Chapter 2218 - 539: An Unexpected Visitor 4

Yu Suxin stepped to the door and pulled it open.

To her surprise, there was no squad of armed men waiting for her.

Standing behind the family servant was a single figure. He wasn’t particularly tall, and his head was slightly bowed, obscuring his features.

Yet, the moment she laid eyes on him, her heart skipped a violent beat.

"Mr. Wang, Miss Yu, I’ll leave you two to talk," the servant said with a knowing smile before turning and making her exit.

Once they were alone, Wang Yue finally looked up. He flashed a grin at Yu Suxin. "Hello, beautiful. We meet again."

"It really is you!" Yu Suxin gasped, her voice trembling as she tried to maintain her composure. "What are you doing here?"

"Don’t tell me you don’t know," Wang Yue said, strolling into the room as if he owned the place.

He had spoken with Li Yingying earlier and knew exactly why Yu Suxin had disappeared the moment she heard he was heading for the Yang family. Knowing she had risked her life to pave the way for him moved him deeply, and it only fueled his determination to claim her.

"Leave the door open!" Yu Suxin snapped as she saw him reach for the handle. She knew that once that door clicked shut, they would be in a private world. If Wang Yue decided to make a move... she truly wasn’t sure if she had the strength to say no.

"Why? Do you prefer an audience?" Wang Yue teased.

"It’s a necessity!" Yu Suxin tried to make her voice sound cold and professional. "A man and a woman alone in a room—people will talk."

"Good point," Wang Yue nodded solemnly, then smirked. "But that changes if we have a proper ’relationship,’ doesn’t it?"

Her heart hammered against her ribs. What kind of relationship? Part of her feared he would say "husband and wife," yet a secret, buried part of her soul yearned for it.

"I haven’t quite decided yet," Wang Yue grinned. "How about this? I’ll become your disciple. No one gossips about a master and her student spending time together."

"A disciple?!" Yu Suxin was floored. She never expected him to take that angle.

"Exactly. I’ve had the idea ever since you taught me the Maiden’s Heart Sutra," he laughed. "You’ve already shared your knowledge with me; making it official is only right."

"I... suppose that works," Yu Suxin agreed, nodding slowly. It seemed like a perfect solution.

Once they were master and disciple, surely he would stop pursuing her. Yet, even as she felt a wave of relief, a sharp pang of disappointment cut through her. From now on, they were just teacher and student.

"Thank you, Master," Wang Yue said, looking genuinely thrilled. He immediately fetched Yang Guang and the others to witness a formal apprenticeship ceremony.

By the time the rites were finished, night had fully descended. Wang Yue declined the Yang family’s offer for a separate room, claiming he had urgent "sect matters" to discuss with his master, and followed Yu Suxin back to her quarters.

The Yangs thought nothing of it; in their world, a master and disciple sharing space was perfectly normal.

This time, Yu Suxin didn’t object when he closed the door. But the moment the lock clicked, Wang Yue grabbed her hand. "Master, now that we’re alone, let’s catch up properly."

Yu Suxin jumped, her eyes wide. "What are you doing?"

"I’m doing you, obviously," Wang Yue chuckled. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "My sweet Master, it’s been so long. Has that little flower of yours been missing your disciple’s big cock?"

"You little lecher!" Yu Suxin hissed, struggling to pull her hand away. "I haven’t even settled the score for what you did to me in Tianhai, and now you’re back to harassing me? Not a chance!"

Even as she fought him, her mind betrayed her, flashing back to the raw, delicious pleasure of him filling her. Her face burned a deep crimson.

"I didn’t force you, Master. Weren’t you enjoying yourself that day? Yingying was right there; she can testify to how tightly that little mouth of yours was gripping me."

Wang Yue’s words were filthy, but his touch was firm as he pulled her lush, curvaceous body against his.

"Don’t do this... what happened before was a mistake. And now I’m your master! Wang Yue, please, just let me go!" She squirmed in his arms, her hands pushing feebly against his chest.

"Precisely because you’re my master, I should show you proper devotion," he whispered, his voice thick with mischief.

"I want to make sure you’re happy in your heart—and even happier in your body." He began guiding her toward the large sofa in the center of the room.

"You can’t! That time in the city was... excusable, in a way. But not today!" Deep down, she was already screaming yes, but the taboo of their new roles held her back. If she let him touch her now, wouldn’t it be scandalous?

"Yingying told me to take good care of you," Wang Yue said, his eyes gleaming with a wicked light as he sat on the sofa and pulled her onto his lap.

"And I’m a man of my word. When I take care of someone, I make sure they are satisfied in every possible way."

"No, no... I’m Yingying’s master! For her sake, I can’t let this happen. Please, don’t ruin her happiness!"

Mentioning her disciple gave her a sudden burst of resistance. She truly didn’t want to betray the girl she loved like a daughter.

"Do you know what Yingying told me on the phone just now?" Wang Yue pinned her hands behind her back with one hand.

With the other, he reached up, his palm cupping one of her heavy, braless breasts through her thin silk dress. He could feel her nipple hardening into a tight little bud under his touch.

"What did she say?" Yu Suxin asked, her voice failing her. She knew Yingying’s stance—the girl had been trying to set them up for months.

The touch sent a jolt of electricity through her cells. Ever since that afternoon in Tianhai, the "gate of desire" inside her had been kicked wide open.

She spent her nights reliving the sensation of him inside her. The more she tried to hide from it, the more the craving grew.

Seeing her start to pant, Wang Yue knew her "protests" were just for show.

"She said... I should take care of you. She said she wants you to find the ultimate happiness." He emphasized the point by rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

"Ah! Be gentle... that hurts!" she gasped, though she didn’t pull away. "She just meant look after me! We can’t do this. I don’t want to break her heart!"

"Why would she be sad? She’ll be thrilled," Wang Yue whispered, his hands roaming over her soft, trembling frame.

"Look, I have many women. I even have mother-daughter pairs. A master and disciple duo won’t change a thing between you and Yingying. If anything, it’ll bring you closer."

Hearing this, Yu Suxin finally went limp. Her biggest psychological barrier—the fear of hurting Yingying—had been dismantled.

As for the "master-disciple" taboo, she realized Wang Yue had only wanted the title for the thrill of the transgression.

Yu Suxin felt her resolve crumbling. Wang Yue’s presence had a magnetic, almost magical pull on her.

Ever since he had claimed her body, she had been unable to think of anyone else. She had spent weeks prying for information about him from Yingying, her obsession growing with every detail.

"But... I’m your teacher. How can you even think such things about me?" she whispered, playing the part of the reluctant master one last time.

In truth, she was desperate for him to ravage her, but her pride wouldn’t let her say it out loud. It was better this way—if he "forced" the issue, her guilt would be easier to bear.