Volume One, Chapter Seven: This Man Is a Devil—Oh, How Irresistible!

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Zhang Xueqi couldn’t help but swallow hard, her stomach growling uncontrollably. In that moment, all her humiliation and resentment were swept away by hunger. She had survived on water alone for several days; the roast chicken before her was not just food—it was her lifeline.

Like a starving dog, she lunged suddenly toward the roast chicken in Lin Feng’s hand. But before her fingers could touch the drumstick, a cold folding knife pressed against her face.

“What... what do you want now?” Zhang Xueqi recoiled in terror, stumbling back two steps, her face filled with grievance as tears welled up again. Yet her eyes remained fixed on the roast chicken, filled with longing.

Lin Feng’s lips curled into a smirk as he gently tapped her cheek with the folding knife. “You want to eat? Fine, but you have to smile while you do it.”

Zhang Xueqi froze for a second before bursting into tears. She forced out a smile more pitiful than crying, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Ugly smile—try again, and make it pretty!” Lin Feng frowned, clearly dissatisfied.

Seeing his expression pushed Zhang Xueqi to the brink of collapse. “Why are you like this... I’m starving to death, and you’re so cruel, boohoo...”

“Cruel?” Lin Feng sneered, then turned and opened the small door of the security window on the balcony.

Without hesitation, he tossed the roast chicken out the window.

“I am cruel. Since you can’t smile, then you don’t get to eat.”

“No! Please don’t!” Zhang Xueqi watched in anguish as the fragrant roast chicken disappeared into the white mist outside. She staggered, hastily putting on her coat and skirt, rushing to the balcony—but there was no trace of the chicken in the fog.

Despair overwhelmed her, and she collapsed to the ground, clutching her face and sobbing bitterly.

“Why throw away perfectly good food? Just let me have one bite, please...” she wailed.

Lin Feng smiled and held out another steaming roast chicken.

Zhang Xueqi’s crying stopped abruptly, tears still glistening on her cheeks. Her eyes widened as she stood quickly, looking between the mist and the chicken in disbelief.

“This... this isn’t the same one?”

“Want to eat?” Lin Feng asked.

Zhang Xueqi had cried herself exhausted, her stomach twisting painfully. She nodded quickly, her voice pleading. “Yes, I want to eat!”

This time, without being told, she revealed a sweet, coaxing smile. She didn’t want to see the chicken discarded again.

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Though pale, her smile was heartbreakingly beautiful.

“You’re not so dumb after all,” Lin Feng chuckled, tossing the roast chicken onto the floor and tapping his toe on the ground.

“If you want to eat, here.”

Weren’t you supposed to be some aloof ice queen?

Sorry, I specialize in breaking that kind now.

Zhang Xueqi’s head snapped up, eyes blazing with fire.

“No! Even if I starve to death or fall to my death from here, I won’t eat!”

Lin Feng was somewhat surprised. This woman, begging him to take her in, still refused to sacrifice her dignity?

He didn’t get angry, only pointed the folding knife towards the door.

“Good, you’ve got spirit. Then go back— I never force anyone.”

You call that not forcing?

Zhang Xueqi broke down crying again, seemingly with endless tears.

“How can you be like this...”

“Don’t look so miserable—smile, and make it a good smile.”

Unmoved by the tear-streaked beauty, Lin Feng aimed to win her over through sheer will!

Zhang Xueqi stared at the roast chicken on the floor, swallowing hard, overcome by the scent so tempting and delicious.

Yet she was still angry at Lin Feng’s words.

“I’ll smile however I want. None of your business!”

Hearing this, Lin Feng laughed and picked up the chicken.

Zhang Xueqi’s hope flared, her crying ceased immediately.

As long as she didn’t have to eat kneeling, she could accept it.

Her gaze followed Lin Feng’s hand, her nose involuntarily inhaling the savory aroma of the chicken.

“Want to eat? Smile and beg me.”

Lin Feng’s voice was like a devil’s whisper, softly echoing near her ear.

Zhang Xueqi struggled inside.

On one side was her last shred of dignity.

On the other was the irresistible, stomach-filling roast chicken.

Her fingers clenched the hem of her clothes, eyes darting between the chicken and Lin Feng.

Just then, Lin Feng’s hand relaxed, and the chicken fell to the ground again.

A heartbreaking sound followed.

*Smack!*

“Oh dear, dropped it again. I’m so careless,” Lin Feng said as he raised his foot, mercilessly stepping on the chicken.

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Zhang Xueqi’s heart clenched sharply, as if that foot had crushed her very soul.

Her eyes locked on the flattened chicken, a low sob escaping her throat.

“No, no!”

Lin Feng looked down to see the chicken utterly crushed, the bones squashed flat.

“You really don’t want to eat? Fine, I’ll just throw it away.”

Zhang Xueqi finally broke down.

Her knees gave out, and she collapsed to the floor, tears blurring her vision.

Her trembling hands grabbed the shattered chicken pieces, stuffing them desperately into her mouth.

As the flavor spread across her tongue, she felt her dignity shatter just like the chicken—trampled and crushed beneath Lin Feng’s foot.

Lin Feng frowned and gave her a shove with his foot to push her away.

“Did I say you could eat? No smile, no food.”

Zhang Xueqi felt indescribable grievance but forced a smile. Though stiff, it was barely acceptable.

“Why didn’t you do this earlier? If you behaved, none of this trouble would exist. Next time, smile better—or get out!”

Zhang Xueqi couldn’t absorb any of his words; her eyes were fixed on the crushed chicken.

She kept that stiff smile while shoveling chicken into her mouth with all her might.

Lady, goddess, image—she threw it all away.

This man was a devil, boohoo...

Delicious!

She had never tasted such exquisite chicken.

Zhang Xueqi devoured the entire chicken, even chewing and swallowing the bones.

After eating, her stomach no longer twisted in pain, and she regained some strength.

Otherwise, she might have licked the grease off the floor.

She glanced up at Lin Feng furtively, eyes filled with fear and complicated feelings.

This man had taken her body and forced her to eat crushed chicken.

Though the food was delicious, this guy was a villain—a devil!

Lin Feng ignored her gaze.

He pulled out more than twenty bottles of mineral water from a super storage and neatly arranged them on the table.

Zhang Xueqi stared in astonishment, barely daring to breathe.

So not only roast chicken, but even mineral water could be conjured?

This... was not magic, but a supernatural power!