Chapter 110 Shen Jin will never escape!

Yan Yu paused in his rush, frowning. He never imagined that Shen Jin would point a knife at him, and now it was unfolding before his eyes, leaving Yan Yu with mixed feelings.

He knew that Shen Jin was still in a mentally impaired state and hated his actions because of the blood draw. He had not forgiven him yet and had been brought here by him, which had aggravated him.

So he tried his best not to argue and said calmly, "Be good, listen to me, okay? Holding a knife will hurt you. You just need to rest now. Don't make a fuss, okay?"

But no matter what he said, it was useless now. Shen Jin was wary of him like a thief, and feared him like a venomous snake. He immediately brandished the sharp fruit knife in his hand and roared, "Get out of here! Get out of here! Get out of here right now!!"

The housekeeper, disturbed by the commotion outside, rushed out. Seeing the scene of knives pointed at each other, she turned deathly pale and cried out, "What's happening! What's happening! Calm down, everyone!"

Seeing Shen Jin's bloodshot eyes, Yan Yu knew that further words would be useless, so he glanced at the aunt and said coldly, "Go away and stop talking nonsense!"

The other person immediately fell silent, only trembling slightly as they anxiously watched the two people in the hall.

Yan Yu took a deep breath and asked Shen Jin, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Shen Jin retreated step by step, knife in hand, his voice hoarse from shouting, his throat seemingly aching. He roared recklessly, "Let me leave!"

This was his only thought at that moment, and that was all he had.

"You're leaving?" Yan Yu looked at him with a stern face. "Do you know where you are right now? Do you know where you're going after you leave here? Do you know how to leave this place? Or are you going to go out and fend for yourself!"

He initially intended to coax Shen Jin, but somehow he started to get annoyed as the conversation progressed because of Shen Jin's attitude, his tendency to want to leave him at the drop of a hat...

This deeply wounded Yan Yu's heart, making him somewhat unable to control himself. Therefore, when his emotions ran high, his temper naturally became difficult to manage.

Shen Jin was stumped by his question. He truly didn't know where he was. He was in an unfamiliar place. What could he do after leaving here? Where could he go? How could he contact other people?

"Get out of my way!" In the moment of Shen Jin's distraction, Yan Yu tried to come over and grab him again, which startled Shen Jin. He immediately brandished the knife in his hand, "Even if I don't know, it's still better than staying by your side!"

Yan Yu's eyes darkened, and his tone turned cold: "You hate being by my side that much? You're so eager to leave me? Even if you're left to fend for yourself outside, you wouldn't want to stay by my side, would you?! Do you hate me that much?!"

When Yan Yu shouted those words, his eyes were slightly red, and his voice trembled, perhaps from anger, which startled Shen Jin. However, he still gritted his teeth and said, "That's right! I just don't want to stay by your side! Absolutely not!"

Although Shen Jin's voice trembled, his words were firm and powerful, and his thoughts were very resolute. In particular, his eyes were piercing and piercing, which were completely unfamiliar to Yan Yu, as if he were dealing with an enemy.

Taking advantage of Yan Yu's momentary daze, Shen Jin gripped the fruit knife in his hand and staggered towards the door. But he hadn't gone far when Yan Yu reacted and grabbed his arm from behind: "Don't go!"

"Get out of my way!" Shen Jin roared, swinging the fruit knife in his hand recklessly. Yan Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, and the sharp knife almost sliced ​​through his face! It nearly disfigured him!

Fortunately, he quickly leaned back to dodge Shen Jin's slashing blade, instinctively using his arm to block it. The sharp blade sliced ​​across his arm, leaving a bloody gash, and blood immediately gushed out.

The blood gushing from his arm splattered onto Shen Jin's pale face, emitting a bloody smell that made him slightly dazed, staring blankly ahead.

He didn't really intend to do anything bad with the knife at first, but when people lose control of their emotions, they often do many inappropriate things.

The pain in his arm made Yan Yu gasp slightly. He was somewhat taken aback, because he thought that no matter what, Shen Jin wouldn't hurt him with a knife. Yet now, in order to leave his side, he was actually willing to do this...

Yan Yu stared at the blood gushing from his arm, his face contorting into a terrifying grimace. His expression shifted between anger and rage as he gritted his teeth and forced out a few words: "Very good! Very good!"

These words were squeezed out from between his teeth, as if he wanted to crush them, sending chills down one's spine and making one feel a coldness run through their body.

Then Yan Yu suddenly grabbed Shen Jin's hand, like a persistent demon, and told him through gritted teeth, "I'm telling you, Shen Jin, don't even think about it! You'll never escape in your entire life!"

He spoke these words with such conviction, as if he had made up his mind, so resolute and determined, as if no matter how much Shen Jin struggled, it would be in vain.

These words made Shen Jin freeze. Then, ignoring the pain in his arm, Yan Yu pulled him over, dodged the fruit knife in his hand and threw it aside, then hoisted Shen Jin up and carried him back to the room despite his struggles.

"You bastard! Let me go! Let me go!" Shen Jin punched and kicked his shoulder, his voice trembling with sobs. "Please! Let me go, let me leave..."

Unfortunately, no matter how heartbroken Shen Jin was, Yan Yu didn't take it to heart. He only knew that Shen Jin was constantly trying to leave him and escape from him, so he was even more opposed to it.

He carried Shen Jin back to his room, threw him on the bed, and then dialed a number, simply instructing, "Prepare a pair of handcuffs and leg irons for me, and make sure the chains are long."

Shen Jin, who had been thrown onto the bed, suddenly turned deathly pale: "You... what do you want to do?"

Yan Yu hung up the phone and looked at his pale face: "You wanted to escape, didn't you? Then I'll lock you up and see how you escape now! Where do you think you can run to this time!"

"You...you're insane!" Shen Jin's voice trembled slightly. "What right do you have! What right do you have!"

He was so anxious he was about to cry, and he was terrified, unable to understand what this madman Yan Yu was trying to do.

The next day, the handcuffs and leg irons that Yan Yu had ordered arrived. With Shen Jin looking shocked and desperate, Yan Yu pulled him over without a second thought, put the leg irons on him, and locked him to the headboard.

The anklets were exceptionally long, allowing him to move freely within the room but preventing him from leaving. Furthermore, the anklets were extremely tight, making it impossible to break free unless Shen Jin decided he didn't want his legs anymore…

That evening, the housekeeper heard intermittent crying coming from the upstairs room. The crying was filled with sorrow and despair, and was extremely desolate. It only stopped when the voice became hoarse and he could no longer cry out.

Yan Yu had never heard of this before, clearly indicating that he was determined.

Early in the morning, the aunt brought him food to his room as usual. However, when she opened the door, she was shocked by Shen Jin's appearance. He looked terrible, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, and he was lying on the cold floor with a deathly expression on his face.

"Oh dear!" The aunt was startled, thinking something had happened to him, and quickly put the food on the table. "Young Master Shen...you...what's wrong?"

Shen Jin glanced at her with unfocused eyes, then moved his body, intending to get up, but when he touched the hard shackles on his legs, he suddenly fell silent and didn't say a word.

The aunt tried to say more to him, but he didn't reply. He still looked like he was about to die, without any life.

After hearing this, Yan Yu simply frowned, fed him a simple meal, and tried to comfort him. However, at this moment, his attempts to comfort him were like cutting with a knife, having no effect whatsoever and only causing Shen Jin more pain.

A week passed in the blink of an eye, and Shen Jin stopped eating and his mental state deteriorated. Although Yan Yu felt sorry for him, he still wouldn't allow him to leave.

Not only that, Yan Yu went out that night to meet a friend and drank quite a bit of alcohol. When he came back, he was a little drunk. After hearing that Shen Jin wasn't eating, he brought some food to his room, trying to coax him and feed him.

"Get out." However, Shen Jin only repeated this word over and over again, unwilling to say a single other word to Yan Yu.

Yan Yu, slightly intoxicated, grew impatient. He frowned and lowered his voice, "You'll starve if you don't eat, stop messing around, okay?"

With a "smack," Shen Jin threw the things he had brought to the ground, sat down to one side, curled up in a ball, ignored everyone, and his eyes were dull and lifeless.

Yan Yu was a little angry. He grabbed his arm and shouted, "Shen Jin!"

Shen Jin shook off his hand, but because he shook it off too hard, he accidentally pulled down his clothes, revealing half of his snow-white body. Shen Jin didn't pay much attention at first, but Yan Yu, who was drunk next to him, swallowed hard when he saw it.

He suddenly pulled Shen Jin close, pressed his head down, and kissed his lips deeply.

A chill ran through Shen Jin, and he tried to struggle, but it was all in vain. It was of no use and only fueled Yan Yu's sadistic desires.

“Disgusting…” Shen Jin uttered these two words expressionlessly, his whole body trembling with fear, and an even more desperate thought welled up in his mind.

As Yan Yu pressed him against the headboard and tore his clothes, Shen Jin stared indifferently at his face, his voice hoarse: "I hate you..."

Yan Yu's heart sank, but fueled by alcohol, he possessed him without restraint, biting hard on his neck: "Hate me, huh... Even so, I will not let you leave me."

Shen Jin stared blankly at the ceiling, a single tear silently rolling down his cheek.

He felt once again, deeply that living in this world was so tiring...