The Sugar Mommy System: The Evil Young Master is Villain!!! - Chapter 102

Chapter 102: 2) Branch and tree!
They were still in the Yang Family residence, Bai Lung was seared while she was behind him, giving him a shoulder massage.

“Holy Envoy, does this feel comfortable?” Saintess Ling’r asked with a gentle tone, rather than shivering at his words.

She knew she had made bold terms saying her life was at his whim but she wanted to save her mother, if possible.

Surely an influential man like Bai Lung is capable of saving her mother, despite his denial.

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Meanwhile,

Although her hands weren’t exactly trained, her gestures felt inexplicably pleasant.

“Oh?” Young Master Bai lifted his brows as he was slightly dazed, realizing her behavior today was, in opposition with her identity as the female protagonist with a cold prideful aura.

“I know it will be hard to please you, but I have no plans of giving up,” she replied frankly as, the man was also her spouse.

If there was any other person with them, they would surely accuse this woman of being sharp and cunning, though she was only being wise as she knew not to hide anything whenever she was with Young Master Bai, especially after the recent incidents.

Not to mention, when asking for help always shows inferiority and favoritism, domestic role play, a common tactic used by most households.

Only by showing a feminine side, she can make him help her…

At the same time, Bai Lung’s eyes glinted with cold light as she had yet to touch his icy heart.

Swoosh!

With a gentle breeze, her sweet scent entered his senses, captivating his mind, she had a strong feminine scent, her skin bathed in the essence of lotus.

Save her mother? That’s an utterly useless activity nonetheless, a tree capable of giving such refined branch must be good and elegant herself too.

“Saintess truly flatters me by saying you would win my heart, however… You need to know, I am not absolute, everything isn’t in my control,” his voice was cold yet brutal.

Turning to face the Saintess, Bai Lung’s piercing gaze seemed to bore into her very soul.

A small faint smile played upon his lips as he observed her display of vulnerability.

“Still, I cannot in good conscience abandon a mother in her hour of need,” His hand reached up to lightly caress Ling’r’s cheek, his touch feather-soft yet strangely captivating.

“Perhaps there is a way… to resolve this matter discreetly, without incurring the Sect Master’s displeasure.”

Ling’r’s heart fluttered at his words, her keen intellect recognizing the subtle machinations behind Bai Lung’s carefully crafted response. Truly, this man was a force to be reckoned with, his refined elegance masking an inner cunning that few could match.

Sect Master can be a good puppet that can be used for the long term thus, Bai Lung does not want to slap Sect Master’s face by stepping on his manly honor and pride.

She looked at his deep red eyes, his gaze was as tranquil and unfathomable as a deep mountain lake, his features betraying none of the calculations swirling within his mind.

He was like a divine book in the hands of the illiterate, totally unreadable.

Or,

Like a graceful willow tree bending with the breeze, he yielded to the Saintess’ tender ministrations, savoring the delicate floral scent that enveloped him… Perhaps, very soon, he might get a chance to climb the very tree where the branch came from.

Or even a mother-daughter duo… A threesome.

However, such fantasies are hard to fulfill, since both women hold certain authority and pride.

…

“The Sect Master’s wrath is a fierce tempest, one that threatens to sweep all in its path,” he mused, his voice as smooth and honeyed as the nectar of rare blossoms.

“Yet even the mightiest gale cannot uproot the mountain’s unyielding foundation…”

Reaching out, Bai Lung traced the delicate line of Ling’r’s jaw, his touch as light and fleeting as the caress of a butterfly’s wing.

“If we are to weather this storm, we must tread carefully, like the fox navigating the hunter’s snare,”

His eyes gleamed with a calculating edge, a subtle shift in his demeanor that betrayed the true nature of the man beneath the refined exterior.

“Tell me, Saintess, what is it you would have me do?”

“Because the only way I can save your mother is by taking her as my maid or concubine, even if I do that… My image might crumble a little, not to mention, having both mother and daughter as a maid, it sounds quite wrong morally,”

Saintess Ling’r’s brow furrowed slightly as she considered Bai Lung’s words.

The implications of his proposal were not lost on her sharp mind rather it was constantly ringing,

To have her own mother become his maid or concubine, it went against every fiber of her being.

And yet, the desperate circumstances they found themselves in left her with little choice, because, the only logical way Holy Envoy could save her mother was by showing his interest in her.

He likes her so, he wants to save her, pretty natural right?

Not to mention, her father might allow it since she can at least be used politically despite being ‘considerably dead’

As for other methods… Bai Lung can’t just go and slaughter everyone to save her mother or talk with the sect master.

Sect master, can you please spare her, sounds cliche and illogical.

Uff!

She let out a soft sigh, her eyes downcast for a moment before meeting his piercing gaze.

“This one understands the gravity of your words, Young Master Bai. To compromise one’s integrity in such a manner…” A trace of conflict flickered across her elegant features.

“And yet, if it is the only way to save my mother from the Sect Master’s wrath, then I must swallow my pride and accept your proposal.” She paused, her expression hardening slightly.

“However, I have but one condition – my mother is to be treated with respect even if you don’t have it for me…”

Ling’r’s hand reached out to lightly touch Bai Lung’s arm, her delicate fingers tracing the tailored fabric of his sleeve.

“I trust that a man of your stature and wisdom will understand the gravity of this request.”

Her tone was formal, but there was a hint of pleading beneath the surface.

“of course, I have nothing to grant you in return… Like said, my body, soul, everything is at your mercy,”

She basically accepted being a slave, an open saying, that he can do anything with her, and if he says die, she will give her life.