Heart for Healing
While Chu Fei rested, her hands never stopped, her fingers lightly brushing over his chin and neck with practiced skill—though the pressure was still a touch too light.
"Lin Juan, how'd you end up working here?"
"Sister He treats us so well," Lin Juan replied, dodging the question.
"Uh... like how?"
Lin Juan's fingers paused for a moment. "She never forces me to entertain clients. Even if a guest requests it, if I'm not willing, she'll turn them away for me... I'm so grateful to her!"
"I get it." Chu Fei nodded. "So, what was that look you were giving me earlier? You want something?"
"I... I wanted to ask if that fat-burning, scar-fading treatment you mentioned would work on... these scars of mine?"
Lin Juan's body trembled faintly. She desperately wanted to know the answer, yet dreaded hearing it—she'd been disappointed far too many times before.
Chu Fei gently removed the towel from his face and glanced at her. "Take off your clothes and let me see..."
Chu Fei had always been curious. Lin Juan didn't strike him as someone from that world—why cover herself in tattoos? But as she stripped bare, the reason became heartbreakingly clear...
Her chest and back were crisscrossed with terrifying whip scars, so grotesque and vicious they seemed the work of the world's cruelest demon, leaving her body a ruined canvas and stripping away her will to live time and again.
The tattoos were meant to hide them, but even so, the ugly marks stood out stark and vivid. Chu Fei could imagine the agony this girl had endured—no wonder she was the most detached of the girls here, competing for nothing, caring for nothing. If she'd already walked through the deepest hell, what else was worth fretting over?
"Come here... let me touch."
After a brief hesitation, Chu Fei reached out toward her body. His fingers traced slowly over the pitted scars, even climbing up to her soft breasts...
What should have been a pair of pretty little doves had been torn apart by deep gashes, twisted into the ugliest shapes imaginable.
Without a second thought, he cupped one and gave it a few firm squeezes. Then Chu Fei closed his eyes, pondering deeply. "I can fix them. But what's the price you'll pay?"
"I... I can pay money..." Lin Juan's face lit up with pure joy at first, but it quickly faded. She knew healing scars like these wouldn't be simple—and based on his earlier rates, she didn't have nearly enough saved up.
"But... I probably don't have enough."
"Money's not enough..." Chu Fei opened his eyes and tilted up her chin. "Fully restoring your body will take a ton of time and a cost so huge you wouldn't believe it. No amount of cash can buy it, and I don't want your money anyway. I want your heart."
"Ah?" Lin Juan's eyes went wide. "You... what did you say?"
"I want your heart!"
Chu Fei stared into her eyes, repeating it firmly. "Now that I'm taking over this place, I want to make it huge. I need people I can count on. Lin Juan, are you willing? To help me wholeheartedly from here on out..."
"I... I am!" Tears poured down Lin Juan's face in an instant as she threw herself onto Chu Fei!
"Heh, alright, alright... don't cry, no crying—hey! Mmm, okay, just one kiss... mmm! Mmm!"
Chu Fei hadn't expected the fragile Lin Juan to erupt with such ferocity. She clamped onto his head, devouring his lips and sucking his tongue with desperate force, as if trying to pull it right into her body. It was hard to believe such power hid in her slender frame.
And Lin Juan kept kissing him fiercely until she was gasping for air, only to lift her tear-blurred eyes moments later. "I'll give you anything—my heart, my body, even my soul... Just promise you'll never abandon me!"
"I swear!"
Gazing at this pitiful girl, Chu Fei couldn't help pulling her close, stroking her back gently. He knew she'd probably misunderstood something deep down, but right now, it didn't matter.
"You've got too many scars, and hardly any meat on you, so it'll take a long time to fix them bit by bit..."
"Mm!" Lin Juan nodded obediently, nestling into his arms. After a while, she pulled back. "Then... shall we continue?"
"Good!"
Then Chu Fei realized he was picking things up fast these days—especially massage techniques. Anything Lin Juan showed him once, he could replicate flawlessly right away...