Mr. Fu's abusive lover

Hearing this, Fu Yucheng suddenly trembled all over, and turned up the broken clothes on his chest, completely covering Chen Chen's broken face.

The trousers under him were hurriedly taken off, Chen Chen's legs were bent and pressed against the sides of his cheeks, and then bursts of severe pain came, Chen Chen just opened his eyes and looked into the darkness.

He could clearly feel that there was blood, and a lot.

The body was folded in half, and the feeling of oppression swept over again. Chen Chen gasped silently, feeling that he couldn't relieve it for a moment.The movements on his body were still going on, from head to toe, Chen Chen didn't have a single place that didn't hurt.

But his voice has lost the function of shouting, and he no longer has the strength to do unnecessary struggles.

It's good to die like this, so what's the struggle?

I heard that Fu Yucheng went back to the old house recently, and Chen Chen didn't know what he was doing, anyway, it wouldn't be a good thing, otherwise he wouldn't have been tortured to this point.

When Chen Chen woke up, the smell of blood in the room became stronger, and when he opened his eyes, it was still dark.He lay naked on the bed for a whole day before he slowly put on the torn clothes and crawled into the cage again.

He's a doctor and knows he's in a bad situation.Lobar pneumonia is not such a serious disease, I am only afraid of heart failure caused by untimely treatment or too weak body.

And he didn't need to go to the hospital for an examination, and he knew clearly that he already had signs of heart failure a few days ago, but his condition got worse yesterday.

The nanny basically delivered meals once every two days, but Fu Yucheng never came again.The young master only came once and told him very friendly that Chen Zhanxue's company was on the verge of bankruptcy and had fled with Chen Heng's money, while his wife had temporarily become a scapegoat.

Chen Chen just smiled indifferently after hearing this, and didn't take it seriously.The young master didn't see the desired effect, so he insulted him for a long time, dragged him out and punched and kicked him.

But unexpectedly.Fu Yucheng lost his temper because of this incident.

When the nanny delivered food to Chen Chen that day, Fu Yucheng only glanced at him, and saw Chen Chen's face covered in bruises.

His face changed again and again, he put down his chopsticks and strode up to Chen Chen, raised his chin and looked around for a moment.

"Say, who hit it?"

Chen Chen was about to fall asleep again, but was dragged by Fu Yucheng, and opened his eyes in a daze.His eyes had become unhealthy gray, Chen Chen listened in confusion, but he didn't hear what Fu Yucheng was saying.

Seeing his appearance, Fu Yucheng suddenly shouted: "Who the hell hit him!"

I understand, but Chen Chen just looked at Fu Yucheng with half-opened eyes. He knew that Fu Yucheng was going crazy again.Whether you answer or not, you will be beaten as much as you deserve.

"I told you to tell me!" Fu Yucheng's eyes were about to burst, he suddenly dropped his chin, turned and went out.

Chen Chen staggered from being thrown, and passed out again.

There was the sound of heavy objects colliding downstairs, followed by an extremely tragic cry. The young master covered his chest and burst into tears.

He stumbled back, terrified Fu Yucheng to the extreme, stuttered with tears all over his face: "Don't, don't hit, it hurts, I hurt so much."

Fu Yucheng was so angry that he pulled the young master's hair with his arms, and said with a sneer, "Say, who told you to hit him, did I allow it?"

"No, you didn't", the young master grinned in pain, with snot and tears flowing down together: "I don't dare, I really don't dare."

"You're very courageous." Fu Yucheng pressed his face to the ground fiercely, and said with a smile, "I can't do what your father asked me to do, and my family can't accommodate your big Buddha, so get out."

After hearing this, the young master's breath was stagnant. Regardless of the young master's delicacy, he knelt down on the ground and hugged Fu Yucheng's thigh: "I made a mistake, Boss Fu. You just bypassed me this time, and my father will beat me to death."

Fu Yucheng lowered his head to see that he was silent, grabbed his arm and dragged him mercilessly to the door.

Only the sound of the floor rubbing against the clothes was heard, and the farce ended with the little young master's crying slightly diminishing.

Chen Chen was still lying on the ground and fell asleep, he could vaguely hear the noise outside, but he could no longer spare his energy to explore it.He really wanted to say that there is no need to treat the young master like this, anyone who beats him is the same, and he doesn't have to do it himself.

He could feel that Fu Yucheng had been fooled by watching him for a long time, but Chen Chen was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, so he just fell asleep like this.

Fu Yucheng opened the cage, carried Chen Chen out, and gently placed him on the bed, then took a wet towel and wiped his whole body carefully.

When Chen Chen woke up, he found that he had been changed into clean clothes and covered with a warm quilt.

It was rare for him to wake up, he was dazed for a while, then got out of bed with difficulty, and got into the cage.

In this villa, the bed is not a place for him to stay. He has to recognize his identity in order to satisfy Fu Yucheng, so that he can die happily.

The sound of conversation came from the living room, and Chen Chen was listlessly clutching his burning stomach and heart when he heard a very familiar male voice.

Chen Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and opened his mouth in disbelief.That was Fu Niansheng's voice, through the thin door of the utility room under the stairs, Chen Chen could hear his voice clearly in the darkness.

He can't hear this voice wrong, no one's voice is more recognizable than Fu Niansheng's.

They are both surnamed Fu, so what is the relationship?

brother?friend?

Chen Chen put his face on the cage and smiled wryly. So he knew each other, which made him still worried that Fu Yucheng would embarrass him, and made him lose his only mobile phone.

The conversation outside the door gradually became clear, but Fu Yucheng's words were less deep, and he respected Fu Niansheng very much.

"How long will you stay here this time? How is Xiaoxi over there? I miss him a little bit."

Fu Niansheng smiled, lowered his head and took a sip of tea: "Xiaoxi was brought back by me. Last time I brought her back, I said that I like this place more, so I want to bring her back to study."

"That's good." Fu Yucheng said with a smile, "I'll go see her someday and ask her if she still remembers that this brother is here."

"I will definitely remember it," Fu Niansheng thought of the little guy, and smiled: "He is very naughty, and his eyes are only on the good-looking uncle all day long."

After chatting for a while, Fu Niansheng suddenly fell silent, apparently he had something serious to say: "I went to see your father yesterday, and I think his condition is much worse, and I can't recognize him anymore. If I call you, I will call you." Grandpa's name".

Fu Niansheng hesitated a little, but still said: "Yesterday, I saw that the pressure sore under his buttocks has festered, and there is a bad smell under the quilt."

"I also know that my brother is lacking in being a man and a father, but I thought, can you give him a good time and stop making him suffer."

The air in the living room stagnated suddenly, and then quickly formed ice, and the temperature dropped to zero.

"No", Fu Yucheng's face darkened immediately, as if he had been touched against the scales, "Uncle, you can ask me anything, but I can't agree to this alone."

Fu Niansheng smiled helplessly, and didn't continue the topic. He just sighed and said, "You have always been so hostile. It's been so many years, and you should let it go."

Fu Yucheng didn't speak, looked at the scar on Fu Niansheng's hand, and said suddenly: "He treated you like that back then, you come to persuade me now, don't you hold any grudge against him?"

"I can't talk about bearing grudges," Fu Niansheng said: "There are resentments, after all, I was under his shadow when I was young, and it is difficult to forgive him."

After listening to the intermittent voice, Chen Chen made a rough idea, then he lowered his head and dozed off again, knowing that Fu Niansheng didn't know anything about him, so he fell asleep with some comfort.

Recently, the fever has finally gotten better, but the problem of fatigue has disappeared.Chen Chen was in the ink-stained darkness.Can't feel the passage of time.

Fu Niansheng came two more times, both of which brought a lively little girl, the laughter of "giggling" surrounded the whole living room, only at this time, Chen Chen's brain would not be as dull as rust.

He gradually realized that his thinking was deteriorating, and even if his condition improved, he would spend more time sleeping than waking up.

It was the second time Fu Niansheng came to realize the strangeness at first, and Chen Chen gradually couldn't remember his name when he heard the voice. It took him half a day to memorize the names of almost all the people he knew.

Next, when Chen Chen heard that Fu Yucheng was inquiring about the whereabouts of Chen Zhanxue and Chen Heng in the living room, he felt that he should have an impression of these two people, but he couldn't think of any relationship with him.

Until one time, when Fu Yucheng stood in front of him, Chen Chen had already forgotten the name of the person who tortured him and made him tremble.

But the instinctive fear still existed in the body, Chen Chen counted his fingers, and subconsciously avoided the man's gaze.

Until one time, Fu Yucheng may have conscience and asked him to come out to let him out. Chen Chen was sober once in a while, but he still instinctively wanted to get into a safe cage and hide in the boundless darkness.

That day, Fu Yucheng rarely asked him happily: "Chenchen, did you do the file thing?"

Chen Chen knelt weakly on the ground, and when he heard this, he raised his transparent and pale face, which had been imprisoned for more than two months without seeing the sun, and said, "Mr. Fu, I did it."

For a dying person who has accepted his fate, let him admit that everything is good, and the result will be the same anyway.