Finest Servant

Chapter 6 Pushing the Beauty into the River (Part 1)

This world was vastly different from the time of Lin Wanrong. In Lin Wanrong's world, it was common for men to wear earrings, nose rings, and ear cuffs. However, in this world, the customs were simple and conservative, and such practices were considered bizarre and anyone who dared to do so would be deemed a monster and punished accordingly.

Therefore, no man dared to wear earrings in this world, not even the transvestites.

The girl, Xiao Qingxuan, had red ears from anxiety earlier, and Lin Wanrong only just noticed the two delicate ear piercings. No wonder she looked so beautiful and elegant; she was truly a stunning young woman.

Lin Wanrong silently congratulated himself, realizing that his sexual orientation was still very normal. However, the girl was not afraid of his shabby appearance and engaged him in conversation, displaying her intelligence.

When Lin Wanrong exposed the identity of Xiao Qingxuan, the arrogant phrase "little girl" touched a nerve and instantly destroyed the good impression she had of him.

Xiao Qingxuan glared at Lin Wanrong with rage in her eyes, her face turning red with anger. "You shameless liar!" she shouted.

Lin Wanrong did not like Young Master Xiao earlier because he suspected him to be a Thai good. Now, he could see that Xiao Qingxuan was slender and had tight, toned legs. Without even touching her, he could feel the heat emanating from her body. Her delicate features were enhanced by her angry expression, making her even more charming.

In terms of looks and physique, she was the most beautiful woman Lin Wanrong had ever seen. Unfortunately, based on the flatness of her chess, she had some sort of binding around her chest, concealing part of her curves. He couldn't see her true appearance and felt a bit regretful.

Lin Wanrong stared at her chest, nodding and shaking his head, lost in thought. His expression was that of a typical pervert in the eyes of an outsider.

Xiao Qingxuan turned pale and suddenly shouted, "I will kill you, you shameless liar!"

She threw her fan aside, and her slender hand emitted a faint blue glow. With a powerful force, she struck Lin Wanrong's chest like a lightning bolt.

Lin Wanrong was taken aback. What was this mess? Martial arts? Magic?

He didn't have time to think. Xiao Qingxuan's movements were too fast. Although he considered himself to be agile, even when fighting against two people in university, he was completely unable to dodge her attack.

As he watched that hand about to imprint on his chest in the blink of an eye, Lin Wanrong had only one thought: I'm a goner, and I'm going to die in the hands of an incredibly beautiful girl.

Suddenly, he thought of his parents far away at home. If it weren't for the unit's organized trip to climb Mount Tai over a month ago, he wouldn't have come here. If it weren't for that annoying girl who forced him to carry almost everyone's luggage, he wouldn't have slipped and fallen into the valley. He wouldn't have inexplicably been transported to this ghostly place, let alone be hanging in this girl's hands.

Lin Wanrong suddenly became resentful. Since he was brought here, why did they have to kill him so quickly? This was clearly God playing a trick on him, and he wasn't willing to accept it.

In a struggle, Lin Wanrong fiercely grabbed the girl's waist with both arms, even as her palm touched his chest. Whether it was an illusion or not, the moment Lin Wanrong touched her waist, her eyes seemed to show a hint of reluctance, and the strength in her hand correspondingly decreased.

Even so, Lin Wanrong felt a sharp pain in his chest, and blood sprayed from his mouth like a fountain. With bloodshot eyes, he tightly clasped the girl's waist with his hands like iron pincers. The delicate and smooth feeling made Lin Wanrong's mind sway, but his life was in someone else's hands, and the sense of beauty quickly vanished. Lin Wanrong fiercely held her, preventing her from exerting any force with the second palm, while his feet suddenly stepped back.

The two of them were already close to the lake shore, and Xiao Qingxuan, caught off guard, never expected Lin Wanrong to suddenly erupt. He grabbed her waist, and she angrily scolded him, her face red with rage, "You shameless person, I'll kill you!"

This was the second time she had called Lin Wanrong shameless, and this time she really had murderous intent. The palm wind was even stronger than before, leaving no room for mercy.

Even in severe pain, Lin Wanrong still had some clarity in his mind, having anticipated that this girl would not let him off easily. He tightly hugged her waist, not giving her any room to exert force.

Their bodies were close together, and Lin Wanrong lightly stroked her underarm with his hand. With his experience, this method of tickling had never failed, whether it was a skilled martial artist or a wealthy emperor, they would all succumb to it.

Sure enough, the formidable girl shook all over, her arms tightening, and quickly suppressing her laughter. The force gathering in her palm completely dissipated.

If he couldn't seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Lin Wanrong would be a fool. "Lin Wanrong" could be written upside down three times over.

Lin Wanrong held onto her body with all his might, not allowing her to struggle in the slightest. With a sudden kick, the two of them fell from the shore into the water, creating a spray of water as they landed.

As Xiao Qingxuan let out a scream of shock, the handsome servant on the shore was taken aback by the sudden kidnapping of his mistress. He could only watch in despair as Lin Wanrong and Xiao Qingxuan plunged into the water together.

Knowing well the cunning nature of this young woman, Lin Wanrong did not let go of her but instead held onto her slender waist with all his strength, squeezing her tightly against his body. He was not taking any chances - this woman was dangerous and had nearly killed him moments before. "Damn it," he thought, "I won't let you get the best of me now."

As they sank to the bottom of the lake, the woman struggled fiercely against Lin Wanrong's grip, leaving bruises all over his body. But he held on, ignoring the pain and refusing to release her.

In Lin Wanrong's current time, it was rare for women to be skilled swimmers, especially during an era where the importance of following proper etiquette was emphasized above all else. Thus, it came as no surprise that Xiao Qingxuan, who had grown up in luxury and privilege, was completely helpless in the water while Lin Wanrong, who had grown up in a small village by the Han River, was like a fish in the water.

Lin Wanrong held her close, not allowing her to move an inch. At first, her struggles were strong, but soon she grew weaker and weaker, gulping down water in the process.

Feeling triumphant, Lin Wanrong opened his eyes to see Xiao Qingxuan's hair and clothes floating in the water. Her shoes and stockings were nowhere to be seen, and her delicate feet kicked and struggled against the water. Her long dress had become undone, revealing a gray-white undergarment.

Despite the pain all over his body, Lin Wanrong felt anger boiling inside of him. He had suffered greatly at this woman's hand and nearly lost his life. Without hesitation, he grabbed the waistband of her undergarment and pulled it forcefully.

Xiao Qingxuan realized what was happening and tried to scream, but she only managed to swallow more water. As the lake's crystal clear water settled, Lin Wanrong saw her breasts freed from their bindings. Two soft, luscious mounds trembled in the water, their pert nipples teasingly visible. In Lin Wanrong's eyes, they were at least a D-cup, and her figure was on par with that of a beauty pageant contestant.