Ye Xiao stood up, staring nervously at the door.

Still, she refused to back down entirely—there was no way she could admit she’d done anything wrong. After all, she simply liked girls. What was so wrong about that? Her feelings for each of the older sisters she dated were nothing but genuine!

The door creaked open, and Ye Youran walked in with a grim expression.

Ye Xiao didn’t want to get spanked. Her bottom still ached from the whipping Li Mengyue had given her last night. The only reason she’d been able to run earlier was thanks to a little self-healing trick she’d discovered during her afternoon interview. By placing her palm against her rear and using her healing ability, she managed to alleviate some of the pain, even if only slightly.

Without wasting any time, Ye Youran shot Ye Xiao a commanding look.

It was the first time Ye Xiao had seen such an expression from her sister, but she understood it perfectly: it meant she was to cut the nonsense, get straight to the point, and position herself on the bed with her rear end raised.

Ye Xiao was stunned by how direct her sister was—there wasn’t even a chance to plead her case. Shouldn’t there have been a back-and-forth argument or some diversionary tactics first?

She tried to talk her way out of it, crafting excuses to defend herself, but Ye Youran wasn’t having it this time.

Originally, Ye Youran had intended to go easy on her sister. Matters of the heart were complicated, and Ye Xiao’s preference for girls could have been influenced by various factors. With Ye Xiao’s sharp tongue, she might have even talked her way out of the punishment entirely.

But Ye Xiao, too focused on escaping earlier, hadn’t noticed that she’d left her phone in the car.

And right at that moment, her phone received a WeChat message. The sender was saved under the name Sister Shiqing (164 cm, 34 C), and the message asked if Ye Xiao was free that evening. The tone of the message was laden with suggestive undertones, complete with a hotel location and room number.

That was the final straw for Ye Youran. At that moment, she truly understood the extent of her sister’s antics.

This little troublemaker of hers had practically left no girl of note in Binhai City unscathed. Ye Xiao deserved a beating—there was no doubt about it.

After Ye Youran finished disciplining Ye Xiao, she returned to the living room, her rage somewhat abated.

Ye Xiao, meanwhile, remained sprawled on the bed, her rear still raised in the air.

Though she tried to put on a brave face, her eyes reddened, her nose stung, and tears began to fall uncontrollably.

Her bottom had barely started to recover. The superficial damage healed by her palm’s ability had only removed the surface welts left by the whip, the deeper pain remained. And now, the fresh punishment had only worsened things.

Ye Xiao gritted her teeth and whimpered for a while. If she’d known it would turn out like this, she wouldn’t have bothered healing her bottom earlier. Maybe leaving the marks would’ve earned her sister’s sympathy and shifted the blame to Li Mengyue, letting her dodge the punishment altogether!