041: The Shura Field
Jiang Ze had just returned home from the company when he saw the boy's live stream.
Lately, he's been working too hard at the company, often staying up late into the night.
Jiang Ze paused in his steps as he headed home.
Fortunately, he had noted down the boy's home address when he followed Huaiyan last time.
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In the private room, Fu Tingyu finished the last hand of cards and lazily raised his eyes.
“I don’t know what’s the point of playing this mahjong,” Fang Shaohan exclaimed, pushing the chips in her hand toward the man. “Right, Ayu?”
The man's card skills were renowned among the group.
"Let's call it a day," Xiao Sinian stretched and continued, "Anyway, we can't win. My family is waiting for me to come home."
Upon hearing this, Fang Shaohan glanced at Fu Tingyu with a puzzled expression and asked, "Are you going home tonight?"
This question is quite ambiguous.
What else can I do if I don't go home at night?
The man put away his chips and replied indifferently, "No reply."
Fang Shaohan naturally knew what "friend" really meant.
However, he had no idea what the man was thinking, and he turned around and dragged Chen Yingyan away.
The private room fell silent again.
After getting into the car, Fu Tingyu turned on his computer in the back seat and pulled up the surveillance footage of the rented house.
The man stared at the screen expressionlessly, his demeanor cold.
Nothing unexpected happened.
The boy has learned his lesson.
Perhaps they've learned their lesson.
The furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
Fu Tingyu's calm and composed expression, as if washed clean, finally underwent a slight change.
He only comes alive, like a living person, when he is facing Huaiyan.
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The knocking continued.
"Knock knock knock".
Unlike the group that came to collect debts last time, this time they were banging on the door violently.
The knocking sounded unusually regular.
And they persevered tirelessly.
It seemed that if Huaiyan didn't open the door, he would keep knocking.
“Fu Tingyu is still on his way back,” 073 said. “Besides, Fu Tingyu has a key, so why would he knock on the door?”
The boy slumped to the floor, leaning weakly against the sofa cushions, and answered intermittently, "Then, who could it be?"
Jiang Ze?
But last time, he had already clearly rejected Jiang Ze.
Will they come looking for us again?
But upon closer reflection, it seems that Jiang Ze is the only suitable candidate.
2365 has most likely already been dealt with by a man.
How did Jiang Ze find out the address?
Huai Yan's mind was in a mess. Why were so many people taking turns targeting him?
“No matter who it is, in your current state,” 073 sighed, “you can’t see anyone except Fu Tingyu.”
If the boy encountered other perverts, he would have absolutely no chance of fighting back.
Huaiyan nodded gently, her eyes glazed over as she stared at the doorway, her long eyelashes trembling. "Okay..."
"Knock knock knock".
After finding no one to respond, the knocking on the door suddenly became louder.
"Huaiyan!" someone called from outside the door. "Are you in there?"
Upon hearing the familiar voice, both the person and the system were stunned.
It really is Jiang Ze.
"Should we...should we open it?"
“It’s possible to drive,” 073 said with some concern, “but is it alright for you in your current state?”
Jiang Ze is at least the male lead; if he just goes through the motions, he can still earn some redemption points.
“Yes, yes,” Huaiyan propped herself up, clenching her fists. “I’ll go… open the door.”
Otherwise, he would really be worried that Jiang Ze's progress would be too slow.
The boy stood up shakily, leaning on the sofa, like a porcelain doll about to shatter.
The door in front of him opened, and Huaiyan took a small step back.
"What...what are you doing here?" he asked softly, his handsome brows slowly furrowing. "Is...something wrong?"
Jiang Ze remained silent.
"I came to see you."
"What's so interesting about it?" The boy's eyes widened slightly, a hint of surprise in them. "I didn't tell you the address."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ze suddenly stepped forward and blocked the door frame.
"Very cautious." Jiang Ze chuckled, half his face hidden in the darkness. "I discovered it myself."
Huaiyan took another step back, putting some distance between herself and Jiang Ze.
"You..." The boy's tone was full of shock and anger, "You were following me!?"
That shouldn't be the case.
In the first few days after they met at school, it was Huaiyan who pursued Jiang Ze.
Where did Jiang Ze find the time to follow him?!
And just two days ago, they were perfectly fine and could speak normally.
Why is Jiang Ze acting like a completely different person today?
“It’s not stalking.” Jiang Ze approached Huai Yan, a kind of obsessive madness in his eyes. “Guess again.”
Unbeknownst to him, the boy had already been beaten to it by others.
If I had known, I wouldn't have pretended.
A few traces of regret flashed through Jiang Ze's heart.
His original intention was to play the long game and catch a big fish.
Back then, the obvious fawning and eagerness in the boy's eyes were unmistakable.
Jiang Ze was eager to see what tricks Huai Yan would pull, something different from what others would come up with.
As it turned out, the boy was quite oblivious and changed his mind halfway through, going to find other men.
This is completely different from Jiang Ze's original plan.
If he hadn't discovered it by chance today, he wouldn't know how long the boy would have kept it from him.
This almost obsessive possessiveness was driving Jiang Ze crazy.
The thought of the boy in another man's arms, displaying such a seductive yet innocent expression, is unbearable.
He couldn't control his anger and wanted to break the man's legs and lock him up.
Ideally, a huge, ornate birdcage should also be built.
Let the boy step into that cage, and he will never be able to get out.
"What are you trying to do?!"
Huaiyan's exclamation pulled Jiang Ze back to reality. "Don't come any closer!"
At the same time, 073 was issuing a frantic warning in Huaiyan's mind.
"Host! Danger! Jiang Ze is not behaving properly!" 073 exclaimed anxiously. "Forget about redemption, close the door right now! Jiang Ze is about to lose control!"
In the background of 073, there is a display screen that can monitor the male protagonist's status at any time.
At this moment, all of Jiang Ze's data were in disarray.
In the original storyline, the male protagonist Jiang Ze lost control like this only after finding the original owner who had abandoned him and locking her in the villa.
In an even more serious case, Jiang Ze couldn't stand the original owner's contact with other people, so he went to great lengths to cripple the original owner's legs.
Huaiyan: "!!"
No!
no!
I don't want my legs broken.
Huai Yan suddenly grabbed the handle and shoved Jiang Ze hard, trying to close the door behind her.
But to everyone's surprise, Jiang Ze remained completely still, not even flinching at all because of the boy's movements.
...It's too late.
"The danger level has reached its maximum!" 073 was so anxious that it wished it could close the door for Huaiyan. "Host! Danger! Get out of here!"
However, it was too late.
“Yan Yan,” Jiang Zeyi grasped the boy’s slender wrist, a dark current surging in his eyes, “Don’t you like me?”
Huaiyan shook his head in fear, trying to pull his wrist away, struggling repeatedly: "What are you doing! Let go!"
"explain."
The force on his wrist suddenly increased, and Jiang Ze stared straight at the boy, repeating, "Do you like me?"
madman!
Huai Yan exclaimed in surprise as Jiang Ze rubbed her fair wrist until it turned bright red.
"You're insane!" Huai Yan pounded on Jiang Ze's shoulder. "Let go of me! You're crazy!"
But the boy's weak fists were like hitting cotton, having no power whatsoever.
"Hmm." Jiang Ze let Huai Yan hit him, and said in a hoarse voice, "I've gone mad."
"Yan Yan." Jiang Ze's fingertips caressed the boy's soft hand, his voice hoarse, "I'll break your legs and lock you in the villa, okay?"
Huaiyan: "!!!"
073: "!!!"
Huai Yan trembled all over.
As if frightened by Jiang Ze's mad words, the boy retreated in terror.
Hot tears streamed down his face, and he shook his head helplessly.
Suddenly, for some reason, Huaiyan felt that the surrounding air pressure made it hard for him to breathe.
It was as if a gaze was watching him.
The boy felt a chill run down his spine and looked up as if he had sensed something.
Fu Tingyu stood a few meters away, watching them intently.
I don't know how long I watched it.
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