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“Yes. Anything.”
Liu Feifei simply let go and collapsed onto the ground.
Right in front of Lin Fan, she reached back and untied the last remaining strap of her bikini.
The fabric slipped away.
She bared herself to the firelight without reservation.
Even with a few smudges of dirt, it couldn’t hide her perfect shape.
Liu Feifei bit her lower lip, her eyes showing a reckless, all-or-nothing madness.
“Outside, I’m a big star. One dinner engagement costs millions.”
“Here, I’m yours.”
She braced her hands behind her and stretched her body out completely, showing herself off in her most alluring pose.
“Lin Fan, don’t you like watching me play the Nine Heavens Goddess?”
“In the show, I’m a goddess high above everyone. Now… I’m your exclusive woman.”
She licked her dry, cracked lips with her tongue.
That extreme contrast — dragging a goddess down from her altar — in this enclosed, warm cave, was like a deadly poison.
Lin Fan’s breathing grew heavier.
In his vision, the omniscient prompt flashed wildly.
[Target: Liu Feifei.]
[Status: Extreme hunger and thirst. Attempting to trade her body for long-term survival security.]
[Hidden trait: Deeply scheming. Once out of danger, she may turn on you at any moment.]
Lin Fan’s mind was clear.
The more beautiful a woman was, the better she was at deceiving people.
But so what?
Here, he had absolute superiority in force, and absolute control over survival resources.
A snake with its fangs pulled was just a high-end toy.
The instinct he had suppressed for twenty-four years, in this lawless place, on this island with no moral constraints at all, completely broke free of its cage.
Lin Fan stepped forward.
He grabbed Liu Feifei by the hair and forced her to raise her head.
“Ah…” Liu Feifei cried out in pain, a flash of fear in her eyes, but more excitement than anything else.
As long as he was willing to touch her, she would survive.
“Want to stay?” Lin Fan looked down at her.
“I want to…” Liu Feifei, forced to raise her head, arched even more.
“Then show me some sincerity.”
He sat back down beside the fire.
Liu Feifei froze for a second, then understood instantly.
Without any hesitation, without even a trace of a star’s reserve, she crawled over on her hands and knees.
Her arms hooked around Lin Fan’s neck.
The firelight flickered.
The temperature inside the cave seemed to keep rising.
Lin Fan leaned back against the rock wall and closed his eyes.
Feeling the nation’s first love taking the initiative.
An unprecedented sense of control completely overwhelmed him.
In civilized society, he hadn’t even been worthy of looking at a woman like this.
And now, she was in front of him, doing everything she could to please him.
This was the taste of power.
This was the charm of the law of survival.
“Mmm…”
…
In the corner of the cave, Song Ya, who had been huddled in the shadows all along, felt as if she’d been struck by lightning, completely stunned.
She was still wrapped in her torn white shirt, both hands pressed tightly over her mouth, afraid of making even the slightest sound and disturbing this extremely crazy scene before her.
The firelight danced, casting Liu Feifei’s exaggeratedly curved silhouette onto the rock wall, rising and falling with her movements, forming a visually shocking picture.
Song Ya’s eyes widened, her mind completely blank.
That was Liu Feifei!
The cold, aloof, otherworldly Nine Heavens Goddess on screen!
The white moonlight in countless teenagers’ hearts, the nation’s first love whom even the company’s executives felt unworthy of mentioning!
Just at noon today, on the cruise ship, Song Ya had personally seen a rich second-generation heir worth over a hundred million queue for half an hour like a servant just to toast Liu Feifei, only to receive an extremely perfunctory fake smile in return.
But now?
On this deserted devil island, where even basic survival conditions didn’t exist, this goddess high above everyone was clinging to Lin Fan without any shame, kissing an intern who earned only three thousand yuan a month with all her skill, even with a fawning eagerness to please him!
Song Ya watched Liu Feifei’s practiced movements, watched her deliberately press herself against Lin Fan in alluring ways to cater to him, and Song Ya’s entire worldview collapsed in that moment.
Morality? Dignity? Reserve?
In this lawless place with no rescue, in the face of extreme hunger and cold, those things were worth less than a pile of rotten wood for warmth!
Lin Fan leaned against the rock wall, his eyes half-closed, his gaze passing over Liu Feifei and landing on Song Ya, who was trembling in the corner.
“You. Get out.”
Lin Fan’s voice was like shooing away an annoying fly. “Go guard outside the cave entrance.”
Song Ya jolted all over and suddenly raised her head, her face full of disbelief.
Get out?
Outside right now, a force-four or five sea wind was blowing, and the temperature had long since dropped below ten degrees!
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Leaving this warm campfire to stand guard at that drafty cave entrance — what was the difference between that and asking her to die?
“Lin… Lin Fan…” Song Ya’s voice trembled, her eyes instantly reddening, big tears welling up. “It’s too cold outside… I… I’ll freeze to death…”
As she spoke, she subconsciously shuffled a little closer to the fire.
Lin Fan’s brow furrowed slightly, his eyes instantly turning cold.
On this island, he didn’t need to be reasonable, and he didn’t need sympathy.
He only cared about value.
Liu Feifei could give him extreme physical pleasure, so she could stay by the fire.
And Song Ya, apart from having a stunning figure and a pitiful face, had done nothing so far.
Besides, he had no interest in putting on a show for an audience.
“I don’t want to say it a second time.” Lin Fan tapped his knee lightly with his fingers. “Either get out and guard, or go back down to the beach and breathe that poisonous smoke with Wang Qiang and the others.”
Song Ya trembled all over in fright, and the image of the people below on the beach, wailing as they were smoked by the thick smoke, immediately flashed through her mind.
She didn’t want to go down!
The instinct to survive, and her greed for warmth, completely defeated the last shred of workplace morality and savior mentality in her heart at that moment.
If Liu Feifei could do it, why couldn’t she?
In terms of figure, although she was just an intern, her exaggerated hourglass shape was absolutely no worse than Liu Feifei’s, and in some places even fuller and more upright!
“Lin Fan! Don’t drive me away!” Song Ya panicked, grabbing the collar of her shirt with both hands. “As long as you let me stay by the fire… if you want… I… I can do it too!”
After she said that, her cheeks instantly flushed bright red, all the way down to the roots of her neck.
She closed her eyes, her trembling hands about to undo the few remaining buttons on her shirt.
But before Lin Fan could speak, Liu Feifei stopped what she was doing.
She turned around, and her beautiful face instantly twisted into something ferocious.
Protecting one’s food was an instinct in all female animals.
In this cave, Lin Fan’s favor was the only survival resource.
This prize she, Liu Feifei, had only just managed to secure — how could she possibly let some wild girl who appeared out of nowhere take a share of it?
“What are you? Do you think you’re worthy of fighting me for a man?”
Liu Feifei stood up straight from the ground, not even bothering to cover herself, and pointed at Song Ya’s nose, cursing her out, towering over her.
Those originally pure, large eyes of hers were now full of lofty contempt and disdain, as if she had turned back into that untouchable top star on the red carpet.
“Go take a piss and look at yourself in it! A poor intern who can’t even afford brand names dares to act slutty here?”
Liu Feifei sneered repeatedly, her words extremely sharp and cutting. “Outside, the insurance on just my legs is eighty million! Any Hermès bag I casually carry is enough for a bottom-rung workhorse like you to work your whole life! What do you have to compete with me? That cheap street-stall outfit of yours?”
Song Ya’s face went deathly pale from the scolding, tears falling like beads off a broken string.
She was by nature a weak, kind girl. Where had she ever encountered this kind of entertainment-industry verbal warfare that killed without drawing blood?
“I… I didn’t… I just wanted to warm myself by the fire…” Song Ya retorted pitifully, her voice as thin as silk.
“Want to warm yourself? Then get lost and go down.” Liu Feifei gave her no chance to breathe, pressing forward step by step. “Lin Fan is my man now! He only needs me to serve him! A virgin like you, who hasn’t even held a man’s hand, do you know how to please a man? Do you know how to drive a man wild?”
As Liu Feifei spoke, she deliberately straightened her proud chest, her face full of showing off and provocation. “Get lost! Don’t make me slap you!”
Song Ya was driven into a corner. She looked pleadingly at Lin Fan, hoping this boy who had always seemed honest and simple in the company would say something for her.