After Teasing the Crazy Mermaid, He Actually Deceived Me into Marriage - Chapter 10

Fan Yi began to clearly notice that since that day, Si Tang had started treating him with a bit more reverence.

When he arrived, she was very reserved, not even daring to swing on the swing anymore.

He inexplicably felt a lack of amusement.

On this day, after delivering lunch, he didn’t leave immediately but sat nearby. Seeing that the wound on her neck had lightened somewhat, he felt relieved. After all, humans were too fragile, and he didn’t want to accidentally break her before he’d had his fill of fun.

Si Tang, on the other hand, grew increasingly agitated.

She couldn’t understand why this malicious fish hadn’t left right away.

Recalling what had happened the last time he stayed. Si Tang felt certain that nothing good would come of it this time either.

Having already figured out his intentions, she knew that resisting too fiercely would drive him mad. Si Tang didn’t want to get hurt again.

All she needed to do was act appropriately obedient show reverence toward him without being overly fearful and maintain a calm demeanor when speaking to him.

But it was so difficult.

Si Tang could clearly sense his recent foul mood.

Si Tang stiffly upright on the stone bench, she remained on high alert, bracing herself for whatever trouble he might stir up that day.

After a long while, there was still no movement, not even the sound of breathing. Curiosity getting the better of her, Si Tang stole a sidelong glance. Even though she knew exactly what kind of demon lurked beneath that handsome exterior, she couldn’t help but be momentarily captivated.

The afternoon sunlight fell upon his dark robes, his skin pale and cool, his posture noble and languid. With one hand propping up his forehead, his exquisite features resembled an immortal from a painting, softening the ferocity and allure between his brows utterly deceptive.

In his left hand, he held a glowing book. His snow-white lashes and silk-like long hair seemed almost holy under the light. He was reading with intense focus, as if studying every single word.

Unable to resist her curiosity, Si Tang focused her gaze and saw a few lines written on the title page: “Human Psychological Manipulation,” “How to Make Someone Submit,” and “How to Mentally Torture a Human.”

Si Tang:

Just kill me now.

Her eyelids trembling, she was about to look away when their eyes suddenly met.

With keen interest, he raised his hand, and the book vanished from his fingertips.

“Come here,” he called out, as if summoning a pet.

Si Tang’s eyelids twitched even more violently, but she had no choice but to obey. She stood up and walked toward him.

As Fan Yi watched her approach timidly and reluctantly, his mind was occupied with the feasibility of what he had just read in the book. Physical torment was nothing special. Humans were greedy creatures, their desires endless. He could bestow favors. Once she submitted to him from the bottom of her heart, he would be able to hear her thoughts.

Si Tang stopped in front of him, warily awaiting his next move. She saw him raise an eyebrow and lightly flick his fingers. A flash of white light later, a long table covered with a white velvet cloth appeared before her eyes. On it were delicacies, cakes, fine wine a feast fit for royalty.

Si Tang stared in shock, the enticing aroma wafting toward her. She couldn’t help but swallow.

For the past two months, her diet had consisted of nothing but bland, tasteless fish. Having been pampered since childhood, Si Tang felt she was on the verge of losing her sense of taste.

Her body reacted uncontrollably, her mouth watering incessantly, yet her nerves were stretched taut like a string. She had no idea what trick he was trying to pull this time.

A last meal before execution?

Poisoning her to torment her?

At that thought, Si Tang abruptly took several steps back.

Fan Yi watched her reaction, a playful smile curling at the corner of his lips. “What, afraid I poisoned it?”

Si Tang hesitated. Seeing this, Fan Yi spoke lazily, as if bestowing a great favor. “Eat. Consider this a reward for your obedience lately.”

Si Tang glanced at him, then slowly walked to the dining table under his shadowed gaze.

Poisoned or not, she had no other choice.

Under his keen, scrutinizing eyes, Si Tang picked up her utensils and carefully scooped a bite of the exquisite cream cake.

It looked quite similar to what her family’s private Michelin-starred chef would make, she thought silently.

As the cream melted on her tongue, Si Tang felt a long-lost sense of familiarity, almost as if she had returned home. This flavor.

Suddenly, she glanced at the table in disbelief, her eyes carefully scanning until she spotted an intricate emblem embroidered in the corner of the fine white velvet table cloth the Si family crest.

These delicacies.

“Where did you get these?” Si Tang asked, struggling to contain her excitement.

He didn’t answer. Instead, his sharp gaze fixed on her unusual expression.

That faint, unsettling curiosity stirred within him again. Fan Yi grew increasingly eager to know what was going on in this human’s mind.

Si Tang wasn’t disappointed by his silence. She wondered if her family hadn’t given up on her and had sent someone to search for her.

It felt like a glimmer of hope reignited.

Just as she assumed he wouldn’t respond, his voice came, laden with meaning. “They were taken from a ship.”

Si Tang couldn’t help but press further, “What was the ship for?”

Under her anxious, expectant gaze, Fan Yi let out a lazy, mocking laugh, seeing right through her desperate hope for rescue. To crush her illusions, he drawled slowly, “Those humans are thousands of miles away, holding a banquet. Seems they were celebrating. the second young lady’s entry into the family registry.”

Si Tang’s face instantly darkened.

It was the first time Fan Yi had seen such an expression on this human’s face. That urge to pry made him narrow his eyes slightly. “Human, what are you thinking?”

Why was she making that face? What was on her mind? Was she upset? Besides despair, he even caught a flicker of complex disgust and anger on her face.

Did she know those humans?

All her illogical reactions made him want to study her further.

Si Tang lowered her gaze and brushed him off casually, “It’s nothing. The food is delicious. Thank you for your generosity.”

Her tone held no gratitude it was utterly perfunctory.

This wasn’t the outcome he wanted.

Si Tang had no time to care about his thoughts. Not only was she despairing over her extinguished hope, but a fierce anger also surged within her.

Had her father already rushed to bring that illegitimate daughter home before she was even dead?

And to hold a banquet in the Atlantic, where she had met her disaster wasn’t that like dancing on her grave?

The thought that if she didn’t make it back alive, her father would surely be manipulated by that woman and her daughter especially since that woman had also given birth to a son filled her with intense resentment.

The Si family held half of her mother’s life’s work.

She had to survive and return!

Fan Yi watched as the human before him, her almond-shaped eyes, after burning with anger, suddenly grew resolute and bright, as if ignited by a magnificent flame.

Fan Yi narrowed his slender eyes slightly.

This sense of being out of control left him with a faint feeling of defeat.

He could hardly wait for the day she would submit to him and become his follower. If it weren’t for the fact that gods and mortals were not permitted, Fan truly wished to use that method on her, so that all her thoughts would be laid bare before his eyes with nowhere to hide.