Mr. Fu's abusive lover

Fu Yucheng put down his hands, and finally sighed silently. He took the chopsticks away, got up, opened the door and left.

He said to Chen Chen: "You can eat by yourself, I won't watch anymore."

Chen Chen was amnesty, and he quickly got up and ate with a bowl. The food was delicious, and he started to gobble it up even more, for fear of being snatched away by others.

When Fu Yucheng pushed the door open, the young master was standing by the door. When he saw Fu Yucheng coming out, he immediately grabbed Fu Yucheng's arm obediently. He narrowed his eyes and said obediently: "I miss you, and I will wait for you to come out at the door. Brother Fu will accompany you." me."

Although the young master didn't dare to enter the utility room again, his intention to fight for favor was obvious.

Fu Yucheng sneered when he thought of this, the man in the cage had been tormented by him all day long and shrunk in a corner and lost his shape, while the man beside him had white teeth and red lips, and delicate skin that had been carefully pampered.

Where else do we need to compare?

Fu Yucheng stood still and suddenly lowered his head to look at him for a while, seeing the young master's body stiff, with fine beads of sweat streaming down his forehead, he smiled and forced a smile, "Brother Fu, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Yucheng patted his face, put his hands on his waist, rubbed and said, "You can go in in the future, and you can say anything to him. But there is only one thing, don't touch him."

His warm breath hit the young master's ear, with a real warning: "Do you know?"

The young master breathed a sigh of relief, slumped his shoulders instantly, and nodded obediently with a smile: "I see."

In the dozens of small one-story houses that are being demolished around the city center, foul-smelling garbage is piled up around the huge blue garbage bins, and the black sewage freezes, extending along the end of the alley to the side of the road.

The black figure stepped on the sewage, entered the alley, and opened the innermost right wooden door.

The door squeaked, and a person hurriedly ran out from inside. The young man had greasy hair, an eager face, and sunken eye sockets that showed that he was in extremely poor condition. He asked, "Dad, what's the matter?"

Chen Zhanxue locked the door behind him, took off his hat, and walked into the house wearily, with a very ugly expression on his face: "The house has been mortgaged by the bank, and there are many people standing outside the company waiting for money, so I can't get in."

"Chen Chen!"

The young man became irritable, he wiped his hair and walked back and forth in the narrow courtyard: "It's all good things that Chen Chen did, just let it be your own bad luck, why do you have to drag us down, as expected, the wild species outside can't be raised Cooked!"

"Wait for me", Chen Heng stood in front of Chen Zhanxue, his face twisted into one piece with hatred, he said frantically, "When I see him, he must die badly."

His mouth was covered, and Chen Zhanxue stopped his next words with veins on his face: "You don't want to die! You speak so loudly. Is it because you are afraid that others will not know you are here?"

Chen Heng's eyes widened immediately, and he circled around suspiciously. He was extremely agitated by the displacement of the past few days, and asked with red eyes: "Then what should we do!"

Chen Zhanxue took off his coat and entered the house, and scraped off the dirt that he walked all the way on the threshold. He spoke calmly, as if what he said was not about his own son: "When you find him, send him to Fu Yucheng There, if it really doesn't work, beat him half to death first, and let Fu Yucheng relieve his anger first."

"After all, debts must always be repaid."

The dark room reflected the man's face on and off. Standing in the courtyard, Chen Heng shivered a few times.

In recent days, the young master has been free at home a lot. Fu Yucheng is usually not at home. His father's affairs have been resolved, so he has become a pampered young master again, with a lot of lawlessness.

The servants in the villa were all afraid of him, and even the nanny, who was usually arrogant, still had some fear of him.

He is being pampered, and no one will touch him.

The young master stood still at the door of the utility room, walked around the stairs a few times, thought about Fu Yucheng's words a few times, stayed for a long time, and then mustered up a lot of courage, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

Chen Chen has never left the iron cage. He has subconsciously regarded this darkness as his habitat. The cage can bring him all the sense of security, like his shell, and isolate all harm from it.

Fu Yucheng put some sleep aid medicine in Chen Chen's dinner yesterday, then took him out to take a bath, and changed into new clothes.

Chen Chen woke up the next morning and yelled for the white shirt. Fu Yucheng had no choice but to take the dirty white shirt out of the trash can and return it to him.

Heating was installed inside the house, and a glass was cut on the door by Fu Yucheng, so that the sunlight outside could shine in a few rays.

Although he can't get out of the cage, Fu Yucheng has a lot of tricks. He wants to make Chen Chen no longer afraid of the sun through these tiny details, and he can slowly get out of the iron cage.

But the effect was minimal, the fear was already deeply ingrained in Chen Chen's heart, and it was even more difficult to uproot it.

He didn't want to use a psychiatrist to treat Chen Chen, because no matter whether Chen Chen loved or feared him, he didn't want another person to understand Chen Chen's inner world.

Only he can do this, and no one else needs it at all.

So he needs someone who can stimulate Chen Chen's nerves when he is not around, so that Chen Chen will not continue to be dull and his condition will not deteriorate in the continuous silence.

He is not a professional, but it doesn't matter if Chen Chen gets better after being stimulated, or gets serious again.

Either way, he's all his.

All the happiness and pain can only be bestowed by him alone.

Although Chen Chen betrayed him.

The young master directly opened the door, letting the abundant sunlight directly flood the entire space, Chen Chen had nowhere to hide, he turned around slowly in the cage, and buried his head with his shirt.

The young master pulled a chair over and sat down, and said with a smile, "Why are you getting worse and worse?"

Chen Chen didn't move, but when he met a stranger, he seemed to be more afraid.

"I said", the young master was spotless all over, and his state was completely different from Chen Chen's. He smiled mockingly: "You can't even speak now, can you? Then I'm really a little It doesn't make any sense."

The man clutched the clothes in his hands, trying to block his ears from hearing the external voices, but he didn't respond.

The young master felt bored, so he kicked the cage and called the nanny: "Auntie!"

"What's the matter, young master?" The nanny seemed reluctant to enter here, and only stood at the door to answer.

"Tell me, can he still talk now?" the young master asked her with a yawn.

Aunt Wang lowered her head and rolled her eyes, and wiped her hands with a rag: "I will say it occasionally, but I just need to be stimulated a little bit."

"Stimulate?"

"You can't scold him." Aunt Wang turned her head and looked at Chen Chen inexplicably, and suddenly raised her hand to hit him. Sure enough, she heard Chen Chen hide deeper, and said "Don't hit, don't hit" in a very small way.

Aunt Wang turned her head to look at the young master with a smile: "You have to be like this, so that he will react."

The young master raised his eyebrows clearly, as if he was amused, he squatted beside Chen Chen, poked his head with his hand: "As expected, you are still afraid of being beaten."

He tried a few times with no success, and saw Chen Chen hiding inside in a panic, and often knocked against the iron cage because the space was not big enough, but his already bruised body was covered layer by layer. I can't see clearly that it's an old wound and a new one.

The young master lost interest under Chen Chen's trembling body while playing.

He hadn't seen Chen Chen's face all this time, but now he suddenly became interested, so he simply asked the nanny for dishwashing gloves, and grabbed his shirt covering his head through the iron cage.

"What are you doing covering your head? Why don't you come out and meet people?"