you, junior brother. I want to eat noodles." She forced him into a corner, leaving no room for retreat. Su Yan leaned against the wall, baffled by what was happening. How did his senior sister change so suddenly? "Noodles? Aren’t they on the table?" "Haha, still don't get it? I want to eat 'your noodles.'" Hearing this, Su Yan was dumbfounded. Is she making lewd jokes? Did his senior sister really say something like that? Was he dreaming? But as he pondered, Ling Ling could no longer hold back. The junior brother was inherently flirtatious, and she coveted his beauty. The two were a perfect match; why hold back? After all, if she pleased him, considering his libertine nature, he wouldn't protest—he’d likely revel in it. With this thought, Ling Ling's hands began to act unruly. "Hey, senior sister, what are you doing? Don't undo my pants!" Shocked by the sudden turn of events, Su Yan was stunned. If not for Ling Ling trying to undress him, he might have remained baffled for a while. "What am I doing? Isn't it obvious? Don't struggle. You clearly want it too. Can't you be honest?" While speaking, Ling Ling tugged at his clothes, her lips on his neck, fingers tracing his body. Su Yan was about to cry out—what on earth was going on!? At this moment, the system options suddenly appeared. [Option 1: Let the infatuated senior sister have her way, and enjoy a beautiful night. (Mission reward: Low-Grade Spiritual Artifact - Chunjun Sword.)] [Option 2: Act coyly, showing a shy expression, and say, "Please be gentle, senior sister." (Mission reward: Low-Grade Spiritual Artifact - Meteor Spear.)] [Option 3: Firmly refuse, giving the senior sister a stern lesson, letting her know the consequences of harassment! (Mission reward: Cooking Skill +1.)] Options one and two had identical rewards and similar difficulty, both requiring compliance with the senior sister. Option three was different. But... "What do I need cooking skills for?" He wanted to cultivate immortality, striving to grow strong, not to be a homemaker! Su Yan was secretly frustrated, reluctantly choosing option three. He didn't want to be overpowered by his senior sister. "Are you crazy?" Su Yan frowned and slapped her across the face. Ling Ling was shocked; he had actually hit her... "That's for you. If it weren't for the fact that you're my senior sister, I wouldn't let you off so easily! Try touching me again, and I'll report this to our master!" Su Yan coldly threatened that women who force men will face public scorn—it's blatant misconduct. If he reported this to their master, Ling Ling would face severe punishment. "I..." Touching her stinging face, Ling Ling was bewildered. Wasn't the junior brother supposed to be a libertine? He was supposed to show reluctant compliance, but what was happening now? "Stay here and cool down. Think about how you'll explain this to me tomorrow!" With that, Su Yan stormed off, leaving Ling Ling standing there, dumbfounded. "He was angry? And hit me?" The burning pain on her cheek was real—Su Yan had been harsh, leaving her head spinning. Yet strangely, as Ling Ling touched her throbbing face, she wasn't angry. In fact, she felt somewhat pleased. It wasn’t that she enjoyed pain; rather, it led her to a realization. "A junior brother who fights back means he isn't so easy. This sudden memory..." Ling Ling's gaze flickered—perhaps things weren’t as they seemed.