The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

Hua Jinyan ignored the strict gaze of the dormitory uncle and ran directly to the dormitory aunt, lifting his head to inquire, eyes full of worry and urgency.

”Little guy, she’s fine, just fallen asleep. But... you, you are in big trouble now.” The dormitory aunt raised an eyebrow at the dormitory uncle: ”Case solved, I’ll handle my people; you can’t interfere. You handle your people; I won’t get involved, bye!”

Little Taotie was sleeping soundly, completely unaware that Hua Jinyan was in big trouble.

Hua Jinyan wanted to chase after, but was held back by the collar of destiny.

Just like Little Taotie, he was utterly defeated; the strength he had recently gained through exercise was child’s play before the dormitory uncle.

Hua Jinyan didn’t swing his little short legs or arms like Little Taotie.

He knew that because of the height difference, he couldn’t reach the opponent even if he stretched out his hands and feet, so he kept still, letting the opponent hold him.

”You seem pretty sensible.” The dormitory uncle laughed, but the laughter sounded insidious.

Hua Jinyan lifted his eyelids, glanced at him, then lowered them again.

That look felt... a bit contemptuous!

The dormitory uncle felt humiliated again!

”Take back what I said earlier; you’re not at all sensible. Your gaze is challenging me.”

”Hmm.”

”Bold enough to respond, huh?”

”Do you know what punishment a girl who barges into the boys’ dormitory will face?”

Upon hearing that Little Taotie might be punished, Hua Jinyan’s ears perked up instantly, filled with worry.

”Let me tell you, the last little girl was quite unlucky, had to copy ten books of scriptures, write a ten-thousand-word reflection, and run ten laps around the field every day for a hundred days.”

Hua Jinyan was silent for a moment.

Copy scriptures?

That seems to be no challenge for Little Taotie.

She had been obsessed with practicing calligraphy recently, so even if she wasn’t punished, she would end up doing it.

A ten-thousand-word reflection?

Also no big deal; before the exams, she wrote twenty five-hundred-word essays a day to improve her writing score.

Running ten laps... seems to be less of a problem too; she’s always so energetic, as if she never runs out of strength. If she does, she can just eat an Evil Spirit Chocolate to recharge.

”It seems you’re not too worried about her.”

”Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, she can’t have sugar, snacks, or fruit, and her meals will be strictly controlled, only allowing very bland food, similar to a diabetic’s diet.”

Hua Jinyan: ”...”

This might not be an issue for others, at most like dieting, but for Little Taotie, compared to copying scriptures, running, and writing reflections, this is lethal!

Hua Jinyan said solemnly, ”I’m willing to be punished for her.”

”Hehe, you’re quite the hero! Trying to rescue the damsel in distress? Too bad, you’re in trouble yourself!”

”Do you know what punishment you will face?”

”Whatever.”

Hua Jinyan didn’t swing his little short legs or arms like Little Taotie.

He knew that because of the height difference, he couldn’t reach the opponent even if he stretched out his hands and feet, so he kept still, letting the opponent hold him.

”You seem pretty sensible.” The dormitory uncle laughed, but the laughter sounded insidious.

Hua Jinyan lifted his eyelids, glanced at him, then lowered them again.

Hua Jinyan was silent for a moment.

Copy scriptures?

Seems not challenging for Little Taotie.