I had no strength, nor the will to fight him. Besides, could I even resist?
If I make a scene and disturb my father who is entertaining guests upstairs, he will be worried and embarrassed.
Fu Yanshen is just like the fate I want to change but am powerless to change.
Before long, I was placed in his Maybach limousine. I closed my eyes and leaned back against the seat.
"go home."
He gave the driver instructions, and soon the car slowly started moving.
He wants to take me back to that home.
"Drink water."
The man's indifferent voice came, but I pretended not to hear it and made no reaction.
Right now, all I can think about is my cousin's death. I feel numb and can't feel hunger, thirst, or sleepiness.
My heart felt like it was being crushed by a massive boulder weighing a ton.
"Sheng Qiaoqiao, open your mouth."
His voice rang out again, his cool tone carrying an unquestionable authority, as if it were a command.
I still can't be bothered to react.
Let him do as he pleases, whether you want to kill him or torture him.
At that moment, a heavy force landed on my jawbone, and a faint smell of tobacco wafted into my nostrils. Fu Yanshen's tiger's mouth gripped my jaw.
His strength increased, and my jaw was forced open little by little.
The glass hit my teeth, and the warm liquid poured into my mouth and down my throat. I coughed instinctively.
Warm water moistened my dry, chapped lips, causing a slight stinging pain, while my neck felt damp and cool.
I opened my eyes and met the man's furrowed brows.
In an instant, he gave me a cold look. "Drink it yourself, or do you want me to feed you like this?"
His tone was very impatient as he used a tissue to wipe the water from my mouth and neck.
I remained silent and continued to close my dry eyes.
I felt a chill coming from the other side.
"Look at the state you're in now. It's just that some scumbag died, why are you so upset?"
Listening to his inhuman mockery, I wanted to tear him apart, but I didn't have the strength.
In his eyes, his cousin's life was insignificant compared to his love.
I shouldn't be shocked; in a past life, he treated my family the same way.
I opened my eyes and glanced at him indifferently.
He crossed his long legs, wearing a pure black suit that made his skin appear even paler. He looked at me with an indifferent and cold gaze.
It's all my fault; I let the wolf into the house.
I slowly turned my face away, staring blankly at the illusory scene outside the car window.
"Sheng Qiaoqiao, give me some water!"
Fu Yanshen then suddenly became angry and gave me an order.
I continued to slack off and ignored him.
I let him carry me back to the home he had kicked out twice before.
Once inside our bedroom, he roughly threw me onto the bed, took off my shoes and black suit, and removed the small white chrysanthemum from my hair.
I closed my eyes, feeling very tired, but not sleepy at all.
A short while later, Fu Yanshen stripped me naked. However, he didn't take advantage of me like a beast. Instead, he carried me into the bathroom and put me in the double jacuzzi.
The warm water gently washed over my body, but I couldn't feel any warmth. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was my cousin kneeling in front of me, begging me desperately.
He didn't want to die...
It's all my fault. After being reborn, not only was I unable to take revenge on Fu Yanshen, but I also caused the death of another.
"How's the water temperature? Hot or cold?"
A deep male voice sounded in my ear.
He was half-squatting beside me, washing my hair.
I still ignored him.
"hiss--"
The sudden splash of cold water on my scalp made me gasp.
The next moment, it turned into warm water.
He deliberately tormented me again.
But I didn't even feel like cursing him.
"Sheng Qiaoqiao, are you dead? Speak!" he shouted coldly.
He seemed quite displeased with my silence.
While he was blow-drying my hair, he criticized me from head to toe.
Her body was thin and frail, her complexion was dull, her eyes had dark circles like a ghost's, and her hair was frizzy; she looked nauseating.
Looking at myself in the mirror, just as he described, if it were before, I would have been anxious about my appearance and jumping up and down. I've always been vain since I was a child, and I'm a sucker for looks.
Now, I don't care.
After drying my hair, the nanny brought over a table full of dishes.
I lay down on the bed, pulled the covers over my head, and tried to sleep.
Fu Yanshen roughly pulled me up and said, "Let's eat."
I sat leaning against the headboard, feeling numb and disoriented.
"Open your mouth," the man commanded in a low voice.
I ignored it.
"Sheng Qiaoqiao, are you asking me to go to your father and badmouth you?"
His tone was threatening.
He knows how to manipulate me.
I must never burden my parents again in this lifetime.
A pang of sadness rose in my heart, and I obediently opened my mouth.
Fu Yanshen fed me a spoonful of rice, a chopstickful of vegetables, and a spoonful of soup.
He seemed to enjoy the pleasure of forcing and compelling me; I often caught glimpses of his upturned lips without realizing it.
"Are you full?"
Seeing me looking at him, he asked softly.
My stomach churned, and I shook my head, "Ugh—"
I didn't have time to find a trash can, and I didn't want to get the bed dirty, so I grabbed his shirt and vomited all the food I had just eaten onto him.
"you--"
The man said, annoyed.
I vomited all over his shirt waistband and trousers.
Right now, he definitely wants to kill me.
Kill them if you want.
"What happened?"
He asked with a puzzled look, his tone revealing...worry, and as he spoke, a large hand touched my forehead.
"No fever, but an upset stomach?"
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