After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

"You beat him up and crippled him. Brain-damaged is best. I want to see how a fool can get my wife."

Fu Yanchuan pinched Su Yaoyao's chin and made her watch Pei Shaoqing being beaten to death by her own bodyguard.

"Fu Yanchuan, please release Pei Shaoqing. This matter has nothing to do with him. I came here on my own. He didn't know I was coming, and I didn't know he would come either. Don't wrongly accuse the innocent."

"Innocent?" Fu Yanchuan sneered and released his hand that was pinching Su Yaoyao's chin. "For me, there is no such thing as innocent. If he dares to covet my woman, it's a capital crime."

Su Yaoyao struggled to stand up, her eyes full of anger and despair: "Fu Yanchuan, you are a lunatic! Pei Shaoqing doesn't know anything, why do you treat him like this?"

At this time, Pei Shaoqing had been beaten to death by the bodyguards, but he still tried to raise his head and look at Su Yaoyao, his eyes full of worry.

Seeing Pei Shaoqing looking at Su Yaoyao lovingly, and then seeing Su Yaoyao's nervousness and concern towards Pei Shaoqing, Fu Yanchuan's anger burned fiercely.

His palms tightly clasped Su Yaoyao's waist, as if he wanted to merge her into his body to declare his ownership.

He leaned over and put his lips close to Su Yaoyao's ear, and said in a cold and low voice: "Yaoyao, do you know this? I hate other men caring about you and looking at you with this kind of eyes. It makes me very unhappy. If I am unhappy, his end will be miserable. Remember, you, Su Yaoyao, belong to me. You can only have me as a man in your life, and you can only focus on me."

Fu Yanchuan's words were filled with obvious anger and possessiveness, causing Su Yaoyao to tremble all over.

She could clearly feel the other person's breath spraying on her ear. The warm and strong masculine scent instantly spread, making her heart beat faster involuntarily.

Su Yaoyao's body was trembling slightly, as if she couldn't suppress the tension and fear in her heart.

"Yaoyao, tell me, which part of his body should I cripple? His hands? His feet? Or... just make him a eunuch, so that he will never miss you again in his life."

Fu Yanchuan's voice was cold and cruel, as if he was discussing an insignificant matter.

Su Yaoyao's tears fell uncontrollably, "Fu Yanchuan, you are always like this, like to involve other people in everything." Her voice was choked, full of helplessness and disappointment.

"Yaoyao, no, don't ask him. I would rather die than let you suffer any injustice and leave him."

Pei Shaoqing was tightly controlled by several bodyguards, but his eyes were firm and resolute.

Fu Yanchuan looked at Pei Shaoqing, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "Oh, Master Pei, you are still very tough. It doesn't matter, you will soon know how powerful I am."

He turned around and ordered his bodyguard, "Chop off one of his hands."

"No, no, Fu Yanchuan, stop it! Fu Yanchuan, stop it, do you hear me?"

Su Yaoyao screamed in horror. She couldn't imagine that such a cruel thing would actually happen in front of her.

However, Fu Yanchuan seemed not to hear her cry. His eyes were cold and he had made up his mind to make Pei Shaoqing pay the price. There was a suffocating fear in the air.

"Do it."

Fu Yanchuan gave the order indifferently, as if he was just dealing with a trivial matter.

“Don’t…” Su Yaoyao’s cry sounded so weak, her eyes were full of fear and despair.

"Ah..." A scream broke the silence. Su Yaoyao saw with her own eyes Pei Shaoqing's hand being chopped off, with blood all over it.

She could hardly bear such a cruel scene. Her tears surged like a flood and her body trembled involuntarily.

However, Fu Yanchuan did not give up.

He held her chin tightly, forcing her to face what was happening.

His cold, merciless and extremely cruel eyes were like an extremely sharp knife, piercing deep into her heart, as if he wanted her to always remember the pain and despair she was experiencing at that moment.

"Fu Yanchuan, you are a complete lunatic! You are mentally ill, and you should go to a mental hospital..."

Su Yaoyao screamed, her voice filled with anger and grief.

She couldn't understand why Fu Yanchuan would become so crazy. Could such a cruel and cold devil love her? Impossible, he was just unwilling to be divorced by her.

Fu Yanchuan looked at the anger and despair in Su Yaoyao's eyes, but there was no ripple in his heart.

He has been completely driven towards destruction by jealousy and possessiveness, desperate to maintain his status and control, even if it means hurting the people he loves. Now Fu Yanchuan has lost his reason and humanity, and is only left with coldness and cruelty.

Su Yaoyao's heart felt like it was torn apart. She looked at Pei Shaoqing lying in a pool of blood and tears flowed like rain.

"Fu Yanchuan, you will regret this!" She gritted her teeth and hated the devil in front of her.

Fu Yanchuan smiled, and his smile was very cold: "I will not regret it. Whoever dares to touch my woman will have to pay the price."

"Chop off his other hand, too."

"No! No! Fu Yanchuan, please, don't do this! Send him to the hospital quickly, quickly! I beg you!"

Pei Shaoqing's face was full of pain and despair. His voice was so loud and miserable at the beginning, but as time went on, his cries became weaker and weaker, as if he would faint at any time.

His face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his body was shaking constantly due to extreme pain.

Su Yaoyao's eyes were filled with despair, and she was passing on the last glimmer of hope to Fu Yanchuan.

"Fu Yanchuan, please, let him go. He has nothing to do with this matter."

However, Fu Yanchuan remained indifferent. He looked at everything in front of him coldly, with no intention of stopping.

There was even a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was enjoying Pei Shaoqing's pain.

Such a scene caused a wave of turmoil in Su Yaoyao's heart. Looking at Pei Shaoqing's desperate eyes...she thought of her previous life, that period of time that was too painful to look back on. She was imprisoned in a mental hospital, never seeing the sun all day, and living in endless darkness.

There is no hope there, only despair; no warmth, only coldness; no freedom, only bondage.

Every day is a torture, every moment is like suffering in hell.

At that time, she was just like Pei Shaoqing who had his hands chopped off now, helpless, desperate, and trapped in a cage from which there was no escape.

Those painful memories came flooding back, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.

She seemed to feel the cold iron chains tightly wrapped around her wrists again, heard the sound of the iron door slamming shut, and smelled the pungent smell of disinfectant and medicine.

The days and nights of torture, the endless loneliness and fear, all reappeared in her mind along with this bloody scene.

She couldn't help but close her eyes, tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes.

Fu Yanchuan looked at Su Yaoyao's pale face and trembling body, and an inexplicable panic surged in his heart.

"Su Yaoyao, are you really that bad for Pei Shaoqing? Ah, Su Yaoyao, the more you do this, the more I want him to die."

"No, Fu Yanchuan, I was wrong, I was wrong, I will go back with you, and you take Pei Shaoqing to the hospital, please."

"It's not impossible for me to let Pei Shaoqing go, Yaoyao, let me give you a chance."

Fu Yanchuan's voice was cold and cruel. He pulled Su Yaoyao in front of Pei Shaoqing and handed her a stick.

Su Yaoyao widened her eyes, looked at the stick in front of her, then looked at Pei Shaoqing, who was almost dying.

"Come on, Yaoyao, break his legs, and I'll let him go."

Fu Yanchuan continued, his tone revealing an unquestionable determination.

Su Yaoyao looked at the man in front of her. She couldn't believe her ears. She looked at him with eyes full of fear and confusion.

"You...what did you say?" Su Yaoyao's voice trembled as she tried to understand this ridiculous request. "You want me to break Pei Shaoqing's legs?"

"Yes, as long as you break his legs, I will let him go."

Fu Yanchuan repeated it, his smile growing wider, but his eyes flashing with coldness.

Su Yaoyao felt a chill, and she realized that this man was a lunatic.

"No, I can't."

Su Yaoyao shook her head firmly, her eyes flashing with determination and courage, "I can't do such a thing."

Fu Yanchuan's smile disappeared instantly, and he stared at Su Yaoyao with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe that she would refuse his request.

His expression gradually turned gloomy, and his eyes flashed dangerously.

"good very good."

He gritted his teeth and said, "Since you choose this, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After saying this, he turned and walked towards Pei Shaoqing, cruelty flashing in his eyes.

"Fu Yanchuan, you can't do this!" Su Yaoyao grabbed Fu Yanchuan's sleeve tightly, her voice full of pleading.

However, Fu Yanchuan just glanced at her coldly, raised his thin lips slightly, and revealed a smile that made Su Yaoyao feel cold on her back.

"Why can't I do this? He kidnapped my wife, I can kill him."

He said it lightly, as if breaking Pei Shaoqing's leg was just a trivial matter.

This smile and this tone made Su Yaoyao completely understand that Fu Yanchuan was a cold, ruthless, and even cruel person.

Su Yaoyao's heart sank, "Yaoyao, I'll give you 5 seconds to think about it."

Fu Yanchuan's voice was cold and firm, and every word pierced Su Yaoyao's heart like a needle, "You break his legs, or I throw him into the river to feed the fish."

Su Yaoyao's heart sank suddenly. She looked at the man in front of her, her eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

She couldn't imagine that this man would actually say such a thing.

5 seconds seemed as long as a century.

Countless thoughts flashed through Su Yaoyao's mind. She knew that no matter what choice she made, someone would be hurt.

However, she couldn't just watch Pei Shaoqing being thrown into the river.

"Fu Yanchuan, will you really be happy if you do this?"

Su Yaoyao's voice trembled, but her eyes were extremely firm. "Why did you do this? Because of love?"

Fu Yanchuan's eyes flashed slightly, but were quickly covered by coldness.

"Yaoyao, start in five seconds."

He began to count down, "Three, two..."

"No!" Su Yaoyao shouted, tears welling up in her eyes.

She knew that she couldn't just watch Pei Shaoqing die.

She closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath, then suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Fu Yanchuan, "I'll break his legs, you let him go, send him to the hospital, and he's out of danger, and I'll get married with you, okay?"

Fu Yanchuan's mouth curled up into a cold smile. He handed over the stick and said, "Go ahead."

Su Yaoyao took the stick with trembling hands. She looked at Pei Shaoqing, her eyes full of apology and determination.

She knew that her choice at this moment would change the fate of many people.

But she also understood that she could no longer hesitate and had to make a decision.

She raised the stick and smashed it down hard.

Pei Shaoqing's screams rang out, and Su Yaoyao's heart broke.

But she didn't stop until Pei Shaoqing's leg was broken.

"Okay, you can let him go. Send someone to take him to the hospital. If Fu Yanchuan dies, you can just prepare to marry his corpse."

Su Yaoyao's voice was choked with sobs. She looked at Fu Yanchuan, her eyes filled with hatred and determination.

She knew that there was no longer any relationship between her and this man.

From now on, she will only hate him.

Fu Yanchuan looked at the determination in Su Yaoyao's eyes, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He didn't expect that she would actually break Pei Shaoqing's legs. He just wanted to force her to go back with him.

Such a result did not seem to make him feel satisfied or happy. Instead, he felt an inexplicable emptiness and loss.

He waved his hand and had Pei Shaoqing taken away to the hospital.

Then, he looked at Su Yaoyao with complicated eyes, "Yaoyao, you can't blame me for this, you chose it yourself."

Su Yaoyao did not answer, she just looked at him coldly, her heart was bleeding.

He took Su Yaoyao away from the scene, and Su Yaoyao was taken back to the villa and locked in the room.

She curled up in the corner, shivering, the scene just now kept appearing in her mind. She closed her eyes, tears flowing uncontrollably.

She knew that she had fallen into a dilemma from which she could not escape.

Fu Yanchuan's paranoia and cruelty made her feel desperate, while her guilt and heartache for Pei Shaoqing pierced her heart like a knife.

In the evening, Fu Yanchuan came back. The moment the door was opened, Fu Yanchuan's eyes fell on the girl curled up on the bed.

Her figure seemed so fragile and helpless that his heart couldn't help but ache slightly.

This kind of pain is incompatible with his usual cold image, but it is real.

He walked towards the bed, and with every step he took, the emotions in his heart became more complicated.

When he walked to the bed and looked at her face, the desire for possession and the urge to force her surged into his heart again.

He slowly leaned forward, his large, powerful hands firmly clasping her slender, soft waist, as if afraid that she would suddenly disappear, and he held her tightly in his arms, allowing her to clearly feel his strong, solid chest and his fiery body temperature.

Without hesitation, he kissed her delicate and tempting lips fiercely with his two thin yet extremely lethal lips.

At this moment, time seemed to stop, and there were only two of them left in the whole world.

His heartbeat echoed in his ears like thunder. At this moment, his heart was filled with a strong possessiveness and compulsion. He seemed to want to completely integrate her into his body in this way, making her a part of himself and never separate from her.

Her breathing began to become rapid and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

This kiss was different from any other kiss he had had before.

It carries a crazy passion, a deep possession, and an indescribable emotion.

It was as if he was declaring that she was his and could only belong to him, and he could not lose her. Whether it was because of love or possession, he could not let her leave him.

The kiss faded and he left her lips but still held her tightly.

His eyes were deep and complex, as if hiding too many secrets and emotions.

The girl on the bed just closed her eyes quietly, as if she was avoiding something.

The silence at this moment made the atmosphere in the room even heavier.

Fu Yanchuan's heart was filled with confusion and bewilderment.

"Yaoyao..."