What will happen in Chapter 7? The scene continues to play, and after a while...
The picture continued to play, and after a while, the bathroom door opened and Fu Yanxiu walked out.
Fu Yanxiu took off his suit jacket and wore a well-tailored white shirt. His face had just been washed and the hair on his forehead was a little wet. He pulled it back, revealing his smooth forehead, making his face look even more heroic.
Fu Yanxiu walked out and sat down casually beside the bed. He picked up his cell phone and was about to open it when, without any warning, there was a sudden movement under the quilt, as if someone was sleeping inside and tossing and turning.
Fu Yanxiu on the screen stood up suddenly, frowned and stared at the thing in the quilt with a strange expression. After a two-second pause, he suddenly lifted the quilt, and then, an oversized electric doll was lying on the bed.
Fu Yanxiu's face darkened, and then the door of the room was opened again, and three or two young men walked in laughing.
"Surprised? Hahahaha"
"Tsk tsk tsk, you're so unkind to women. Gao Ying said it's time for you to open the door to a new world when you're twenty, and he wants to arrange a beautiful woman for you. Fei Xiaotian said to take it step by step, using a fake one to test the waters first. From this, it seems that Old Fei understands you. If it was a real beauty, you would have scared the hell out of me just now."
"That's right, hey, my kindness is taken for granted."
"What a pity! Ah Yan's expression just now must have been very interesting."
"What a pity," one of the young men raised his chin towards the surveillance camera with a smirk on his face, "Luckily I was prepared. How could I bear to miss such a wonderful reaction?"
"Aren't you bored?" Fu Yanxiu frowned, raised his chin towards the things on the bed, and said with disgust, "Take the things on the bed and get out."
"Okay, okay, we're bored. Let's go, Mr. Fu, and apologize to you."
"Come on, come on, come back if you want to settle the score. We'll do whatever you want. Let's get down to business first. The others are waiting impatiently."
Fu Yanxiu was half-pulled and half-dragged by three or two people, and a group of people surrounded him and laughed as they walked out of the room.
After a few people left, the room returned to peace. After a while, the original owner crawled out of the cabinet.
The original owner's expression was a bit annoyed and a bit frightened. He paused by the bed for a few seconds and then quickly left. When he left, he also took the glass of wine with him.
On the screen, the progress bar had unknowingly reached the end. Lin Xicai's face turned pale. Even if she was slow-witted, she understood what had happened.
Although she had been mentally prepared and guessed that the original owner might indeed have ulterior motives in dealing with the young master, she never expected that the original owner would dare to do so.
Drugging?
She actually wanted to drug Fu Yanxiu?
What's even more hellish is that her every move was recorded - the cameras in the room were obviously installed by the group of young men just now, just to see Fu Yanxiu's reaction when she was pranked.
The original owner had no idea that this camera existed, nor did he know that he was being filmed.
So when she left, she knew to take the glass of red wine with her, but she didn't destroy the camera.
Then, she was forced to bear the huge blame that was enough to ruin a person's reputation.
"Does it look good?" Fu Yanxiu asked.
Lin Xicai's thoughts were delayed for a moment, and the next moment, a hand pinched her jaw, causing her bones to ache.
The hand pinched her chin and turned to him. Fu Yanxiu's eyes met her face coldly, but his tone was light, "Tell me, what would have happened if I had really touched that glass of wine?"
"Yes..." Lin Xicai paused, "It will make you... go to the bathroom more often."
The hand that was pinching her chin paused, and Fu Yanxiu frowned.
The next moment, she said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have put laxatives in your cup and deliberately wanted to embarrass you. I was wrong and shouldn't have played such a prank."
laxative?
mischief?
The veins on Fu Yanxiu's forehead jumped. He really underestimated her.
In such a short period of time, he wanted to change the nature of the matter with just a few words.
"Really?" Fu Yanxiu asked sarcastically, "Then tell me why you did that?"
"Because I have a one-sided love for you, and no matter how hard I tried, you wouldn't even look at me, I was bewildered and hated you, so I wanted to take revenge on you..."
"Revenge?" The hand moved down, its palm resting on the fragile neck, then tightened. "Do you really think I can't find out?"
Lin Xicai started coughing violently, tears welled up in her eyes, and her pretty face turned a strange red because of the sudden feeling of suffocation.
However, she did not struggle, as if she was sure that he would not do anything. She raised her hand slightly, then lowered it, and just looked at him straight with her eyes.
There was no begging, no flattery, and even very little fear.
Apart from the initial panic, most of the time I feel calm, peaceful, and even unfamiliar.
For the first time, those eyes did not reveal the heat and obsession that disgusted him. They were like a pool of stagnant water at the mercy of others, silently watching the storm pass by.
She was watching his anger.
There was a strange feeling of detachment.
It was as if the people who did this had nothing to do with her.
It was as if she shouldn't be responsible for this mistake.
Fu Yanxiu understood this sense of detachment as being fearless, or in other words - shameless.
He always controlled his emotions well, but at this moment, his heart was beating wildly, and his anger was fueled by her indifference.
"How could someone like Aunt Ping raise a daughter like you..."
His upbringing prevented him from uttering those two words. But the contempt in his eyes was like a thorn, piercing her flesh and blood into her soul.
Lin Xicai was having trouble breathing. She stared at him, forcing herself to remain calm. "So, what are you going to do? Just... strangle me to death?"
The next moment, the hand shook her off heavily. Fu Yanxiu stood up and looked at her from a top-down angle, like a condescending judge.
"This is the last time I'll let you go, and you should know why. This is also the last time your mother's face will work with me."
Fu Yanxiu glared at her as if she were a hopeless piece of trash. "If you do it again, I don't mind showing this video so others can judge what drug you used."
After Fu Yanxiu finished speaking, he glanced at her coldly and walked away.
The screen was off and the empty theater was completely dark. Lin Xicai sat there for a while and breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Xicai rubbed her aching neck. By now, the bombs the original owner had planted should have been exposed. After a near miss, she should be considered to have made it through.
As for this person's disgust and contempt for her, well, that doesn't matter.
Lin Xicai suddenly turned her head in a daze. At some moment just now, she suddenly had a strange feeling, as if there was another person in this enclosed space soaked in the night.
It was as if a pair of eyes were wandering vaguely on her face and body, straightforward and indifferent.
But when she looked over, there was nothing but overwhelming darkness.
The feeling was fleeting, as if it had never existed. Lin Xicai rubbed her temples and left the place that made her feel uncomfortable.
…
The next day, Lin Xicai got up a little early, washed up, ate something casually, and went out.
When passing by the garden, two uncles were pruning roses. When Lin Xicai passed by, one of them handed her a pruned flower with a smile, "This one is the freshest, just cut."
Lin Xicai's mood was somewhat healed by the flower. She pinned the flower in the small pocket on the side of her backpack and went out.
After getting off the bus, Lin Xicai walked in a hurry and accidentally bumped into someone at a turning intersection. The other person groaned. Lin Xicai took a half step back and the water cup fell to the ground.
Lin Xicai was stunned for a moment and apologized hurriedly, "I'm sorry..."
The person she bumped into gave her a slight support. Lin Xicai looked up and was met with a gentle and handsome face.
The boy was very tall and had fair skin. He didn't seem very angry when she bumped into him. Instead, he had a faint smile on his lips. After making sure that she wouldn't fall, he squatted down, picked up the water cup and handed it to her.
Lin Xicai reached out to take it, but just as his fingertips touched the cup, he retracted it. He then took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped it carefully. He raised his eyes again, and the smile in his eyes became even more intense. "It's dirty."
Lin Xicai was stunned for a moment, then took the cup and nodded politely to the person opposite her, "Thank you."
A girl was standing half a step behind the boy. Both of them were wearing school uniforms. The girl's uniform was obviously the same as hers, but the boy's uniform was a little unfamiliar, probably from the high school next door.
The girl didn't say a word from the beginning. After the boy handed her the cup, she gently pulled the boy's sleeve, as if urging him to leave.
Seeing this, the boy put his arm around his girlfriend, tilted his head and smiled at her, then put his arm around the girl's shoulder and walked away.
Lin Xicai's eyes met with the girl's for a moment. There seemed to be a layer of fog in those strange and beautiful eyes, and the look in them was ambiguous.
Lin Xicai quickly looked away and didn't take this little episode to heart.
Look, there are still normal people in this world, she thought.
Lin Xicai walked into the classroom and had just sat down when the Chinese class representative, who came in with a homework book in hand, called out to her, "Zhong Fei, the Chinese teacher is waiting for you in the office."
What was coming could not be avoided. Lin Xicai took out a letter of apology from her backpack and walked out as if she was ready to die - the letter of apology was written last night after staying up late. It was impossible to ask the parents for help. Not only did she not have the parents, but she also had her life to lose.
After she came here, the original owner's mother had suffered enough fear, and she couldn't cause more trouble for her.
Lin Xicai felt somewhat lucky that this tearful letter of apology and her sincere skill in playing the victim could help her get through this difficult time.
Lin Xicai entered the office. The Chinese teacher looked over and saw that she was alone. She frowned slightly and asked, "Why are you alone? Where are your parents?"
"I lived in a special family. When I was very young..."
Lin Xicai had just started to play the victim when there were two knocks on the office door. They both turned around and saw a tall figure standing outside the door. It was the man who had wanted to kill her yesterday.
The Chinese teacher looked over and asked, "Who are you?"
Fu Yanxiu looked at Lin Xicai. Lin Xicai was stunned for a moment and was also in a dilemma. After a while, she uttered two words stiffly in her throat: "...Brother."
Fu Yanxiu's gaze shifted away from her face, the sarcasm at the corner of his lips was subtle but clear.
"Please sit down." The Chinese teacher's tone softened a little. "I understand Zhong Fei's situation. I asked you to come here today not because of her grades, but because of her attitude towards learning..."
The Chinese teacher told him about her situation and some of her recent behavior. Fu Yanxiu was very polite and seemed to be listening attentively, but Lin Xicai knew that this was just a decent disguise that he had to put on because of his upbringing.
Her current persona in his eyes is that of a sleazy woman who attempted to rape someone but failed. He would probably feel disgusted if he heard even one more word about her.
As expected, after the conversation ended and the Chinese teacher let them go, as soon as the two came out of the office, Lin Xicai felt the same disgust and oppression from him as yesterday.
Lin Xicai pursed her lips, feeling a little complicated, "Why did you come here?"
"Don't you know why I came here?"
Fu Yanxiu said coldly, "I hate it most when someone uses my father to pressure me. Are you sure you want to break all my taboos? I thought you would at least behave yourself for a few days."
"I didn't do anything," Lin Xicai tried to explain, "I didn't even tell my mom about this..."
"Amnesia, class transfer, last place on the test, parents' invitation," Fu Yanxiu leaned forward slightly, "Your tricks are really growing."
Such a sharp and confrontational attitude dissipated the guilt in Lin Xicai's heart. Lin Xicai felt that she had something to say, so she simply shut up and lost interest in explaining.
Fu Yanxiu silently took in her expression. When he met those clear eyes that contained a hint of annoyance, Fu Xuefan's words flashed through his mind, "There's something wrong with her. It's like she's become a different person."
——It was clearly the same person, the same face, but her eyes and her temperament made him feel unfamiliar for the first time.
It wasn't very clear in the movie room yesterday, but this difference was infinitely magnified and fermented in the sunlight...
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