Chapter 41 Chapter 41 Fang Shimian performed his duties conscientiously...

Fang Shimian watched the two tall, mature men finish their meal dutifully, then sat back on the blanket with satisfaction, silently admiring the small model that he had spent the entire morning to assemble, one-third of which he had just finished.

It is beautiful and exquisite. Fang Shimian plays with it carefully. Although it is still a semi-finished product, he feels a sense of accomplishment.

Not until Qin Liu sat down in front of him did Fang Shimian continue the long process of searching and building.

During this time, Qin Liu kept telling Shi Mian about this.

"you are right."

"No problem."

“Precisely.”

“It’s a good fight.”

The tension in my heart was gradually soothed, and even if mistakes occurred, I no longer felt a strong sense of guilt or fear.

Not long after lunch, Huo Zhongshan left.

The model progress in the afternoon was much faster. Fang Shimian became more and more proficient. After he finished putting together the last glass cover, he placed a silver-gray fighter model in the middle of the carpet. Just as he was about to look up to claim the credit, he discovered that he had been the only one on the carpet for an unknown period of time.

Qin Liu was leaning on the sofa with his legs lazily crossed, watching a soap opera.

Fang Shimian was stunned for a moment, realizing that he had completed the final model without anyone correcting his mistakes.

There are no extra parts on the carpet and nothing is missing from the model.

He assembled a small airplane according to the numbers.

Fang Shimian knelt up, picked up the airplane model, walked to Qin Liu, and placed it on the coffee table, feeling a little reluctant.

"It's done." Fang Shimian looked at Qin Liu with a suggestive look.

Qin Liu sat up slowly, played with the airplane model for a while, and said with a smile: "Today's reward gives you two choices."

Fang Shimian opened his eyes wide.

"The first choice is to go to the movies like yesterday. The second choice," Qin Liu shook the exquisite model in his hand, "this is for you."

Fang Shimian hesitated, staring blankly at the model, "You don't want it anymore?"

Qin Liu smiled and said casually, "This is a gift for buying something. I'm not interested in it, otherwise why would I give it to you and ask you to put it together?"

Hearing this, Fang Shimian quickly raised two fingers to Qin Liu, indicating that he chose the second one. He sincerely said, "I will definitely take good care of it."

Qin Liu was not surprised and laughed.

It’s not that he was stingy and didn’t allow Fang Shimian to watch the movie, it’s just that some people were not happy about it.

After that, although Fang Shimian was not allowed to go out, he played various games with Qin Liu. Huo Jun also came a few times during this period, but he didn't seem to get along well with Qin Liu. He didn't want Fang Shimian and Qin Liu to stay together, and kept interrupting their games. Later, Qin Liu became impatient and talked to him alone, and Huo Jun stopped making trouble.

Qin Liu's games gradually became competitive, and later Fang Shimian could even compete with Qin Liu in Minesweeper or Sudoku, and he basically always won.

He is sensitive to numbers.

Just because of his carelessness on the math test papers when he was a child, his parents repeatedly beat and scolded him for those wrong questions, forcing him to reflect on himself and constantly denying them when he was extremely panicked. As a result, Fang Shimian's math grades have always been just mediocre. Because he is very slow, he has to repeat the calculations for a long time to confirm that they are correct before he dares to start the next question.

On the weekend, Fang Shimian woke up and found that Qin Liu was not there, so he went to the next door and knocked on the door. Fang Shimian was not used to it when he got no response. It was as if the regular routine of his life during this period was suddenly broken, which made him a little confused.

Don't like disappearing suddenly.

Fang Shimian then remembered that he didn't have Qin Liu's contact information. He went back to his room and took out the Sudoku book in the living room to start writing.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Shimian heard the sound of a car engine outside the window. He looked down and saw Ming Ke standing alone next to the car, as if waiting for something.

Ming Ke must know Qin Liu’s contact information!

Fang Shimian hurried down the elevator and ran to Ming Ke with a clear goal. In Ming Ke's incredulous eyes, he asked loudly, "Mr. Ke, do you have Qin Liu's contact information?"

Seeing Ming Ke's strange expression and not saying anything, he quickly said, "It's the guest who lives next to me, also a boy, older than me..."

"Mr. Fang." Ming Ke wanted to die. He forced himself to smile and looked at the expressionless tall man behind Fang Shimian. He spoke with difficulty, "How about you ask Mr. Huo?"

Fang Shimian turned his head and met Huo Zhongshan's dark gaze.

"Huo, Brother Huo." Fang Shimian keenly sensed a hint of danger. Although he didn't know why he felt guilty, he was wise enough not to ask certain questions.

There was deathly silence in the hall.

A storm was brewing in Huo Zhongshan's dark eyes. After a moment, he said to Ming Ke, "He will be with me tonight. Take him to change his clothes."

Ming Ke nodded, and as he passed by, he gently pulled Fang Shimian, who was still in a state of panic, and whispered, "Mr. Fang, come with me."

By the time Fang Shimian changed his clothes and got into Huo Zhongshan's car, his mind was already filled with so many questions that it was almost overwhelmed.

"Brother Huo, there's a room on the second floor with clothes that I can actually wear." Fang Shimian found it magical, the sizes were not just easy to wear, they were completely tailor-made, even the waist lining was just right.

Huo Zhongshan didn't say anything, but slowly looked through the latest economic policy adjustment highlights that his special assistant had sent him on his iPad.

Fang Shimian leaned over to look at him, and very slowly and carefully touched the man's drooping suit sleeves, trying to attract his attention, "Brother Huo, Yunjin's bodyguard brother won't let me go out, saying that you didn't agree..."

The man leaned back in his seat and slowly turned the document to the next page. "Your injuries haven't fully healed yet, where do you want to go?"

Seeing Huo Zhongshan finally speaking, Fang Shimian immediately perked up, "I'm fine now. The doctor came to check on me a few days ago, and he said he would tell you the results."

But after Fang Shimian waited for several days, the bodyguard still said that he had not received permission.

"Why do you want to go out?" Huo Zhongshan looked at him steadily for a few seconds and said calmly, "Are you not having fun playing with Qin Liu?"

Fang Shimian lowered his head and did not give a direct answer. His voice was a little muffled. "The kitten I fed in the community while I was at work, it doesn't fight. I want to go and see if it's okay..."

Huo Zhongshan did not comment, but just looked at him quietly, his eyes were indifferent but intimidating.

"I want to find a job." Fang Shimian told the truth. He no longer had any savings, and "Teacher Zhao said Shun Ge hasn't woken up yet. I want to go see him."

In fact, there is another very important point. Fang Shimian vaguely realized his unusual dependence on Huo Zhongshan. He wanted to see Huo Zhongshan but was not too eager to do so, because Huo Zhongshan was really good to him. If it was the so-called repayment for saving his life, then he was also saved by him this time, so it was already even.

In his subconscious, he could no longer accept Huo Zhongshan's kindness to him without any psychological burden. He was worried that he would get deeper and deeper into the unknown cycle of pain again.

For a moment, neither of the two people in the car spoke.

There were undercurrents in Huo Zhongshan's eyes and his brows were slightly furrowed. He looked at the young man next to him with a very complicated expression. After a while, he turned off the iPad and put it aside, then closed his eyes and rested in his seat, looking a little tired.

The vehicle drove smoothly into the Huo family's old house.

After passing through layers of checkpoints, Fang Shimian originally thought that the modern building with a simple and elegant style was the destination, but he didn't expect that it was just a gate.

The car drove on the wide road for another half an hour. On the way, Fang Shimian saw an ancient ancestral hall located on a flat lawn. There were many buildings along the central axis, and at the end was a huge castle.

As night slowly falls, the old castle is brightly lit, guests come and go in their best attire, people enjoy fine wine, and discuss economics and politics. People's minds are in turmoil, their interests are intertwined, but they are all absent-minded.

The protagonist of the banquet has not yet appeared, so even if there is a good show, we have to wait for the right time.

In fact, some of the older guests were already beginning to feel dissatisfied, but the smiles on their faces remained unabated, and they looked still kind and amiable.

This is a small routine gathering of the Huo family. Those who are invited to attend are those who have certain power and resources in the family, are deeply tied to the clan, and have a say.

The lights made the priceless antiques in the auditorium sparkle, but they could not illuminate the greed, anger and ignorance behind people's beautiful eyes.

Fang Shimian sat on the terrace of the small building, drinking juice and staring at the ancient castle not far away in a daze.

Huo Zhongshan sent someone to place Fang Shimian in a small building in the backyard of the castle. Before leaving, he told Fang Shimian that he might be there very late, and if he wanted to leave first, he could directly ask the servants in the small building to notify the housekeeper to arrange a car.

"After I go back, I will lift your restrictions." Huo Zhongshan said this without looking at him. His voice was very low, as if he was making some important decision. He looked into the darkness and said, "I hope you will be happier in the future."

Fang Shimian looked at his back as he walked away with his men, not knowing how to understand the so-called happiness that the man was talking about.

He doesn't quite understand.

Suddenly I had the absurd thought of running away, but his grave was here, in Mirage.

It turns out that what trapped him was not only where he came from, but also where he was going.

An unknown amount of time had passed before the sky had completely darkened. Fang Shimian looked down from the terrace. The street lights extended to the end of his field of vision. The gigantic castle looked like a man-eating beast, swallowing up the endlessly growing desires of mankind and spitting out bloodless, white bones.

Bloodline becomes invisible shackles, turning everyone here into puppets kneeling before the power.

Fang Shimian slowly finished his second glass of juice, then stood up and walked out.

As soon as I opened the door and went out, before I found the servant, I ran into a tall man head-on when I turned the stairs.

The man was upright, with clear facial features and a very handsome appearance. He was dressed in casual trousers and a shirt, and had a very imposing aura. He gave people a very similar feeling to Huo Zhongshan, which made people feel quite pressured invisibly.

The man looked down at Fang Shimian, and after a moment asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Fang Shimian lowered his head and stepped back to make way for others. "I want to ask the butler to arrange a car to take me back."

The man then vaguely remembered that the servant had said that there would be a distinguished guest in the small building today. When he spoke again, his voice was not as cold as before, "Did Zhongshan bring you here?"

Fang Shimian nodded.

Combining some of the information he had learned recently, Huo Yue looked at the listless boy with a slightly focused gaze, "Fang family's child?"

Fang Shimian then raised his head, his expression somewhat surprised. Usually, those who can say this are...

"You've grown up in the blink of an eye." Huo Yue was a little tired at the moment, and didn't pay much attention to Fang Shimian's expression. He waved his hand downstairs and said, "I have sent all the servants in the small building out. Go outside and find the security guards at the gate and ask them to take my car to take you back."

Fang Shimian did not move. He looked at Huo Yue who was about to leave and asked in a low voice, "Have you always lived in the compound before?"

Huo Yue stopped and saw Fang Shimian's bad face, so he didn't think about it. He just thought that the child was thin-skinned and said casually: "Don't care too much about those things in the past. Looking forward is your life."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Shimian understood, and he nodded, "I know, I know."

Huo Yue saw that his face was pale and his back was staggering as he walked down the stairs. He had almost reached the door of the room but stopped, took out his cell phone and called Huo Zhongshan.

The phone was answered on the third ring.

"Brother." The man's voice was calm, and the noise in the background went from noisy to quiet.

Huo Yue opened the door and asked, "Did you bring the child from the Fang family to the small building?"

"Is he still there?"

The lights in the room came on. Huo Yue sat on the sofa and drank the iced pure water on the coffee table. After a brief pause, he looked towards the door and said, "We should leave now."

"You met."

"Well, he said a few words. I saw that he was not in a good state, so I specially informed you."

The other party's breathing slowed down, and the voice became much lower. "What did you say?"

Huo Yue thought back to their brief conversation and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He said nonchalantly, "It's just some chicken soup for the child's soul."

After a moment of silence, the other side replied, "Got it."

The call was hung up.

The spiral staircase in the small building was dizzying. Fang Shimian walked slowly, fearing that if he rolled down from here again, not only would he not die, but he would also owe others more and would never be able to explain himself.

He thought, it turns out that Huo Zhongshan can also lie.

He hadn't expected it, and had no doubts, because the gap between the two was so huge.

Why do humans need to deceive kittens and puppies?

Why should I lie to him and say that I had never seen myself at that time? He always thought that even if his image in front of Huo Zhongshan was very ordinary, he was still a man with backbone and dignity. He didn't expect that he had already seen his most unbearable and embarrassing side.

People don't like to show their imperfections to others, so Fang Shimian feels easy to get along with the Huo brothers, Xu Long, and Qin Liu, because they don't know, don't know his pain, his past.

He thought he hid it well, but he didn't expect that when he was torn into pieces, begging for mercy and crying without any self-respect, those who were watching in the dark were also involved.

I feel like a clown who has been exposed. The audience is full of curious people who are watching me make fun of me, while I am still performing a ridiculous show without knowing anything.

Trying to survive like a normal person.

When trust was completely broken, Fang Shimian even suspected that Xu Long had known about it for a long time, otherwise why would he be so tolerant of him.

In this world, no one will ever give true love to useless things.

Fang Shimian walked out of the small building and told the guard that he was leaving.

It would take a while for the driver to arrive, so the guard suggested that Fang Shimian wait in the small building, but Fang Shimian insisted on waiting outside.

Outside the small building was the castle's back garden, which was large and beautiful. Fang Shimian avoided the lights that illuminated the plants and the road, found a corner on the edge, and waited quietly for the vehicle to take him away.

Tears kept falling, and Fang Shimian couldn't wipe them all away. He got annoyed and slapped himself in the eyes twice in anger. However, since it was the first time he did such a thing, he didn't use much strength and it hurt, so he cried even harder.

Just as Fang Shimian was secretly shedding tears, immersed in his own world, he heard faint footsteps and voices.

They were like two young men, drunkenly discussing industrial development, mixed with stocks and miscellaneous investments.

"What's the point of knowing? He doesn't give us power. He just gives us a title and we have to do all the work. What can we do with the money?" One of them said in an annoyed tone, "The old man brought back a bastard he had outside for my mother to raise. He's talking nicely now, but who knows what he's going to do in the future."

The other one laughed, nonchalantly, "You already said it's a bastard, just keep it at home for fun. If it's a fool, keep it for fun. If it's a little thoughtful... he won't grow up."

They both laughed.

For a moment, Fang Shimian stopped crying and even his breathing stopped.

He told himself that it probably wasn't what he thought it meant.

The man added: "Huo Er is indeed very powerful now. He is really different when he holds real power. No matter how dissatisfied those old bones are, they have to act according to his wishes. Reincarnation is really a technical job. We can't envy it."

"Tsk, that monster is man-made, a cold-blooded and heartless power machine." The man sneered, "It's a reincarnation of a human, a monster doesn't need reincarnation."

Fang Shimian wiped away his tears and frowned.

"It's such a pity for Huo Yue. I thought he would definitely be the head of the Huo family, but I didn't expect him to not fight for it. Thanks to my old man for making so many preparations, he just gave it up like that. It's a relief now, but it will be difficult for his lineage to take it back in the future."

Another person said sarcastically, "Huo Zhongshan himself is a product of transformation, it's hard to say whether he can have offspring. Otherwise, do you think the 'emperor emeritus' would be willing to give up power to a monster instead of his own son? Have you ever seen a clan leader who dares to give up power to his nephew?"

"That's true. If we let these people develop the industry, then if they don't have offspring, they will just hand over the power. Tsk, this has benefits, but the risks are also high." The man paused. "But I think it's an exaggeration. Did they really have such incredible technology in the past? Even the genetic modification that's being done underground now is just a genetic disease."

After a vague sneer, "Who knows? I didn't participate in the experiment, so who knows what has been modified on him. But I am curious. They say that the monster is good at everything... I don't know if that thing can be used. Have you ever seen a robot do that?"

The two began to laugh again, and the words they said became more and more outrageous and vicious.

In this bottomless abyss of power, people are accustomed to believing in distorted facts to comfort their mediocrity.

Fang Shimian heard them calling him a monster, and originally didn't want to care, nor did he want to listen. The tears on his sleeves were not dry yet, he was sad and upset because he found out that he was deceived by Huo Zhongshan. If he ran out now to vent his anger for him and provoke those young masters who he couldn't afford to offend, it would be too stupid.

But listening to those two people's malicious slander really makes people feel uncomfortable.

Huo Zhongshan lied to him, but he had always been good to him and had never done anything to hurt him. Fang Shimian pulled at his sleeve and held it tightly.

He is not the emotionless monster that those people say!

In the beautiful wisteria corridor, two young men in suits were holding wine glasses elegantly in their hands. They had decent smiles on their faces and were talking about something, looking very relaxed.

Fang Shimian was originally hiding behind a short tree at the bottom of the long corridor, which was at a high point of vision and could be reached by walking up a stone staircase.

When Fang Shimian was blinded by anger, he planned to climb up, but it was a bit high, and there were two people opposite him. If he appeared crawling, it would be too unimpressive and he might be kicked down easily.

When Fang Shimian walked up to the two men angrily, their conversation immediately stopped. One of them even put down his wine glass and came over to chat with him, calling him brother enthusiastically, pretending to be very familiar with him, and asked him if he came out to get some fresh air as well.

Fang Shimian suppressed his nausea and walked over to the two men. He quickly took the glass of wine and splashed it horizontally on their faces, clenching his fists and preparing to be beaten.

The two men obviously didn't expect to encounter such a thing. After being splashed, they just frowned and quickly calmed down. They didn't scold Fang Shimian, but asked again, "Brother, you are a little naughty. Have we ever offended you? Who is your father? We can go and apologize."

The other one also quickly wiped his face with a silk scarf, and even smiled reluctantly at the other party, "Is he Uncle Lin's younger brother?"

Fang Shimian was stunned, and even for a moment he wondered if he had recognized the wrong person, but there were only these two people under the flower corridor, so it was impossible for him to have recognized the wrong person.

This extreme contrast made Fang Shi Mian feel nauseous. How could he be so pretentious? Who were the people living here? Who was the monster?

"I'm not from here!" Fang Shimian shouted, and while the two were stunned, he raised his fist and smashed them in the mouth, hitting each of them hard, "You are the monster! You are! I told you not to swear! Bad guy."

The two men had never encountered such rude treatment before. They covered their mouths in disbelief, their eyes turning green with hatred.

"You are talking nonsense and slandering me!"

"Don't try to scare me, you two. You said bad things about Huo Zhongshan and said he was not good at that. I heard it clearly from below, you bad guys." Fang Shimian was actually a little scared. After all, this was someone else's territory. He clenched his fists and said, "This is the retribution for you saying bad things about others behind their backs."

Fang Shimian saw that the two men had fierce looks on their faces. He knew that he would definitely be beaten this time, but he had already thought of a way to escape. The car that was sending him away had already parked on the road not far away. He pointed behind the two men, pretended to be very surprised, and shouted again, "Huo Zhongshan."

But the two men didn't move or say a word, looking very scary.

Not good, not taking it.

Fang Shimian felt that these two people were extremely smart and too strong-willed. They had no guilt in saying bad things about others behind their backs and remained indifferent when they heard the names of the people being discussed.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat. Could it be that he was planning to kill him directly?

Fang Shimian took two steps back tentatively, and when he saw that the two men seemed to have been beaten stupidly and did not come to chase him, he felt relieved. He did not care about anything else and just turned around and ran.

Unexpectedly, just as he turned around and ran two steps, someone grabbed him by the waist and lifted him up before he could even see the road clearly.

Fang Shimian's heart died the moment his feet left the ground. He wondered why those two men didn't chase him. It turned out that they had ambushed him from behind and were not afraid that he would run away.

If he died at the hands of these people, they would have thrown him into the sea or buried him randomly without anyone noticing, and his tomb would have been a waste of money!

Fang Shimian struggled with all his might, but the man who grabbed him had such terrifying arm strength that he couldn't break free at all. After the man was kicked twice, Fang Shimian was hit on the back by a palm strike, not too heavy.

"Don't move."

Hey, this voice... sounds a little familiar.

Fang Shimian was put to the ground only after he stopped struggling violently. He looked up.

She met the man's calm and deep eyes.

My goodness, who else could it be but Huo Zhongshan.

And there was not just one Huo Zhongshan, there was also the strange man he met in the small building.

The man stood next to Huo Zhongshan, with a faint smile in his eyes and slightly raised eyebrows, "Little friend, you are very brave."

Huo Zhongshan raised his hand and pulled Fang Shimian to his side. He carefully examined him, touched Shimian's red eyes, and the faint fingerprints on his forehead. His voice was almost murderous, "Did they do it?"