Chapter 1 Nianzhi, come over

"Beat him. This country bumpkin is worthy of my Uncle Lu. Look at his earthy appearance, it really disgusts me. He is dressed in cheap street stall goods, just like him."

"Young Master Yuan, this is not a good idea. If we really hurt someone, Third Master will not let us off the hook."

"Don't hit him in the face. This country bumpkin won't dare to complain. If you don't hit him, Uncle Lu won't know."

"She's fainted."

"withdraw."

It was raining, and Shi Nianzhi was awakened by the heavy rain.

He got up, picked up the textbooks scattered on the ground, and put them into his schoolbag.

Lu Jiunian sat in the back seat of the car, his face cold and aloof as he flipped through the documents in his hand, his deep eyes calm and undisturbed.

The driver slowed down and called out, "Third Master, look."

Lu Jiunian looked up and saw Shi Nianzhi outside the car window, carrying a schoolbag and walking with a limp.

The boy was extremely thin, hunched over like a shrimp, his school uniform was wrinkled and covered in mud.

They were in a terrible state.

"parking."

Lu Jiunian got out of the car, opened a large black umbrella, and called out to him, "Nianzhi."

The tall, elegant man stood in the rain, his well-tailored black trousers hugging his long, slender legs, and his white shirt was perfectly wrinkle-free, with only the unbuttoned collar hinting at a touch of unruliness.

His long, slender, jade-like hands held the umbrella handle, and the face beneath the umbrella was so handsome that it was impossible to look away.

Shi Nianzhi turned around instantly, her eyes sparkling as if filled with starlight.

Lu Jiunian looked at his smile and gripped the umbrella handle tighter.

The rain was too heavy, so he waded through the puddles and walked quickly across.

The man brushed aside the damp hair from Shi Nianzhi's forehead and frowned slightly. "What happened?"

Shi Nianzhi laughed and threw herself into his arms. "It's okay. The rain was too heavy. I didn't bring an umbrella and I tripped and fell because I was running too fast."

Lu Jiunian pulled him, who was soaking wet, into his arms. "Let's go home."

"Um!"

When Shi Nianzhi was 16 years old, she suffered a brain injury and forgot her previous memories.

Living in that small mountain village where doors were left unlocked at night, he embraced the simplicity and kindness of the people there.

So, at 18 years old this year, he believes that suffering a loss is a blessing.

They are afraid to argue with people and dislike causing trouble for others.

His classmates took advantage of his kind nature and bullied him relentlessly.

bedroom.

The maid prepared hot water, and Lu Jiunian took Shi Nianzhi inside to take a bath.

The man's long, slender fingers reached to remove his shirt.

Shi Nianzhi gripped his collar tightly, trembling slightly, and took a step back.

Lu Jiunian sensed something was wrong, "What's wrong?"

Shi Nianzhi's black hair fell down, obscuring his eyes. His slightly pale lips were pursed, and he refused to make a sound.

Having been brought from a small mountain village, he had always been polite and very shy, and he was still the same towards his newlywed husband, Lu Jiunian.

Like an outsider.

Lu Jiunian walked over, hugged him tightly, and gently comforted him, "Others can't see, but I can. I'm the person closest to you in this world."

Lu Jiunian felt that it must have been the night of their wedding that frightened him, making the little man hide from him and be afraid.

He patted his back for a while, then reached out to pull at his clothes.

Shi Nianzhi refused and wanted to run away.

Lu Jiunian lost his temper, pinned him down, and roughly ripped off his shirt.

He then froze.

The boy's fair skin was covered with bruises from being beaten.

New wounds on top of old ones—it's a truly shocking sight.

The man's face darkened instantly, his voice turning icy, "Who hit you?"