At that moment, Liu Ruyan looked like an electrocuted rabbit, her legs uncontrollably shaking and tap-dancing. Only when Chu Linyuan released the button did she collapse onto the ground like a puppet with severed strings.

"Not bad today." The man ruffled the top of her head, using a tone of voice one might use to praise a pet. In her mind, Liu Ruyan cursed his entire family tree eight hundred times over—this pervert's happiness was built entirely on her nerve pain!

She panted rapidly, feeling every nerve ending in her body tap-dancing. When Chu Linyuan's slender, jade-like hand landed on her head, she almost reflexively bit him—this pervert was actually petting her like a dog! And saying "not bad" on top of it?

You call this not bad?! Should I present you with a "Sadist of the Year" award? She stared at the man's gleaming shoe tips, mentally ranting like a madwoman. At that moment, her mind was taking turns cursing the Chu family ancestors for eighteen generations in eight hundred different dialects, from the Mandarin "I fuck your grandpa" to the Cantonese "ding nei go fai"[[t11js9]] to the Sichuanese "xian ren ban ban,"[[czee8x]] wishing she could host a dialect cursing expo in her brain.

This pervert is definitely using me as a human conductor experiment! She gritted her teeth in her heart, saying she did well today? The fact that I was electrocuted into doing a robot dance is considered doing well? Every nerve ending was protesting, but what angered her the most was—her body had actually formed a conditioned reflex under the "training" of the electric current.

The sound of Chu Linyuan's leather shoes approached, and she subconsciously curled up her body. This instinctive fear response made her hate herself even more.

Liu Ruyan, oh, Liu Ruyan, weren't you known as a straight-as-an-arrow man in your past life? How have you become as timid as a trained pet? Her nails dug deeply into her palm; this sense of humiliation was even more unbearable than the electric shock.

Her legs were still trembling uncontrollably, muscles spasming in a memory of the electric shocks. Liu Ruyan suddenly recalled a science article she had read in her previous life: electroshock therapy establishes conditioned reflexes through pain. So now she was Pavlov's dog, and Chu Linyuan was that bell-ringing psychopath?

The ancestors who said "love is between the legs" definitely never got electrocuted! This is clearly "torture is between the legs"! Right now, she couldn't even bring her knees together, let alone clamp her legs shut, looking like an overturned turtle.

"The wedding date is set." Chu Linyuan suddenly dropped a bombshell. "If you're naughty again..." He produced a metal collar from who-knows-where, something that looked like the prized possession of a sex shop, "...we'll have to upgrade your equipment."

When Chu Linyuan mentioned "wedding date," Liu Ruyan was trying to prop herself up with her arms. The words made her elbow buckle, and she hit the floor with a "thud." Wedding?! This was a countdown to execution! She could already picture herself walking the red carpet wearing an LED collar...

The LED lights flashing on the collar spelled out "Mrs. Chu" in a way that nearly blinded her—this wasn't a wedding; it was a marital version of the horror film *Saw*!

This is it, I'm doomed! She finally understood firsthand that "scared stiff" wasn't just a figure of speech—she was like overcooked noodles, all her strength to even crawl gone. Could that collar really have some perverted function? Like, automatically electrocuting her if her heart rate got too high? Or worse... turning her wedding night into a night of electric shocks?

The scariest part was that she found herself seriously contemplating: which would be more painful, being electrocuted or sleeping with Chu Linyuan? The thought made her want to travel back in time and beat the crap out of her younger self, who was obsessed with domineering CEO novels—see what happens when you're always shouting "Electrify me, hubby"? This is your retribution!

Her eyes were glued to the gold-stamped date on the invitation, as if it were a death countdown. Her throat tightened, and even breathing became difficult.

No way... this kind of marriage is just legalized kidnapping! She thought of those birds locked in golden cages; at least the birds didn't have to wear wedding dresses and parade around in their cages!

The most terrifying thing was that she found herself seriously considering the question of "whether wearing running shoes on the wedding day would make it easier to escape." This absurd survival instinct made her want to both cry and laugh.

"Next time you run…" Chu Linyuan's leather shoe gently lifted her chin, "it won't be this gentle."

Gentle?! She almost laughed out loud. What misunderstanding do you have about gentleness? But her body trembled honestly, betraying her stubbornness.

Liu Ruyan realized with despair that in this survival game of hellish difficulty, her soul and body were slowly splitting apart. One was screaming in resistance, while the other was shamefully adapting to this twisted relationship…