I Want to Transform You.

"Training?" Luo Wei was taken aback as he looked around puzzled.

The maids had all gathered around him, surrounding him in the middle.

And the head maid silently presented...

A whip?

Luo Wei's eyes widened in shock.

Ophelia giggled softly as she gently took the whip, her light-colored eyes scanning him up and down.

Luo Wei trembled under her increasingly heated gaze.

Good grief, they've brought out a whip...

What's next - candles, straitjackets, and ball gags?

In broad daylight, right here in the hall, with all these young maids watching - was Ophelia some kind of pervert?

This was getting way out of hand.

"Um... Ophelia."

Luo Wei glanced awkwardly at the surrounding maids. "This kind of couple's play... couldn't it wait until tonight?"

Seeing no change in Ophelia's expression, he lowered his voice further.

"If you really must do this during the day... we could at least go inside and close the door..."

"There are so many people watching... don't tell me you want them to join in too?"

At his words, all the maids' faces turned red.

Ophelia burst out laughing.

Luo Wei grew even more confused, not knowing what she was up to.

After finishing her laugh, Ophelia gave Luo Wei a disapproving glare.

"What are you thinking? Is your mind filled with nothing but dirty thoughts?"

"I'm perfectly proper!" Luo Wei immediately emphasized, "I'm a proper gentleman!"

"If anything..." he glanced silently at the whip in Ophelia's hand. She was the one not being direct, saying things like 'training' - wasn't she deliberately misleading people?

Ophelia sneered, "So it's my fault? You see this thing and immediately think of such filthy acts - have you done these kinds of things with those women at the old mansion?"

"What are you imagining?!" Luo Wei hurriedly stopped her, afraid her wild suspicions would cause her corruption level to spike again.

Ophelia rolled her eyes dramatically and crossed her arms with a cold snort.

Listening to their amusing exchange, the head maid kept her head down, her shoulders slightly shaking - the motion of someone trying hard not to laugh.

Only now did Luo Wei have time to examine her carefully.

This head maid was the same one whose head he had cut off on that first reset night, the one who could still talk without her head. However, it had been too dark that night, which was why he hadn't recognized her immediately just now.

Luo Wei quickly looked away, but at the same time, a doubt arose in his mind.

Being able to survive decapitation - was she some kind of supernatural creature too?

But what made him even more suspicious was that this maid's expression was completely normal now, she could even laugh at his jokes, completely unlike her stiff and eerie demeanor that night.

It seemed that strange changes occurred in this manor when night fell.

Night again...

Ophelia, unaware of his thoughts, clapped her hands lightly, and other maids brought forward more items.

There was a saddle, stirrups, and boots.

"You're going to..." Luo Wei frowned at her.

Ophelia explained to him impatiently, "Caroline was once a nobleman's daughter. From today on, she will teach you noble etiquette, starting with the most difficult - horseback riding."

"Noble etiquette?" Luo Wei was stunned.

"Yes." Ophelia nodded matter-of-factly. She looked at Luo Wei seriously, "Not just horseback riding, but also deportment and speech, morning dress, evening dress, dining etiquette, dancing..."

"Wait, wait..." Luo Wei was confused by this long list.

"You want to train me as a nobleman? I'm just a nouveau riche's son, why burden me with all these rules..."

"What do you think?" She let out a soft snort and walked up to Luo Wei.

Her fair hand caressed his cheek as her light eyes took on a deep crimson hue.

"I'm going to transform you."

"Inside and out, I will transform you completely."

"I will transform you into the most perfect man in this world, the one most worthy of me."

Listening to her domineering declaration, Luo Wei sighed helplessly.

"And then what... marriage?"

Ophelia nodded, "Yes."

Luo Wei grew even more helpless, "You don't really think that transforming me into that kind of person will make me worthy of marrying you, do you... Eloping with me might be more realistic than trying to make me a nobleman. What are you thinking... The gap between our social standings is too great..."

"That doesn't matter!" Ophelia's voice suddenly turned cold.

"Whoever opposes us, I'll kill them."

Her low voice was filled with murderous intent.

"What about your father..." Luo Wei asked.

"I'll deal with him," Ophelia said.

Seeing Luo Wei still looking unconvinced, she added firmly: "Trust me, no one can stop me. Since that afternoon four years ago when you helped me escape, I knew—"

Ophelia stared intently into Luo Wei's eyes, "You are mine. This is a fact that no force in existence can change."

Luo Wei was deeply shaken by Ophelia's determination.

He smiled bitterly, both helpless and troubled.

How could he have known that his casual action to complete a chapter would bring such huge trouble to his future self...

This wasn't love, was it? This was more like a twisted obsession... Would someone who truly loves another be so inconsiderate of their feelings?

Luo Wei was forcefully led by the adamant Ophelia out of the hall to the stables behind the manor.

A beautiful black stallion was led over by the maid Caroline.

"I know what you're thinking..." Ophelia leaned close to Luo Wei's ear, her voice as ethereal as a devil's whisper.

"You can't escape. Stop thinking about it and instead imagine our future together."

The black stallion's reins were handed to Luo Wei, and he looked at her again.

Ophelia said with a smile: "For your first time riding, you must learn to overcome fear. Don't be afraid of falling, go on, my gentleman."

What else could Luo Wei say?

"Alright then..."

So, under Caroline's guidance, he slowly stepped onto the swaying stirrup.

Silently watching that nervous figure in the riding arena who nearly fell several times, Ophelia's smile returned to her face, her expression softening.

The sounds from the riding arena startled a flock of birds into the sky.

Ophelia watched those birds, becoming somewhat lost in thought.

When that girl, trapped in a thick cocoon of ice and living a numb life like a puppet, first saw the real sky...

From that moment, she knew their fates would be forever intertwined...

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