Even without looking at his expression, Meng Fuguang knew that this bastard had deceived her. She was so poor that she had to perform on the street, and it was not Fu Muchen's turn to hide from debt.

Fu Muchen made it clear that he didn't want to tell her the truth.

It's a little thing, it looks like there's super glue on its mouth.

"Can't you just tell me the truth? Why did you trick me here? Did Song Zhiqing ask you to kill me?"

"You're so stupid? I can't possibly kill you even if I stab myself twice, right?"

Fu Muchen leaned back in his chair and shook his head helplessly, "I invited you to come and play for two days. What's wrong with the beautiful scenery?"

Good job!

Meng Fuguang suppressed his anger and tried his best not to conflict with him. "You can let me stay here, but you have to send Jian Huayao back."

Fu Muchen's face suddenly moved closer, and he shook his head with a smile.

"I can't do that."

......

Fu Mingze is called Fu Er because he has an older sister.

It’s not because he has a half-brother, Fu Muchen, who was born a day earlier than him.

Or in other words, no one in the Fu family recognized Fu Muchen's identity, and in the eyes of the servants he was not even considered the master.

Fu Mingze's hatred for him never stopped.

He also seemed to have long been accustomed to the cold, windowless, and damp basement.

Who told everyone to ignore him?

Fu Muchen didn't know when he was a child, but he didn't care when he grew up.

The Fu family deserves to die.

When he was only one year old, he was sent to the Fu family by the woman who gave birth to him, and the woman used him to extort five hundred thousand yuan from the Fu family.

Five hundred thousand is just the money for that man’s meal.

And after being sold to the Fu family, it was like crawling from one hell to another.

Being frozen and hungry were only physical tortures; being ignored, spat upon and despised were the greatest tortures for him.

Anyone could call him, even in front of that man.

The little boy was lying on the ground, wiping the floor with a rag according to their requirements. Fu Mingze was held in the man's arms, sitting on the soft leather sofa, watching from a distance.

There was naked disgust in his eyes.

But he was kicked away by the man just because he made eye contact with Fu Mingze.

"You're such a jerk, you don't want your eyes anymore?"

That was the first time that five-year-old Fu Muchen heard "Dad" speak to him.

The kick was so powerful that his body flew into the air and slammed hard against the wall.

His entire face hit the ground, and Fu Muchen's small body was instantly unable to move, with a pool of blood gushing out of his mouth.

But he dared not utter a word, not even to cry.

Fu Mingze sat at a distance and watched, saying to the servants with disdain, "Take him away, he's so dirty."

So dirty.

No one dared to disobey the young master's words. Fu Muchen was dazed, like a pile of mud. He could no longer see clearly, and he only felt someone grabbing his collar and lifting him up.

He was locked in the basement again, with no windows or lights.

He didn't dare to resist. They all said he was a nuisance and a dirty thing and deserved only this kind of life.

"I... didn't... mean to..."

I didn't mean to go see Fu Mingze.

Little Fu Muchen was lying on the ground. He didn't understand and didn't know what he should do to avoid being hungry and beaten.

I wish I could get out of here.

He misses his mother.

I don't know how long I lay there, but there was a creaking sound and the door was pushed open from the outside.

Two little heads came in.

"Pei Yan, you pinched me and hurt me."

“Pfft!”

Little Pei Yan gestured to him to keep quiet, closed the door gently, and then dared to turn on the flashlight.

"Keep your voice down. If we are discovered, we will be finished."

Shen Qi snorted, "We can't be finished. If anyone is to be finished, it will be this kid who will be finished."

Pei Yan slapped him on the head, "This is also the young master, how can you talk like that?"

Young Master?

Tsk.

The Fu family can be so cruel to their own children, no wonder they are even more cruel to the Shen family.

Shen Qi used a flashlight to shine on Fu Muchen, who was lying on the ground with blood all over his face, and his tone was full of mockery, "Is this the young master of the Fu family? The dogs in the Fu family are living better than him, right?"

"Shen Qi! If you don't want to help, get out!"

Pei Yan is the granddaughter of Butler Pei. When she was young, she followed the head of the Fu family. Now she follows Mr. Pei, who has become the head of the Pei family.

As a result, Pei Yan has a high status in the Fu family and can have a say among the younger generation.

At this time, the eight-year-old Shen Qi knew very well that Pei Yan's status was higher than his.

Don't mess with this little girl.

"I didn't say I wouldn't help. Aren't I here to help you?"

Shen Qi squatted in front of Fu Muchen, and imitated the method in the TV drama, trying it under his nose with his finger.

"Still alive."

"Nonsense!" Pei Yan kicked him on the butt.

His eyes were open and he was still breathing, how could he be dead?!

"Let me show you what he's like." How could he be so fierce without any brains?

Shen Qi rubbed his butt and spread his hands, "I'm not a doctor, how would I know?"

Now it was little Pei Yan's turn to be silent.

"Forget it, let's bandage him up."

Pei Yan flipped through the plastic bag in her hand, which contained the common medicines she brought. They didn't know many words now, so they could only simply distinguish between anti-inflammatory drugs and disinfectants.

Fu Muchen recognized them. Pei Yan and Shen Qi had never beaten him and would even secretly give him food.

"You...you...go..."

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Fu Muchen knew that if they were discovered, they would also be punished.

Before, there was a kind-hearted older sister among the servants who gave him a piece of chocolate, but the man insulted and scolded her in front of him and then she resigned.

He didn't understand those ugly words, but that day, the elder sister cried very sadly.

He couldn't let Pei Yan and Shen Qi be implicated any further.

"What? What did you say?" Shen Qi didn't hear clearly and asked back.

"Let's go, let's go..."

Shen Qi didn't understand Fu Muchen's thoughts and thought that the kid was annoyed by his meddling.

"Just go, no one wants to help you." Shen Qi stood up and was about to leave, but Pei Yan grabbed his sleeve.

"That's not what the young master meant. He was afraid of being discovered."

What a poor child, he was bleeding so much, it was scary to look at.

Pulling out the gauze bandage and disinfectant, Pei Yan knelt on the ground and asked, "Can you still get up?"

"Why... don't you leave?"

"We decided to help you and thought about the consequences."

"I'm fine." Fu Muchen tried to sit up. The severe pain made his whole body tremble. However, Shen Qi couldn't bear it anymore and picked him up and put him on the crib.

"Just lie down and get comfortable, okay?"

Although the wooden bed was no less comfortable than the floor, it was at least not as cold.

"I... am fine." As Fu Muchen spoke, blood started to flow from the corner of his mouth again.

There was nothing in the empty room except a bed.

There wasn't even a cloth to wipe him with.

Pei Yan used her sleeve to wipe the corners of his mouth. Looking at Fu Muchen's bright eyes, tears could not stop falling.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

My sister is here.

It was these words that supported Fu Muchen to walk forward.

Fu Muchen, who had long been accustomed to living like an animal in the basement, began to yearn for the future.