89. Orchid and Fruit
He struggled to get up, bleeding from the stitches on his chest. The pain was so severe that cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his face turned pale.
I tried my best but couldn't sit up, and lay in bed in pain.
…
Chu Yanhui had already prepared herself to be the defendant in court, but she didn't know what Fu Rongshen said to Mr. Fu, but the other party actually tore up the fingerprint test report in front of her.
"Chu Yanhui, I can let go of the responsibility this time, but you absolutely cannot leave Rong Shen."
Fu Qiulei demanded her in an unquestionable tone, his beard trembling slightly, his brows furrowed, and his expression embarrassed.
In his position, saying such words - which were completely contrary to his previous attitude - made him feel insulted and humiliated.
But he couldn't help but do it.
Chu Yanhui was stunned for a moment, feeling it was unbelievable, and then he suddenly realized: Mr. Fu already knew what kind of person his son was, otherwise his attitude would not be so weak.
"Do you think it's possible?"
Mr. Fu: "I'm not asking for your consent! Don't be so arrogant!"
"Are you going to force me to death?"
"You!" Old Master Fu's beard stood up in anger. "If you had known this earlier, why did you insist on staying here?"
"I think you should know why, otherwise you wouldn't come to stop me here today."
"I've already contacted the airline to cancel your flight this afternoon. You have no choice. No airline in the entire port city will take you."
Fu Qiulei's old face looked gloomy.
Although Fu Rongshen's association with the younger generation had brought disgrace upon the family, it was already known to the entire world. If Chu Yanhui were allowed to leave, the consequences would be truly disastrous.
The Fu family must not take such a risk.
Chu Yan replied: "Do you mean to illegally imprison me?"
"As long as you stay by Rong Shen's side and keep him calm, I will arrange other women for him. When he gets tired of you, you can leave naturally."
She leaned against the wall and chuckled softly, seemingly filled with endless sadness: "Will I live to see that day?"
"He said he wanted to drag me to death with him."
Fu Rongshen is a lunatic who may stab her and himself to death at any time. Fu Qiulei knows it, but he can say it so easily.
"No matter what, you only have one choice, which is to stay."
She stopped talking.
When Gu Xunfang received a call from the girl saying that she didn't have to go to jail but had to stay in Hong Kong, her mood went up and down like a roller coaster.
"Mom is going to see you..."
She said, "Wait two months. I'll keep talking to you. Don't worry. At least... we can't meet until Fu Rongshen is discharged from the hospital."
Mr. Fu restricted her movements, and his men followed her wherever she went, almost everywhere.
She clearly knew there were people there, but because they hid themselves so well, she couldn't feel them most of the time.
She vaguely understood why she hadn't noticed Fu Rongshen peeping at her before.
This kind of spying by specially trained informants is completely undetectable to ordinary people, and only those working in sensitive professions can detect it.
In the next ten days.
Every night, Fu Rongshen would force her to stay in the ward and rest with him.
The high-end VIP ward on the top floor of Gangcheng Hospital is a large suite. It is more comfortable to live in than a five-star luxury hotel and has everything you need.
Even the accompanying beds are large, clean and comfortable upholstered beds.
But she only felt disgust and panic and wanted to escape.
I knew before that Fu Rongshen had liked her since she moved to Haicheng, and his feelings have not changed until now. I think he is a loyal person.
Now that I know the horrifying and morbid things he did, I realize that this is not a long-lasting love, but clearly an addiction!
But if it's a fetish, why does he only stick with her? There are so many people in this world, wouldn't it be better to change it?
"Fu Rongshen, you've sent people to watch me for so many years, don't you feel bored?"
"Besides, now that I know everything, I can't satisfy your habit of spying on others. Why don't you find someone else?"
Fu Rongshen was able to stand up. He leaned on the pillow and looked at her deeply. His eyes were as dark as ink. His clear voice was gentle and calm:
"I don't have a habit of peeping at others, but I love you, and only you. That's why I won't be bored, and I won't be able to accept anyone else."
Her heart sank.
"I wanted to meet you, but you were still young and studying at that time. I had to wait until you grew up."
"Waiting for someone is so painful..."
"I want to know how you're doing and what's going on. I look forward to your calls every once in a while... As your tone becomes increasingly unfamiliar and your sentences become shorter and more polite, I gradually lose all information about you and become extremely anxious."
"I'm worried that you'll be with Gu He, that you'll completely exclude me from your circle of intimacy, that the less we communicate, the less we'll have to talk about—and that eventually, we'll go from being familiar to being strangers. I'll no longer be able to confidently tell you your favorite color or favorite dish... You're constantly changing, and I'm staying put, waiting for you."
His tone was calm, yet extremely sad.
"So I tried every possible way to gather information about your current situation. Today you won a prize, and I was happy for you; you secured first place in the final exam, and I felt proud; you broke your arm during a race, and I called you heartbrokenly, but no one answered..."
"This method wasn't fast enough. There was a two or three day gap between what happened and your experience. I wasn't satisfied, so I arranged for someone to help me record what happened to you."
"Fixed-point cameras capture clear footage, but they're easily noticeable. I didn't want you to notice, so I hired someone to quietly use their phone to take photos of your profile or back. The photos of your face were taken by a classmate from your school."
“When I found your blog, I knew I was closer to you and I was very happy.”
"The content on your account doesn't match the you I know. You've been a well-behaved person since childhood, and you rarely seem to have bad moods, but your blog contains a lot of them. Not just emotions, but also personal preferences and quirks... When they were clearly presented to me, I was a little shocked, but also secretly delighted."
"I'm secretly happy that I'm the person who knows you best in the world. No one can compare to me."
"I shaped myself to look like you according to your aesthetic preferences, thinking that if we met one day, you would definitely be attracted to me..."
The man spoke calmly, his lips curled up as if he was recalling the joy he felt at that time.
Chu Yanhui couldn't listen for even a second. The hairs on her arms stood up and her scalp was numb.
"Madman..." A trembling voice interrupted him, "You are a complete pervert!"
"Yeah?"
He was so used to being slandered that he could hide the pain in his eyes and look at her with a smile, full of affection.
"Maybe I'm abnormal, I'm only treating you well."
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