I was sitting in the leather seat, and from my angle, I could see his entire body perfectly.
Under the blazing sun, Fu Yanshen was dressed in a pure black suit, with cool black sunglasses covering most of his face.
His thin lips were slightly pursed, with a faint, gentle smile at the corners, yet he exuded a chilling aura.
Even through his sunglasses, I could feel his icy, sharp gaze fixed on me.
"Goodbye, Brother Sinan." I calmly smiled and said goodbye to Song Sinan.
"Qiaoqiao!"
He called my name in a low voice.
It's no use. This is northern Myanmar. Fu Yanshen is lawless and has a large and powerful force. He can't help me for now.
"I'm fine."
I said softly.
I'm really not afraid of what Fu Yanshen can do to me.
He had no other way to punish me except by forcing himself on me.
I'll just treat it like I was bitten by a dog, it's no big deal.
I got out of the car quickly, and as soon as my injured leg touched the ground, I almost knelt down.
Fu Yanshen stepped forward and pulled me into his arms, causing me to bump into his chest.
The man picked me up horizontally and started walking away.
At this moment, Fu Ren, carrying a baseball bat and exuding a fierce aura, walked towards the back seat of Guster.
Realizing what was happening, I struggled to my feet, turned to look at him, and shouted sharply, "Fu Ren! You're not allowed to touch him!"
Seeing his brother's woman cheating on him, how could Fu Ren, this loyal dog, let it go? Watching him bend down and get into the car, my heart jumped into my throat.
I was afraid that Song Sinan would suffer because of me.
When a lowly thug like Fu Ren gets into a fight, he's far more reckless than a powerful figure like Fu Yanshen, who has connections and influence. He doesn't care about the consequences at all.
But then I saw a black pistol pressed against Fu Ren's forehead.
Fu Ren pointed to his temple and let out a muffled groan, as if he were telling Song Sinan to fire.
Another fearless psychopath.
At that moment, Song Sinan kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying several steps away, and the Ghost door slammed shut behind him.
Fu Ren and his gang grabbed baseball bats and started smashing the car body. The scene looked quite ferocious. Guster quickly dispersed them and drove away.
I was truly relieved.
Fu Ren, like a vicious dog, rushed in front of Fu Yanshen and blocked his way.
He stared at me, his eyes bloodshot, and gestured to Fu Yanshen in sign language, looking like he wanted to kill me.
"Aren, don't cause trouble." Fu Yanshen's tone was calm, yet his presence was authoritative.
Fu Ren scratched his head with both hands, yelled a few times, glared at me, looking very unwilling, and left.
He was probably angry that Fu Yanshen didn't kill me, his "fickle" wife.
Fu Yanshen remained silent throughout the journey.
As soon as I entered the bedroom, he kicked the door shut and threw me onto the bed like I was trash.
I was dizzy from the fall, my body bounced on the soft bed, and I lay on the bed without struggling. In my mind, I was thinking that I forgot to ask Song Sinan why he wanted to see me.
At this moment, Fu Yanshen held my arms with both hands and pulled me to sit on the edge of the bed.
The man squatted down in front of me, lifted up my right wide-leg pants, and looked at the large, bloody wound on my shinbone.
He frowned slightly, then smiled.
"You didn't hesitate to climb over the wall and hurt your leg just to see your idol, Sheng Qiaoqiao, how could you be so promiscuous?" He raised his head and continued to slut-shame me.
However, he can't hurt me anymore.
I don't care what he thinks of me anymore.
"Yeah, I'd rather break my leg than not see my idol and cleanse my eyes. Staring at a vulgar imposter like you all day is just an eyesore," I said with a disdainful glance.
"Ouch...it hurts!"
He suddenly had a bottle of brown iodine disinfectant in his hand, which he poured onto my wound, causing me to scream in pain.
He deliberately tortured me, slowly pouring an entire bottle of medicine onto my wound. The brown liquid spread down my leg, turning it brown all over.
The air was filled with a pungent smell.
He didn't throw the empty bottle into the trash can until every last drop of the medicine was gone.
The man raised his gloomy, handsome face, and stared at me with his dark, deep, icy eyes, devoid of any light.
He got up and walked towards the door.
The man slammed the door and left. I heard the door lock turning. I ran to the door and turned the doorknob, but it wouldn't budge.
He actually locked the door!
Is he trying to put me under house arrest?
My heart sank.
In my past life, I suffered a mental breakdown and was imprisoned in a basement.
Even now, the thought of it sends chills down my spine.
A feeling of fear enveloped me.
A moment later, there was movement outside the back window of the bedroom.
Fu Ren's men climbed up the scaffolding, took iron bars, and operated the electric welder to weld iron bars onto the window. The gaps between the iron bars were only two fists wide.
Was Fu Yanshen sealing the window because he was afraid I would escape through it?
He's really sick.
I don't understand either. His first love has come back, so why is he still clinging to me?
His possessiveness towards me became so strong that it bordered on obsessive.
No matter how much I shouted until my throat was hoarse or clapped until my hands were swollen, no one came to open the door for me or let me out.
At dinner time, the maid brought in dinner and left. Just as I was about to rush out, the door was locked from the outside.
For several days in a row, I was imprisoned like this. Three meals a day were delivered to me. When Fu Yanshen came back at night, he would apply medicine to my legs and then start torturing me until I was exhausted.
I can't see the sunrise or sunset every day. I can only look at the scenery in the backyard through the iron bars. I don't even have a cell phone. Every day feels like I'm in prison. I've completely lost my freedom.
These dark and hopeless days terrify me; they feel suffocating.
If this continues, I'm sure I'll go crazy again.
"ah……"
After another fierce battle, I grabbed Fu Yanshen's arm and screamed with my head thrown back.
The man lay down, his hard, hot chest pressed against my softness, our sweat mingling together.
He buried his face in the crook of my neck, deeply inhaling my scent.
My chest was still heaving from the intense exercise, and the man's powerful heartbeat was pounding against me.
"Fu Yanshen, how long are you going to keep me locked up? Aren't we going back to China?" I asked breathlessly, trying my best to remain calm and not anger this madman.
"Go back to China? So you can see your crush freely?" he sneered, and as soon as he finished speaking, he started nibbling on my earlobe again.
“Fu Yanshen, I said those things on purpose when I was playing the game that day to upset you... I haven’t had any feelings for Song Sinan for a long time.”
In order to gain my freedom, I had no choice but to tell the truth.
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