Chapter 570: 573: Beaten to Death with a Stick

The Ye family and the Shi family were on good terms in the past, and the bodyguards of both families knew each other quite well.

Soon, Mue Ting was forcibly escorted from the courtyard into the living room.

He was one of the seven or eight bodyguards left behind at the Shi household. When he heard some commotion and went to check, he was knocked unconscious by a bodyguard from the Ye family, only to be awakened by a splash of cold water now.

Drenched from head to toe, he was shoved down next to Shi Qianling. Seeing the blood staining her face, he screamed in horror, “Miss, what happened to your face?”

Shi Qianling covered her face and shook her head vigorously at him.

Ye Xingli folded his arms, watching them, “Mue Ting, tell me, how did you, of all people, manage to entice our Young Miss into abandoning her position as the future Young Madam of the Ye family to secretly carry on an affair with you?”

Mue Ting shot up to look at Ye Xingli, his gaze filled with even more terror.

Was his relationship with the Young Miss exposed?

How was that possible?

He and the Young Miss only got close within her room. Outside of that, they were always careful. They never revealed anything unusual in public.

How could they have been exposed?

Ye Xingli crossed his arms and chuckled, “Actually, all beings are equal. If the Young Miss of the Shi family insists on marrying a bodyguard, as long as she’s happy, no one can say anything. But if she’s courting under the name of the future Young Madam of the Ye family while secretly keeping a man on the side, then she owes the Ye family an explanation. Shi Shijun, don’t you agree?”

His gaze shifted to Shi Shijun, full of cold scorn.

In a matter of days, Shi Shijun had gone from being the admired Young Master of the Shi family to a desperate and embattled outcast.

Shi Shijun was filled with depression, grief, and hatred.

He advanced a few steps and violently kicked Mue Ting in the chest, causing him to spit out blood, “Tell me, how did you seduce the Young Miss?”

“No…” Mue Ting shook his head, “I didn’t… I…”

Shi Shijun interrupted him and angrily ordered, “Take him away and beat him to death.”

Mue Ting was a servant in the household, and his life was at the master’s discretion.

If he was beaten to death by his master, no one would hold them accountable.

“No… don’t…” Mue Ting, clutching his severely aching body from Shi Shijun’s kick, crawled to Shi Qianling and grasped her arm pleadingly, “Miss, save me, please help me …”

Shi Qianling looked at Mue Ting’s handsome, tear-streaked face, her body quivering with sobs.

She didn’t want all of this either.

But she couldn’t help her feelings.

She liked Mue Ting’s beauty and tenderness, his obedience to her, his attentiveness to her wants and needs.

She also admired Ye Xinglan for his status and position, but it was too exhausting to be with him.

With Mue Ting, she had a sense of unrestrained freedom — she could be rash, she could be cruel. But with Ye Xinglan, she had to constantly accommodate his feelings, speaking with delicate restraint and gentle courtesy. Even when she felt dissatisfied with Ye Xinglan, she dared not show it for fear of losing his affection.

The Ye family was of high status. Even though the Shi family was also a prestigious family for centuries, compared to the Ye family, they seemed like upstarts.

If it weren’t for these two reasons, she would never have been Ye Xinglan’s girlfriend.

In Country Y, there were plenty of noble ladies who were enamored with Ye Xinglan, those of even higher status than her.

Her being Ye Xinglan’s girlfriend was firstly because her mother was friends with Ye Zhitong, and secondly because she was blessed with a pretty face.