Chapter 300 Retribution [1st Update]
Fu Yichen looked at the thirty venomous snakes that Yunwu had brought in, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.
His body trembled violently: "What...what do you want to do?"
Fu Yichen knew it was a snake, but he didn't know what kind it was.
He was lazy and didn't know anything about farming, let alone how to identify poisonous snakes.
But he wasn't blind. These snakes were all incredibly terrifying, hissing and flicking their tongues, the sounds constantly rubbing against his eardrums, almost making him feel like his liver and gallbladder were about to burst.
"Oh, don't you recognize it?" Yunshan pointed to one of the snakes and explained considerately, "This is a king cobra. Its venom contains neurotoxins and cardiotoxins."
"One bite, and you'll die instantly."
He then pointed to another patterned snake: "This is a lancehead viper. It's more venomous than a king cobra. The lethal dose of its venom is only 0.12 milligrams. Let's see if you can escape it."
“And this one.” Yunshan’s finger landed on a green snake. “This is a white-lipped bamboo viper, quite pretty, isn’t it? But it can cause your heart to fail and die.”
Ian, listening from the side, was sweating profusely, let alone Fu Yichen.
Fu Yichen wanted to faint, but due to extreme fear, his nerves remained taut.
He suddenly remembered something from a very long time ago, almost twenty years ago, but the scene was still vividly present in his mind.
At that time, Fu Yunshen was only three years old.
He was a very handsome little boy, but he neither cried nor laughed. He had a cold expression and always looked at others with his light amber eyes.
Fu Yichen disliked this suddenly appearing younger brother, but his grandfather liked him, which made him jealous.
He took advantage of being older than Fu Yunshen and often bullied Fu Yunshen in various ways, but he never got any benefit from it and even suffered the consequences several times.
Until one day, Fu Mingcheng warned him not to go near the innermost room on the fourth floor because there were poisonous snakes inside that could kill people.
A sudden surge of malice welled up within him, and Fu Yichen seized an opportunity to lock Fu Yunshen in that room, even locking the door behind him.
After that, he happily went to the amusement park with Madam Fu, having long forgotten about the incident.
Fu Yichen thought that a three-year-old child could not possibly survive.
But three days later, he saw Fu Yunshen being taken to the hospital by Old Master Fu.
He was alive and well, but he suffered a very serious injury.
No one knows how Fu Yunshen got out.
Including Fu Yunshen himself.
Sometimes, the simple act of simply surviving can unleash unprecedented potential in a person.
He needs revenge, so he must live.
Even if I'm covered in wounds.
"It has nothing to do with me!" Fu Yichen finally remembered everything. He broke out in a cold sweat and shouted, "It was my dad! It was all my dad who did it! Go find him! Go find him!"
"Don't worry, don't worry, Fu Mingcheng is going to be in even worse shape. Young Master will deal with him personally." Yunshan said, already opening a cage. "You'll find out today. I'll show you the news in a bit."
These venomous snakes were well-trained and did not attack others; they slowly crawled towards Fu Yichen.
"Do you know this is murder?" Fu Yichen retreated frantically. "If I die, you're all doomed!"
"Don't worry." Yunshan grinned, his expression sinister. "You won't die. You'll only experience the suffocating feeling of being on the verge of death and the sensation of your heart being paralyzed by toxins."
“Once you are about to die, we have the antidote. We will inject you with it, and then you will be bitten again, and we will inject you again, and so on.”
“You locked up the young master for three days. He was only three years old then. You’re almost thirty now. It’s not unreasonable for us to lock you up for thirty days, is it?”
Fu Yichen's eyes widened in disbelief: "Madmen, you bunch of madmen!"
At that moment, a white-lipped bamboo viper darted forward and bit Fu Yichen's arm.
The intense pain made him scream, and his vision blurred in waves.
Another snake, less venomous, constricted his shoulder, its tongue flicking.
"What's gotten into you?" Yunshan clapped his hands. "Didn't you do the same thing before? What goes around comes around, it's just karma. Don't accuse us of bullying people."
"You're so clever," Ian couldn't help but praise. "How did you come up with this idea?"
He's a complete freak.
But he likes it.
“It wasn’t our idea.” Yunshan shook his head. “We were thinking of just throwing this kid into the mountains where poisonous snakes live and letting him fend for himself. It was Miss Ying who came up with the idea, and she also provided the antidote.”
"Impressive, impressive." Ian thought for a moment, then asked, "Who is Miss Ying?"
Yunshan paused for a moment: "He may be the only one who can keep the young master going."
**
The Fu family.
After receiving a call from Madam Fu, Fu Mingcheng rushed back from the Yuxiangfang factory.
His face was cold and stern: "Has Fu Yichen done something bad again?"
Fu Mingcheng always believed that it was someone Old Master Fu knew.
If not, why would they take Fu Yichen away after he angered Old Master Fu to the point of fainting?
Since it's someone Old Master Fu knows, then Fu Yichen shouldn't be in any serious trouble, after all, Fu Yichen is Old Master Fu's grandson.
At most, it's just a lesson.
"How could that be?" Madam Fu was so anxious she was almost crying. "After he was beaten last time, he stayed at home quietly and didn't cause any trouble."
"Go find him first." Fu Mingcheng frowned. "I guess he'll just be kidnapped and starved for a few days again. It's nothing serious. Su Lianghui's plane just arrived today. I have to go pick him up later. You keep an eye on things for now."
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
For Fu Mingcheng, Fu Yichen was not as important as the cooperation between Yuxiangfang and Biman.
If he can take over the management of Yuxiangfang from Fu Yunshen today, he can go and cooperate with Biman this afternoon.
Madam Fu was at a loss.
She didn't know why, but she always had a bad feeling, though she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
Fu Mingcheng ignored it, and Madam Fu had no choice but to call Fu Yihan again.
**
Although the funeral of Old Master Fu has ended, undercurrents are still surging in Shanghai.
This is the most turbulent time for the Fu family, and also the easiest time for them to take advantage of their vulnerability.
Large and small families alike are eyeing it covetously.
After Jiang Moyuan finished formulating the plan for the Fu Group at the company, he drove back to the Jiang family's old house at noon.
On the way, he glanced to the side and saw a familiar figure from behind.
The girl stood in front of the milk tea shop, holding two cups of milk tea in one hand and scanning a QR code to pay with the other.
She wore a misty blue trench coat and a beret, her dark hair reaching her waist, ethereal as mist.
Even just a glimpse of her back is breathtakingly beautiful.
It's hard to connect her with the quiet, unassuming country girl from Qingshui County she once was.
Jiang Moyuan pursed his lips, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, and then got up and got out of the car.
He walked over without noticing a Maserati parked on the side of the road.
After paying, Ying Zijing picked up her milk tea and prepared to get into the car.
"Xiao Jin," Jiang Moyuan said, "wait a moment."
Ying Zijin paused and turned around.
"I heard you left the Ying family." Jiang Moyuan didn't think there was anything wrong with his way of addressing you. "Then go to the Jiang family. The Jiang family is better than the Ying family, and I can take good care of you there."
Ye Suhe has not yet arranged a marriage for him; he is not currently engaged.
These past few days, he finally understood why he felt relieved when Ye Suhe said she was going to the Ying family to break off the engagement: it was because he realized he had someone he liked.
In the end, Ying Luwei also went to prison, and he had nothing to do with her anymore.
These words made Fu Yunshen, who was leaning against the passenger seat, twitch his eyelashes and open his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, you're always so self-righteous." Ying Zijing looked up, her attitude polite but chillingly cold. "From the very first time we met."
"What did you say?" Jiang Moyuan was taken aback, his brows furrowing.
They first met when he went to Qingshui County for poverty alleviation work. At that time, he asked her if she wanted to study in Shanghai.
Your tone was a bit cold, but how does that make you think you're so self-righteous?
Ying Zijing didn't look at him again. She opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat.
Jiang Moyuan then noticed that there were other people present, and his heart skipped a beat.
People in the industry are now mocking Fu Yunshen for being poor, powerless, and without status, but no one actually dares to mock him.
Even if she had nothing else, many people would still be willing to fall for such a face.
"Because of him?" Jiang Moyuan took a deep breath, only wanting to sneer, "Without the Fu family, what can he do? A spoiled young master, what can he use to protect you? His reputation?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Zijing turned her head and actually observed carefully.
“Jiang Moyuan, you don’t need to worry about that.” Fu Yunshen leaned back lazily in his chair, his light amber eyes gentle. “Yaoyao said she’ll take care of me.”
Just that one sentence made Jiang Moyuan's face turn pale little by little.
For the first time, this successful man showed an expression of disbelief.
Jiang Moyuan had never seen Fu Yunshen like this before, who could openly talk about being a kept man and even seem proud of it.
"She supported you?" Jiang Moyuan sneered. "Fu Yunshen, you have the nerve to say that? Why don't you just say so—"
He couldn't finish his sentence; it was all stuck in his throat.
"I'll take care of you, little one." Ying Zijing placed another cup of milk tea in Fu Yunshen's hand. "It's sweet, drink it while it's hot."
I'm experiencing writer's block. I'll combine the second and third updates this afternoon and try to finish this chapter with some angst.
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