Obsessive Love, The Possessive Real Young Lady - Chapter 2

The deep night was very quiet, so still that all that remained were the buzzing in the ear and the steady breathing of the other person.

Light projected from the ceiling, sprinkling down upon the two of them.

In the four eyes meet, Su Sui remained expressionless, her eyes like the deep sea, allowing Shen Jiayan to detect not a shred of emotion.

Shen Jiayan was a little annoyed. They ate together, lived together, and shared life for 18 years. She had never been able to see through Su Sui.

But Su Sui knew her like the back of her hand.

For instance, she knew how hard she tried to play the obedient and compliant daughter in front of her father, yet secretly cursed him like mad.

And how she maintained an unreachable, noble facade in front of friends and suitors. Yet, behind their backs, she shed all pretense and revealed her truest, most malicious side to Su Sui.

Shen Jiayan admitted that she was very pretentious and incredibly wicked. If she were in a melodramatic drama, she’d be the quintessential villainous female supporting character.

When she was little, she often bullied Su Sui, but compared to the vulgar habits of her adulthood, those were just minor skirmishes.

Shen Jiayan enjoyed the satisfaction of soiling, breaking, and then stepping on the person her father favored for no reason.

She even more enjoyed finding the missing piece within her heart from Su Sui’s pained expressions.

Yet, at the same time, she utterly detested Su Sui’s obedience and compliance. But paradoxically, she became increasingly addicted to this mode of interaction.

Su Sui stood against the light. Patches of dark purple were embedded in her porcelain white skin marks left by Chen Qianqian and her friends yesterday.

She looked exactly like a broken doll that had been played with, as pitiful as could be, full of a sense of breakage.

But to Shen Jiayan, it held a fatal attraction.

The object in Su Sui’s hand was something Shen Jiayan had never seen before.

A thin, long chain with a bell pendant it was quite unusual.

“New toy?”

“I thought you would like it, so I bought it.”

Shen Jiayan smiled.

She took the item and slowly walked behind Su Sui, pressing the cold bell against her skin, moving it constantly downwards along her slender neck.

“Not bad.”

Su Sui closed her eyes without responding, her body stiff, seemingly very afraid of what was about to happen.

But the corners of her lips slightly curled up.

The moment Shen Jiayan looked up at her, she cleanly suppressed it.

“Get down.”

Shen Jiayan’s words were like a lock, causing the previously still Su Sui to obediently lie face down on the floor.

Shen Jiayan was satisfied as she swung the chain in her hand and stepped back.

Su Sui raised her head and crawled after her.

Until Shen Jiayan retreated to the edge of the bed, sat down, and crossed her legs.

She looked down at the person kneeling prostrate on the ground, raising an eyebrow: “Lick.”

When Su Mom learned that Shen Jiayan had been sent back, the first thing she did was bring a bowl of warm bird’s nest soup to Shen Jiayan’s door.

Before she could knock, she heard extremely strange sounds slip out from the crack under the door.

The sound of a bell, a difficult, slightly painful moan, and Shen Jiayan’s humiliation.

The bowl in Su Mom’s hand instantly became so hot that she nearly dropped it, and tears slid down her face. She hesitated for a few steps, but finally decided to turn and leave, once again choosing to ignore it.

When Su Sui emerged from Shen Jiayan’s room, the black sky had already been ripped open by light and stained deep blue.

She walked in the cold and blue corridor. The light and shadow stretched her figure, making her already frail and thin body appear even more fragile and unbearable.

Especially the several long, thin red marks embroidered on her slender neck, like a painting tragic and bizarre.

Su Sui pushed open the door and saw Su Mom kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, muttering scriptures.

It seemed she had been chanting all night again.

She glanced at Su Mom and was suddenly forcefully spun around as she passed by.

“Slap.”

A heavy slap landed on Su Sui’s face.

Su Mom’s expression was distorted: “How could I have raised such a vile thing!!”

Su Mom cursed while grabbing Su Sui’s hair and hitting her.

Slaps, kicks, pinching the flesh on her arms… Su Mom used almost every cruel and brutal method.

Su Sui remained expressionless throughout, silently enduring it.

Not until Su Sui’s ears were continuously ringing, not until Su Mom was completely exhausted, did the farce come to an end.

Su Mom collapsed on the ground, wailing and slapping her thighs: “Evil karma, it’s truly evil karma.”

Su Sui rose as if nothing had happened, seemingly indifferent, and sat calmly in front of the dressing mirror, admiring herself.

Her hair was messy, her clothes torn, half her face was swollen red, and blood was oozing from the corner of her mouth…

That sickly face looked utterly lifeless.

But Su Sui didn’t care.

She gently stroked the marks Shen Jiayan left on her body with her slender fingers.

A burning pain came rushing in.

Reflected against the pain, the image of Shen Jiayan swinging the bell chain appeared in her mind.

Su Sui’s lips slightly curved as she thought, “So beautiful.”

But when her sight fell upon the abrupt scratch marks at the end of the marks, the light in Su Sui’s eyes was “snapped” out.

Her silent eyes looked through the mirror, sinisterly gazing at Su Mom crying uncontrollably on the floor.

The next day.

Shen Jiayan slept until the afternoon before waking up.

Wearing pajamas and dragging slippers, she arrived at the dining room. The table was already set with food.

Shen Jiayan sat down and roughly surveyed the dishes: Australian lobster sashimi, seafood rolls with royal squab, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall…

She picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of green vegetable, chewed it a few times, then propped her feet on the dining table and started playing a game.

As her fingernails painted cobalt blue changed positions, kill announcements constantly blared from her phone.

Su Mom brought a bowl of soup from the kitchen. Seeing the untouched dishes on the table, she frowned: “Miss, why aren’t you eating? Is it not to your taste?”

Shen Jiayan was engrossed in her game and paid no attention to her.

A look of disappointment flashed in Su Mom’s eyes. She placed the soup on the table, turned, and went back to the kitchen, preparing to make something new.

When she finished and came out, not only were the dishes on the dining table untouched, but Shen Jiayan was also nowhere to be found in the large villa.

Su Mom sighed and returned to her room to kneel before the Buddha statue.

She held the prayer beads, her eyes closed, looking very devout. Just as she chanted, “Namo…” she smelled a hint of blood.

Su Mom opened her eyes and looked at the source of the bloody smell, nearly screaming in shock.

The little chick she had meticulously raised to make soup for Shen Jiayan had its head chopped off, skin stripped, and was thrown onto the Buddhist altar. The sacred Buddha statue was stained with blood…

“A sin! A true sin!”

Shen Jiayan, who was lying in the passenger seat, sat up and used the lollipop stained with saliva to wipe off a spot of crimson near Su Sui’s nose wing, then sniffed it near her own nose.

The smell of blood.

“Where did the blood on your face come from?”

“Did she hit you again?”

Su Sui focused on driving: “Got splashed when I killed the chicken this morning.”

After hearing Su Sui’s answer, Shen Jiayan didn’t think much of it.

Su Mom was a Buddhist, so Su Sui was always the one to handle things like killing fish and chickens at home.

Once, when she was bored, she stood by to watch.

She wanted to see what kind of expression Su Sui would make, with that Guanyin-like face, when she raised a deadly weapon against a living creature.

The result was that before Su Sui even lowered the knife, she was scared away by the eyes of the living rabbit.

The memory receded. Shen Jiayan stared at the blood-stained lollipop, feeling a little nauseous.

“Open your mouth.”

Seeing Su Sui obediently open her mouth, Shen Jiayan immediately shoved the half-eaten lollipop into her mouth, then lay back in the seat and closed her eyes to rest.

It took more than an hour to drive from the Shen family villa to the city center. If Chen Qianqian hadn’t said she had major good news to announce, she would rather stay home playing games than go out.

Su Sui drove steadily, and she quickly fell asleep.

When Shen Jiayan woke up, the car was already parked in the outdoor parking lot. Su Sui’s only jacket was covering her. Under the sun’s heat, the faint scent of books was even stronger.

She turned to look at Su Sui, who was wearing a sports bra and was still engrossed in reading a book.

“Truly shameless.”

And she tossed the jacket covering her onto Su Sui’s face: “Put it on, don’t embarrass me.”

In the cramped car, Su Sui dressed while Shen Jiayan touched up her makeup.

Once they were ready, Shen Jiayan took Su Sui to the restaurant.

The restaurant Chen Qianqian chose was very high-end in M City, with an average expenditure of around 2000 per person.

She really spent a fortune today.

They followed the restaurant greeter to the private room.

As soon as they entered, Chen Qianqian rushed up, pulled Shen Jiayan, and pressed her into a seat.

Su Sui, on the other hand, silently sat in a corner and picked up her book again.

“Alright, everyone’s here.” Chen Qianqian looked very excited: “Next, I’m going to share two pieces of incredibly good news with you all.”

Shen Jiayan found Chen Qianqian a little too boisterous, pushed her finger against her ear, and took a sip from her wine glass.

Chen Qianqian: “First, my dad has decided to let me start working at the company tomorrow, preparing to take over the company affairs.”

As soon as she said this, some people in the room laughed dismissively. Others couldn’t help but show envy in their eyes.

Shen Jiayan was one of the latter. Since graduating from college last year, she had been telling her father that she wanted to join the company to learn business management, even if she started as a small grassroots employee. But the reply she received was: “You are not suited for business. If you can marry well and peacefully, that’s enough to honor the name Shen.”

That was probably the longest sentence her father had ever said to her.

Shen Jiayan pursed her lips, drank most of the wine in her glass, composed herself, and pretended to be nonchalant: “What? Is your dad not planning to give the company to your little brother who’s still in kindergarten?”

Chen Qianqian: “That’s the second piece of good news I want to tell you. That little hussy who seduced my dad and the little bastard she gave birth to have been swept out of the house by my dad. It’s truly karma, serves her right!”

Shen Jiayan and Chen Qianqian had known each other for a long time. They went to the same high school and were accepted into the same university.

Shen Jiayan knew everything about Chen Qianqian’s family drama.

When Chen Qianqian got into university, her father slept with her dormitory mate. Not only that, but in her sophomore year, the girl gave birth to a younger brother.

Chen Qianqian’s father, having a son late in life, absolutely doted on the little stepmother and immediately changed his will overnight to give the company to the newborn baby.

After this happened, Chen Qianqian was drunk almost every day, hating so much that she wanted to stab the little stepmother to death.

In short, the sordid affairs within wealthy families seemed utterly disgusting to Shen Jiayan.

Shen Jiayan didn’t enjoy the meal and didn’t feel comfortable. Before the last dish was served, she left with Su Sui.

Back in the car.

Su Sui held the steering wheel and looked at the gloomy Shen Jiayan.

Being stared at with that sticky gaze made Shen Jiayan’s already sullen mood even worse.

She took a deep breath, grabbed Su Sui’s collar, pulled her close, and warned viciously: “Do you believe I’ll gouge out your eyeballs and feed them to the dogs?”

But Su Sui neither showed fear nor looked away. Instead, she tilted her head, seemingly thinking about something.

After a long time, she slowly said in an extremely cold tone: “If that will make you happy, then I can gouge them out for you.”