You Are the Star I Cannot Touch - Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Abnormal Again

Gong Yutong clearly saw the person who had arrived. She was reeking of alcohol and was still in a red dress. Gong Yutong couldn’t quite remember when she started wearing only red clothes, never changing to other colors.

“You… Gong Yutong… bastard,” Mu Yan was a bit drunk, but her mind was clear enough to grab Gong Yutong’s hand, pull her down onto the bed, and pin her underneath.

“Gong Yutong, I… I’m going to turn you into a specimen. No, I’m going to turn you into a vegetable, so you’ll be mine!” She took out a surgical knife. “I’m going to turn you into a specimen. No, a vegetable.”

Gong Yutong: It’s over, she’s abnormal again.

She reached out, trying to push her away.

Mu Yan instantly became angry, grabbed her hands, and took the charging cable from the headboard to tie her to the bed.

“Hehe,” Mu Yan’s laugh was unsettling, even more so than a female ghost’s. “I’m going to turn you into a vegetable.”

She used to think Mu Yan was joking, but tonight, her expression was definitely not a joke; she was serious. Gong Yutong lifted her leg and kicked her. “Mu Yan, snap out of it!”

Mu Yan crawled up from the floor. “You kicked me… then I’ll start with your leg.” She looked at her leg with a sick expression, then brought the surgical knife closer to her leg. “Vegetable, no, this leg is perfect for a specimen, so beautiful, so flawless.”

Gong Yutong was speechless. Her entire body was flawless, perfect for a specimen. This illness of hers needed to be treated properly. Why was it sometimes good and sometimes bad? It must be that she shouldn’t be provoked; once she was provoked, she would become abnormal.

Mu Yan examined her body, and the surgical knife moved over Gong Yutong’s body. Fortunately, Gong Yutong was battle-hardened and had seen and experienced everything, otherwise, she would be terrified too.

Imagine a person holding a surgical knife, gesturing over your body, and not forgetting to gently scrape it, muttering that this spot isn’t good, let’s try another place. Who wouldn’t be scared hearing that? If her hand exerted force, wouldn’t it cut her?

Mu Yan spent a long time choosing where to start, then she looked at Gong Yutong’s collarbone. “This collarbone is so beautiful, I’ll take it off as a specimen.” The surgical knife in her hand gestured how to make the incision, then she saw the tender flesh on the inside of her arm. Looking at the skin, she opened her mouth and bit down until blood was drawn.

“Biting is also good,” she threw the surgical knife aside and switched to biting.

If at first, she only wanted to bite, then later it turned into hatred for her, all sorts of emotions for her, the anguish of unrequited love. So, the biting was mixed with emotion, and Gong Yutong suffered. It was sometimes light, sometimes hard, and it hurt.

The next morning, the sunlight shone in, and the blinding light woke Mu Yan up. Looking around, she didn’t immediately realize where she was. When she realized, she got up and saw Gong Yutong tied to the bed. Her body could only be described as a sorry sight, covered in bite marks, and blood stained the sheets and quilt, very conspicuous. Mu Yan saw blood on the surgical knife, and her face was horrified. Did I kill her? Thinking of this, she panicked immediately. Her only thought was to commit suicide to join her. Regardless of whether the person was truly dead or alive, she picked up the surgical knife and stabbed herself.

“Committing suicide for love first thing in the morning?” Gong Yutong untied the electric cord binding her wrists. Her wrists had been tied all night and were not a sight to behold. Fortunately, she wore professional attire to work, which could cover them.

“You… you’re not dead!” Mu Yan excitedly rushed over. “It’s good that you’re not dead. You… I did this.”

“Do you think there’s a third person in my room?” She sat up, in pain. Now her whole body hurt.

“Then… why didn’t you untie yourself? No matter how I tied you, you could untie yourself. Why?” Mu Yan looked at Gong Yutong in confusion. “Why?”

“Fix the bed,” she got up and went to the bathroom, turning on the shower. Water flowed out, and she watched the blood wash away with the water.

Why didn’t she untie herself last night? Why? Only she knew best why.

Gong Yutong came out. The bed had already been made. She went to the walk-in closet, changed into a black professional suit, and came out.

“If you don’t want to be late, you can keep sitting,” she opened the door and left.

Mu Yan got up and went to the bathroom, still not understanding why. She was willing to let herself vent her emotions, willing to let herself torture her. Why? She couldn’t figure it out.

Mu Yan went downstairs and saw Gong Yutong sitting, holding a tablet computer. No matter what she wore, she had a different kind of beauty.

“Miss,” Aunt Li was startled when she saw Mu Yan. How is she here? How did she get in?

“What’s wrong?”

“Breakfast is ready,” Aunt Li put it down, looking puzzled. She left, then came back with a pair of bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen, and left again.

“You… eat breakfast every morning before going to work,” Mu Yan asked.

“Mmm. Don’t want to be late, talk less,” she ate her breakfast.

Mu Yan’s second question came up. Since she ate breakfast before going, why did she eat the breakfast Mu Yan brought her? Wasn’t she full? Carrying these two questions, she ate breakfast and followed her to the company.

“CEO Gong, I don’t know who sent these flowers, specifically addressed to you,” the front desk lady, Yu Jing’er, brought them over and saw Mu Yan. “Good morning, Miss Mu.” She quite liked Mu Yan, no, she admired her. Who dared to approach CEO Gong? And she was so devoted. She naturally liked her very much and also complained about CEO Gong’s cold indifference, plus Mu Yan was very beautiful.

“I’m allergic to flowers, throw them away directly in the future,” Gong Yutong said and left without looking back.

“Morning,” Mu Yan smiled charmingly at Yu Jing’er and followed.

“Wow, so alluring,” Yu Jing’er was only infatuated for a few seconds, then hurriedly threw the flowers away, as it was almost time for work.

Mu Yan’s third question came out. She was allergic to flowers? How was that possible? She had sent her quite a few flowers when she was chasing her before, and she hadn’t seen her throw them away; she even accepted and took them. Could it be that she was allergic to flowers now? Thinking about it, she wasn’t looking ahead. Gong Yutong was waiting for the elevator, and Mu Yan bumped right into her.

Gong Yutong was very annoyed. Her whole body still hurt, and her waist too, and she bumped into her. If this continued, she would really have to go back and lie down.

“I’m sorry,” Mu Yan was genuinely embarrassed this time. Bumping into people while walking. She always felt so clumsy in front of her.

Gong Yutong looked at Mu Yan. “If you bump into me again, don’t force me to bump into you properly.” She entered the elevator.

Mu Yan was stunned but still followed her into the elevator. Bump her? She knew her methods were cruel. Was she going to run her over? That… wouldn’t be good. She should be more careful in the future.

Gong Yutong ignored her thoughts and left the elevator to her office.

Mu Yan sat down at her desk. The most correct choice she had made was to become her secretary. When the one-month period was up, she could pester her again, and then she would have one more chance to have her sleep with her. Not bad.

Gong Yutong opened her computer, which was connected to the Gong Corporation’s surveillance system, and paused on this morning’s footage. After a while, a man was seen bringing in the flowers. She sent someone to investigate who this person was.

After Mu Yan kissed her, too many people were eager to move. She had to find a way. If it was him… Thinking of this, she sneered.

Mu Yan naturally wasn’t idle. She messaged Yu Jing’er to ask who sent the flowers to CEO Gong. Yu Jing’er was happy to tell her and even gave Mu Yan the surveillance footage. Mu Yan naturally wanted to investigate too. She had to eliminate this person. Gong Yutong was hers, and only hers.