After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

"Yanchuan, what is going on?"

Mother Fu rushed over, her face full of anxiety and confusion, "Didn't your sister call you that day and say you were all fine? How could Yaoyao secretly go abroad?"

Fu Yanchuan drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, his expression gloomy, "Yes, it was my good brother Yanhong who helped her get the certificate. I said that day just because I didn't want you to worry."

"Yanhong?" Fu's mother repeated in astonishment.

"Yes," Fu Yanchuan rubbed his brows tiredly, "He helped Yaoyao."

Mother Fu was silent for a moment, then said softly:

"Yanchuan, if...if Yaoyao really doesn't like you, maybe you should consider letting her go. This child has a miserable life. She lost her mother when she was young, and her father treated her like that. Maybe leaving Beicheng is really a better choice for her."

Fu Yanchuan raised his head, his eyes deep, "Okay, mother, I understand, you go first, I want to be alone."

Mother Fu sighed, "Well... okay. Don't be too sad."

She turned to leave, then looked back at her son, her eyes full of worry.

"Let's go with Lingling."

Fu Yanchuan waved his hand, his voice a little hoarse.

Mother Fu took Lingling out of the room. At the door, Lingling suddenly looked back at the Fu residence, "Mother, I don't think Sister Yaoyao has left here."

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid?" Mother Fu tapped Lingling's head gently. "We have to go to school quickly." She pulled Lingling into the car, and the car slowly drove away.

Fu Lingling's eyes were fixed on her brother's villa. In her heart, she seemed to hear Su Yaoyao asking her for help.

Watching his mother and sister's car disappear from sight, Fu Yanchuan took a deep breath and returned to his usual indifference.

He stood up and walked straight to the basement.

In the dim light, his figure seemed particularly lonely.

Some things he has to face and solve personally.

The basement was dark but unusually clean.

A simple little bed was placed in the corner. Although the quilt on it was a little old, it exuded a sense of calmness.

Su Yaoyao lay there quietly, with no expression in her eyes. She tried to move her body, but her legs felt a piercing pain. Her hands were locked tightly to both sides of the bed with heavy iron chains, nailing them firmly in place, unable to move.

During these three days, Fu Yanchuan entered this dark cell several times.

Every time he just looked at her quietly, with complex emotions flashing in his deep eyes.

He did not give her any food, not even a drop of water.

Su Yaoyao: This is a cruel coercion. He wants to use it to force her to surrender and agree to become his wife.

The door creaked open slowly, and a blinding light shone in, causing a sting to my eyes that had adapted to the darkness.

Su Yaoyao opened her eyes slightly, and saw Fu Yanchuan in a suit and tie appear in her sight.

His figure appeared particularly tall in the backlight, yet he carried a sense of oppression that could not be ignored.

Fu Yanchuan sat down beside her bed, his voice low and magnetic: "Yaoyao, are you hungry?"

There seemed to be a hint of concern in his words.

Su Yaoyao did not answer, but just looked at him with hatred.

How could she not be hungry? She hadn’t eaten for three days, and every cell in her body was calling for nourishment.

"Yaoyao, you look like this now..." Fu Yanchuan laughed sarcastically, "You, do you still have the energy to struggle?"

Su Yaoyao uttered a sentence with difficulty: "You...what do you want to do? Fu...Yanchuan, you...don't make me hate you."

Her voice was thin as a thread, but full of fear and helplessness. Did she already know what Fu Yanchuan wanted to do?

"Don't you hate me anymore?" Fu Yanchuan sneered, "Since you already hate me, it doesn't matter if you hate me a little more. I will let you know that hating me is useless."

"No, don't! Fu...Fu Yanchuan, my legs...are still injured."

Su Yaoyao screamed in horror, but her voice seemed so insignificant in the face of Fu Yanchuan's cruelty.

"Legs? They're already broken." Fu Yanchuan said contemptuously, "It doesn't matter if you get hurt a little more. I will be your legs in the future, and you will rely on me to live."

His words were full of cruelty and arrogance.

Fu Yanchuan approached Su Yaoyao step by step, unbuttoned her clothes, and stripped them off like an inanimate object.

Su Yaoyao could only helplessly watch as her clothes were stripped off layer by layer, her heart filled with despair.

"No, no! Don't do this to me!" Su Yaoyao's voice had become hoarse, but her words seemed so powerless in the face of Fu Yanchuan's brutality.

Fu Yanchuan took off his suit jacket and shirt and unbuckled his belt, revealing his unruly nature.

He walked up to Su Yaoyao and caressed her body roughly.

"Yaoyao, didn't you drug me that day so that I could have you?"

Fu Yanchuan sneered, "Today, I will fulfill your wish."

Su Yaoyao's tears slid down her cheeks, and she yelled with all her strength, "You bastard! Let me go!"

Fu Yanchuan ignored her resistance and looked at Su Yaoyao coldly.

"Fu Yanchuan, you will regret it!" Su Yaoyao's eyes were filled with anger and despair.

However, Fu Yanchuan's reason had long been swallowed up by desire. He pressed heavily on Su Yaoyao...his eyes were full of evil.

The hot kiss came all over her, and Su Yaoyao didn't even have the strength to resist.

The injured leg was in excruciating pain under Fu Yanchuan's violent operation.

But there is something even more painful for Su Yaoyao to experience next.

"No, no, no..." Su Yaoyao's begging for mercy did not stop Fu Yanchuan. His big hands roamed freely on her body.

At this moment, Su Yaoyao suddenly used all her strength to bite Fu Yanchuan's shoulder.

Fu Yanchuan let go of her in pain. Su Yaoyao curled up on the other side of the bed, gasping for breath.

Fu Yanchuan's eyes became even colder, and he stared at Su Yaoyao as if he wanted to eat her alive.

"Su Yaoyao, if you don't accept my toast, I'll punish you!"

Su Yaoyao closed her eyes with despair, tears flowing silently.

Fu Yanchuan had no mercy at all and took possession of her ruthlessly.

The night was dark, and the moonlight shone on the window frame, mottled like her shattered heart at the moment.

Fu Yanchuan, at this moment, turned into a ruthless beast.

There was no mercy in his eyes, only the desire to plunder and possess, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Fu Yanchuan took possession of her without a trace of gentleness; his actions were rough and decisive.

Su Yaoyao only felt a tearing pain rising from the bottom of her heart and spreading to every part of her body.

She felt as if she was in the cold deep ocean, surrounded by endless darkness and cold, and could only endure it all helplessly.

For Su Yaoyao, these three hours were like experiencing three different worlds.

Every minute, every second, is endless torment.

She just felt like she was torn into countless pieces and then ruthlessly put back together.

That kind of pain is not only physical, but also mental torture.

The moonlight gradually dimmed, but her heartache was hard to calm down. That night became an unforgettable nightmare for her and an insurmountable gap between her and Fu Yanchuan.

"Yaoyao, you are finally mine, completely mine."

After finishing, Fu Yanchuan said something in Su Yaoyao's ear with a satisfied look on his face.

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