Chapter 92 Snatching the System from Zhang Yan
Fu Xiaoting's heartfelt words were like a poisoned ice pick, piercing deeply into Yun Yang's mind.
It was filled with the purest hatred and lust for killing, like a demon crawling out of the depths of hell, ready to tear everything in its path to shreds.
Yun Yang felt as if all the blood in her body had frozen.
She had never heard Fu Xiaoting utter such terrifying thoughts.
"gentlemen!"
Jukiro's roar pulled Yun Yang back to reality.
He rushed forward like a madman, accompanied by several bodyguards.
With their combined efforts, they finally managed to pry Fu Xiaoting's iron-like hand off Zhang Yan's neck.
Zhang Yan instantly lost all strength and collapsed like a lump of mud, only to be caught by Shen Mingyue who was standing nearby.
"Cough...cough cough..."
He bent over in pain, coughing violently, his handsome face turning a deep purplish-red.
Fu Xiaoting wanted to rush forward again, his bloodshot eyes fixed solely on Zhang Yan.
But his outburst just now seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
His tall body swayed twice, and the light in his eyes, which were burning with raging anger, dimmed instantly when they met Yun Yang's worried gaze.
His eyelids rolled back, and he fell straight backward.
"gentlemen!"
Giulio and his bodyguards hurriedly caught him.
The entire kitchen finally descended into complete chaos at this moment.
Zhang Yan leaned painfully against Shen Mingyue, a hideous red mark around his neck.
However, a pesky mechanical voice rang clearly in Yun Yang's ears.
[Aaaaaah, what's going on? Fu Xiaoting should be trying to strangle the villainous female supporting character! Aaaaaah!]
Yun Yang's gaze fell on Shen Mingyue, who was soothing Zhang Yan with a concerned expression.
She had a million complaints she wanted to vent.
What did Shen Mingyue do to deserve this?
A disaster without a penis?
Jujiro directed his bodyguards to lift Fu Xiaoting onto a soft stretcher.
Yun Yang originally wanted to follow and check on Fu Xiaoting's situation.
But just as she lifted her foot, the system's voice rang in her mind once again.
Yun Yang had also suspected Fu Xiaoting's identity, but it was clear that the art of manipulation was not within Fu Xiaoting...
Yun Yang's steps suddenly stopped.
Zhang Yan still suspected Fu Xiaoting.
This can't go on.
She turned and walked towards Zhang Yan, forcing a concerned and worried expression, her voice trembling slightly.
"Dr. Zhang, are you alright?"
Zhang Yan, who was leaning against Shen Mingyue's chest and panting, looked up when he heard her voice.
For a fleeting moment, a hint of ruthlessness and hostility flashed in his eyes as he looked at Yun Yang.
But that feeling vanished quickly, as fast as a fleeting illusion.
The next second, he regained his gentle and harmless demeanor, weakly shaking his head: "I'm fine... thank you for your concern, Miss Yun."
"That's just how the gentleman is; he's not targeting you on purpose."
Yun Yang comforted her softly, her tone so sincere it could win an Oscar.
"Don't be discouraged, and don't take it to heart. You must believe that although difficulties are ahead of you, they are always behind you! Keep going!"
Zhang Yan: "..."
Shen Mingyue: "..."
System: [Is she sick?]
Yun Yang, however, seemed completely oblivious to their constipated expressions.
After she finished speaking, she still felt it wasn't enough, so she turned around and picked up a piece of virgin boy urine that Fu Xiaoting had smashed in the corner of the wall.
He carefully held it up with a tissue and presented it to Zhang Yan.
"Dr. Zhang, you must be frightened. Have some, this is very nourishing."
Her expression was earnest and sincere, as if she were holding not a stinky, broken egg, but some kind of magic elixir.
Zhang Yan's face turned green.
He looked at the yellowish-white lump and felt a wave of nausea wash over him.
Seeing that he didn't move, Yun Yang thoughtfully grabbed his hand and placed it in his palm without saying a word.
"Take it, don't be shy! Do you expect me to feed you?"
Shen Mingyue was completely stunned: "Yun Yang, you've been poisoned too?"
Yun Yang winked at her, said nothing, and strode away without looking back.
Just as she turned around, the cold system voice, tinged with urgency and shock, rang out sharply behind her.
[Wait... Mind reading is on her! It's on her right now!]
...
Yunyang walked along the corridor.
They bumped into Han Nashan head-on.
Han Na-shan was carrying a beef rib on her shoulder; it was thicker than her waist and looked quite heavy.
She greeted Yun Yang proactively: "Housekeeper Yun, I'm just about to go to the kitchen to prepare barbecue for the master tonight."
Yun Yang squinted at her, and for some reason felt that she was like a pre-programmed robot, with nothing on her mind except barbecue all day long.
"The master is sick and has been sent back to his room to rest. You don't need to prepare anything."
Han Nashan exclaimed in surprise after hearing this.
"Really? That's great!"
She blurted it out.
Yun Yang: "?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Han Nashan seemed to realize that she had said something wrong, and immediately explained awkwardly, "What I meant was... great, I can have my day off early today."
Yun Yang: "...Yes, that's right."
Han Nashan didn't say anything more. Carrying the huge beef rib, she turned and walked out of the villa.
She drove an inconspicuous black sedan, heading towards the remote mountains.
The car eventually stopped at the entrance of a somewhat dilapidated courtyard.
A brand-new sign hangs on the gate, which reads "Home of Care".
In the courtyard, many workers were busy at work.
They painted the old walls with bright, colorful paint, so vibrant it was almost blinding.
Others are installing half-used slides, trampolines, and swings.
Everything looked full of hope and childlike fun, like a children's playground about to open.
Han Na-shan walked across the courtyard expressionlessly and entered an inconspicuous bungalow.
She closed the door, walked to the wardrobe at the back of the room, and opened the wardrobe door.
Behind the cabinet was a heavy, hidden door.
The hidden door opened, revealing a bottomless downward passage.
The passageway was dark and damp, a stark contrast to the sunlit and colorful courtyard outside.
This place feels like the entrance to hell.
The air was filled with a nauseating mixture of rust and excrement.
On both sides of the passageway were rows of cold iron cages.
Inside the cage, emaciated children were huddled together.
They wore tattered clothes, their eyes were numb and empty, like a group of butterflies with broken wings, having lost all vitality.
Han Nashan ignored all of this and walked straight to the deepest part of the passage, entering a secret room.
Inside the secret room, Hanna was bowing her head and apologizing to a woman sitting on a sofa.
"Madam, I'm so sorry, I didn't expect that child to come back. I took advantage of the chaos to steal the young master away..."
The woman on the sofa was Su Wanqing.
Han Nashan walked in.
Su Wanqing raised her eyelids slightly and asked, "How is Fu Xiaoting doing?"
"Young Master has been taken back by Miss Shen and is fine," Han Nashan reported. "Fu Xiaoting went crazy and almost strangled his private doctor to death."
"Dr. Zhang's son?" Su Wanqing asked.
Hannah: "Yes, madam."
Upon hearing this, Su Wanqing's face instantly broke into a bright smile, her laughter sharp and smug.
"That old man is someone he trusts. Fu Xiaoting actually attacked his son. It seems the drug worked."
"Hahaha! That's great!"
"Everything in the Fu family will soon belong to my son!"
Her hand, resting on the sofa armrest, tightened unconsciously, and then she said, word by word:
"Let's begin the plan!"
...
On the other side.
Fu Xiaoting woke up.
He opened his eyes and found himself lying on his familiar bedroom bed, but his body felt limp and he couldn't muster any strength.
He tried to sit up by moving his fingers, but it was in vain.
The room was quiet; he was alone.
Where did Yunyang go?
Was she frightened by her crazy self just now?
Clatter—
It was the sound of a doorknob turning.
Yunyang came over with a hot towel in her hand.
"Sir, you're awake?"
Fu Xiaoting nodded.
Yun Yang raised another middle finger: "How many is this?"
Fu Xiaoting: "..."
He was speechless.
Yun Yang laughed: "Judging from your expression, you're awake now."
She bent down and carefully wiped his lips with a towel.
Then she placed her hands on either side of his cheeks, magnifying his delicate face in front of him.
She kissed him.
It was just a fleeting kiss, soft lips gently touching his dry ones.
Fu Xiaoting's mind went completely blank for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, her thoughts flooded his mind like a tidal wave.
[Just listen to me. There's no need to hide the mind-reading ability anymore, and it's impossible to hide it anyway. The important thing now is not to expose your identity.]
My plan is to snatch the system from Zhang Yan.
Then, I'll take care of you. Let's finish the story as quickly as possible and go home...
At this point, Yunyang's thoughts came to an abrupt end.
go home……
However, it seems that she and Fu Xiaoting cannot go home together...
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