Chapter 32 The Madman "had his tubes tied long ago."

Fu Huaizhi rubbed her neck until it bled, the smell of blood exploding in the air, then being scalded into powder.

Song Luoyun thought that if she had more confidence, she would definitely raise her hand and slap Fu Huaizhi hard.

The car door was finally able to be pushed open. Song Luoyun clutched her chest and hurriedly ran upstairs.

Fu Huaizhi didn't follow, and she breathed a sigh of relief, then wrapped herself tightly in the blankets again.

In the following days, she kept looking for a way to get rid of Fu Huaizhi.

They went abroad, changed their names, and left without a word.

These are all she can think of.

But she still has her studies to attend and doesn't have the means to go abroad. Even her opportunity to study at Peking University was given to her by him, so it seems she is completely dependent on him.

Lately, Song Luoyun doesn't want to go home even after get off work. She has run out of things to talk about with Fu Huaizhi. The way he looks at her is like a wild beast, filled with desire and the only fighting spirit to devour her.

Fu Huaizhi pushed a planning document in front of her, covered with dense text and pictures. She glanced at it and then heard him say, "Take a look at the format of our wedding."

Song Luoyun merely glanced at it, without flipping through the pages or saying a word.

Fu Huaizhi turned and left, unusually avoiding any argument about the matter, but he made it clear how strong her desire to get married was.

The wedding was decorated entirely according to the woman's preferences, with a waterfall of flowers, seagulls, and a church by the sea.

He felt that he had already considered her thoughts enough.

Song Luoyun held the proposal in her hand, resisting the urge to throw it in the trash.

...

I saw Fu Zeming again at the foot of the Fu Building.

He didn't have a pass to enter the office building, so he stood downstairs waiting for her, watching everyone who passed by.

Upon seeing her, he immediately went up to her and asked eagerly, "Are you getting married?"

He spoke loudly, which always attracted onlookers. Song Luoyun didn't want to talk to him anymore and quickly passed through the crowded area.

“The entire Fu family is preparing for my eldest brother’s wedding, but Luo Yun, you can’t marry him. They’re all using you,” Fu Zeming said anxiously.

“My affairs are none of your business,” Song Luoyun said resolutely.

“No, you don’t know their purpose.” Fu Zeming followed up with her, speaking quickly, “The marriage was spread by Grandpa. He was testing my brother’s attitude, and he just used this as a pretext to marry you. Don’t fall into their trap.”

"You don't need to say anything, I know what I'm doing," Song Luoyun said irritably.

Fu Zeming grew increasingly anxious: "If you didn't, you shouldn't have been with my older brother."

“The Fu family is a very deep place, and no one can escape unscathed. My mother is a typical example.”

Song Luoyun was not interested in what he was saying and quickened her pace.

Fu Zeming spoke forcefully: "You know my mother, Liu Yi, a professor in your field, is his father."

She stopped.

Professor Liu Yi had no children, and his later years were particularly lonely. Song Luoyun once saw a family photo hidden in his office desk; the girl in the photo had a bright smile, but some people said she had committed suicide.

“Liu Yi is my grandfather, but he has never had any dealings with the Fu family. It was because of the Fu family that my mother was ruined,” Fu Zeming said slowly. “She was once a student at Peking University and won a gold medal in an international competition. She should have had a bright future, but she met my father. She thought she had found love, but he was just a slacker who got into Peking University through connections.”

That woman was very simple-minded, deeply in love and unable to extricate herself, and was willing to give up everything to marry Fu Sheng.

Liu Yi tried to persuade her many times, but she wouldn't listen, thinking that the Fu family was paradise. However, after the marriage, she discovered that it was a place worse than hell.

"After marriage, my mother could no longer pursue her beloved career. In the first year after her marriage, only my eldest brother was left. In the following seven years, she gave birth to five children, and even when she passed away, she was still pregnant."

"But you know what, the first thing my dad did after she died was to take her back to the operating room and cut the baby out of her belly."

Fu Zeming didn't have many memories of his mother. It wasn't until he grew up and heard others mention her that he learned she was a very cheerful person. He had never seen her smile, only her dim pupils and pale face.

“So Luo Yun, I can’t let you become like my mother, and I never intended for you to follow in her footsteps!” Fu Zeming said.

Song Luoyun recalled a time when they were in the lab discussing Professor Liu Yi's daughter. They said that since the professor and his wife were both very good-looking, their daughter must be very beautiful. The professor was displeased and said coldly, "Looks are the most useless thing. We should have cut her face back then."

They all thought he was joking, and instead said, "Professor, you are so heartless, how could you do this to your own daughter?"

At that time, they didn't know that cutting their daughter's face was more bearable than losing her.

"She must be in so much pain," Song Luoyun said softly, uttering slowly.

Fu Zeming paused for a moment: "I have never met anyone who has married into the Fu family and dares to say that they do not regret it."

Song Luoyun lowered her eyes, her gaze dim: "I understand, you don't need to tell me any more of this."

Fu Zeming didn't chase after her any further. He knew Song Luoyun's personality; she was strong-willed and had goals. She wouldn't allow herself to become that kind of person.

He believed she would break free.

...

Song Luoyun went straight back to school.

Liu Yi's words last time had a profound impact on her, but she didn't understand them then. Now that she understands his predicament, she feels she should talk to him about it.

Liu Yi is still in the office. Having lost their daughter, they dedicate most of their time to work, practically making the office their home.

Song Luoyun knocked and entered. Liu Yi only glanced up briefly but ignored her.

Being treated like this by the person closest to her, Song Luoyun's throat tightened a little, and she said softly, "Professor Liu, I'm sorry, I only just found out that your daughter is Fu Huaizhi's mother."

As if a long-buried, calm string in his heart had been plucked, Liu Yi paused in writing and put it down.

"I need to apologize for anything," he said calmly.

He reacted in this way many times when talking about his daughter, mostly sighing and unable to let go.

As if confiding in someone, Song Luoyun told him everything about her relationship with Fu Huaizhi.

After listening, Liu Yi didn't react for a long time. Then she placed her hand on the photo frame and gently rubbed it. The photo was hidden in the drawer, but it had been taken out and placed in a conspicuous place at some point.

“We’ve tried to persuade her many times, but that silly girl just won’t understand,” Liu Yi said. “The Fu family isn’t an ordinary place; once you step in, you can’t get out. But she says no, she can be the one to change the whole family. Don’t you think she’s ridiculous?”

He sighed deeply and said again, "So don't blame me for being harsh. Back then, we couldn't wake her up no matter how much we scolded her, and we didn't expect to make you understand either."

“No, I’ve been perfectly clear-headed,” Song Luoyun said. “I just don’t know how to handle this.”

She laid out all her concerns; she was truly desperate, and the only person she could turn to for help was Liu Yi.

Liu Yi's gaze fell on a corner where countless unopened packages lay, all sent by Fu Huaizhi.

Although he was the culprit who caused his daughter's death, Liu Yi often thought that he was the most caring person in the entire Fu family.

"You have absolutely no feelings for him?" Liu Yi asked.

Song Luoyun nodded.

Not even a little bit.

Liu Yi's expression relaxed, relieved that she had prevented her daughter's incident from happening again.

“But I can’t leave him,” Song Luoyun said.

Liu Yi remained silent for a long time, staring at the clock opposite him, and sighed again.

"It's good that you have this idea, I'll help you."

...

After leaving school.

Song Luoyun realized that she had missed Fu Huaizhi's call again, but she pretended not to see it and deleted the message.

Actually, she didn't have the habit of turning on her phone's notification sound at all. It was just that Fu Huaizhi couldn't accept her not replying to messages. Ever since she moved out of his place last time, she had turned the sound off and never wanted to turn it on again.

After taking another birth control pill, he reluctantly returned to his residence, turned on the lights, stood in front of the French windows, held a wine glass, and looked outside.

She knew that she could not escape his oppression again.

She walked silently towards the bedroom, and as she expected, a voice came from behind her: "Where did you go?"

“School,” she said.

"And before that?" Fu Huaizhi slowly turned around, placing his hands on the island platform. "Who did you meet?"

He knew everything about her, so she had no need to hide it from him: "Fu Zeming."

"Oh?" Fu Huaizhi raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised. "What did you talk about?"

"We talked about his mother."

Fu Huaizhi looked at her for a while before speaking: "Continue."

He said his mother was a very capable woman, but her talent was diminished after she married into the Fu family.

“He’s quite sentimental,” Fu Huaizhi laughed. “How would you answer that?”

“I didn’t say anything,” Song Luoyun said.

"Is he using this person as an example to make you refuse to marry me?" Fu Huaizhi saw through her.

Song Luoyun: "Mm."

"What are you thinking?" Fu Huaizhi moved closer to her, his voice growing louder.

"Do you think that's my purpose too, to lure you into the Fu family, use your womb, and turn you into a breeding machine?"

Song Luoyun looked at him wearily.

These words, spoken by him, conveyed a different attitude.

"Speak." Fu Huaizhi had lost all patience.

Song Luoyun hardened her heart: "Isn't that what you think too?"

Fu Huaizhi stopped in his tracks.

I countered by asking her, "Should I think that way?"

Song Luoyun frowned.

"Do you think that if I really needed you, I would let you stand here safely?" Fu Huaizhi took another step forward.

Song Luoyun instinctively grabbed the bedroom door with both hands, looking for a foothold.

“But I regret it. I should have locked you up and used you day and night, gotten you pregnant. That way you would have been more obedient and would never have been able to leave,” Fu Huaizhi said with a smile.

Her words stung Song Luoyun's nerves, her nails digging into her flesh. She said, "What's the difference between what you're doing now and what you described? Haven't you been locking me up all this time? Don't you want me to get pregnant? You're clearly so filthy, don't try to make it sound so nice."

Fu Huaizhi's gaze triggered a malicious fission, and everything in its path began to decay and deteriorate.

"Am I dirty?" he repeated incredulously.

Song Luoyun shook off his hand that was holding hers: "Yes, you're really dirty! But unfortunately, I'm not someone you can control. I can't get pregnant; I've been taking birth control pills!"

Fu Huaizhi's lips curled into a smile: "Take medicine? So you never noticed, I switched your medicine a long time ago."

"You!" Song Luoyun's brows furrowed tightly, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

Physiological nausea spread again, my internal organs churned incessantly, and even my breath became disjointed.

Fu Huaizhi watched with satisfaction as she looked at her fearful expression.

"But you still won't get pregnant, do you know why?"

He drew closer, a playful glint in his eyes.

He whispered in her ear, "Because I had my tubal ligated a long time ago."

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Author's note: Fu Huaizhi: If you knew that I got a tubal ligation for my wife and then switched her birth control pills, and that she misunderstood me, you would feel sorry for me.