Rebirth of the Canary in Captivity

Shen An stared blankly at the things in front of him, the blood in his whole body seemed to have been frozen.

Countless pictures flashed through his brain, mixed with fragments of his previous life, each scene flashed, making his hair stand on end.

In other words, he no longer felt afraid, and even his heartbeat slowed down.

What exactly is Fu Yunqi's identity, what exactly does he want to do, and whether what he... said is all acting. Shen An's brain is filled with countless questions, but there are no waves in his heart.

He was used to being concealed and deceived, and he kept all the regrets and annoyances to himself—one should not trust someone who approached him with unknown intentions.

Shen An sniffled softly, held the doorknob and pulled it back, the secret door closed slowly, without the light, the golden handle still radiated a dim light.

Turn around, straighten your back and walk towards the elevator.

Back in the bedroom, the phone rang crazily, and Shen An realized that someone had called.

He hurriedly picked up the phone and put it to his ear, "...Hello?"

"Xiao An? Why did you answer the phone so late? I'm so worried..."

Listening to the voice coming from the mobile phone, Shen An shivered involuntarily.

His concern is also fake, he is acting.Shen An told herself silently in her heart.

"Yunqi, I was cleaning the room just now, what are you doing so nervous, I won't leave." Shen An said this on purpose, he wanted to test Fu Yunqi's reaction.

Fu Yunqi was silent for a few seconds, and said with a smile at random, "Don't work so hard, I was so tired last night, take a good rest today."

"En." Shen An didn't know what to answer, so he answered.

Fu Yunqi continued to say relentlessly, "I've only been away from you for a few hours, and I've already started to miss you, do you...do you miss me?"

Shen An looked at the Platinum Arowana in front of him with empty eyes, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Think about it."

I miss you dead.

Fu Yunqi, with a relaxed expression, didn't notice anything unusual. He raised his legs, glanced triumphantly at Fu Xingyue in front of him, and continued, "Then give me a kiss."

After a while, there was no more sound from the phone.

"...I'm tired, Yun Qi." Shen An's voice was hoarse, revealing endless exhaustion.

Seeing this, Fu Yunqi quickly said, "Then you rest first, I won't disturb you."

"En." Shen An replied quickly this time.

Seeing the other party hang up the phone, Fu Yunqi raised his chin to Fu Xingyue in front of him, "You see, we are together."

Fu Xingyue looked at a lunatic with horrified eyes, and it took him a long time to spit out a few words excitedly, "...crazy! Crazy!"

Fu Yunqi leaned back, smiled and said nothing.

"You... What do you want to do now? Keep it from him for the rest of your life?"

Fu Yunqi shook his head, "Sister, you're wrong, I'm not hiding it, I'm protecting him."

"Protection?" Fu Xingyue asked with a sneer, "Put him in a cage for protection?"

With an expression of "I can't help you if you think so", Fu Yunqi spread his hands, "So you think I should release him to work for you?"

"Forget it, sister, he belongs to me alone." Fu Yunqi's face darkened, and he lowered his eyebrows, "No one can take him away."

"You..." Fu Xingyue felt a little fear of his younger brother for no reason, and didn't even notice when the phone rang.

Fu Yunqi pushed the phone towards Fu Xingyue, stood up from the sofa, and walked out of the office.

Fu Xingyue looked at the word "Dad" on the phone and gripped the phone tightly, not knowing how to answer the call.

In the end, her finger slid towards the red dot, the ringing stopped abruptly, and Fu Xingyue's heart sank to the ground.

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Before entering the door, Fu Yuzhou raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, the pointer pointed to twelve o'clock.

Twelve o'clock at night, the time when people and ghosts intersect.

Putting away the black umbrella, he entered the building alone, and took the elevator to the top floor.

After verifying fingerprints and opening the door, the lights in the entrance flickered dimly, and Fu Yuzhou's own figure was reflected on the marble floor. He closed the door, threw the umbrella casually beside the shoe cabinet, changed his shoes and walked through the entrance.

The light in the living room was on, and a person in a bathrobe was sitting recliningly on the sofa. When he heard the door opening, the person didn't look back, but swirled the red wine in the glass and laughed.

Fu Yuzhou sat across from the man with a blank expression on his face, staring at him steadfastly.

"Brother Fu...you're back..." The man twisted his slender waist around Fu Yuzhou while holding the wine glass, leaned over, and groped his shoulders with his fingers.

Fu Yuzhou pushed him away calmly, turned his face, and said in a cold voice, "What are you doing here?"

The man was not angry when he was rejected forcefully, with a smile on his face all the time, with an innocent expression, "Brother Fu, I'm here to find you..."

As he spoke, his fingers tended to go down.

Fu Yuzhou grabbed the man's wrist and swept across him.

"Don't take an inch."

The man whispered "Yeah" as if he had discovered something surprising, and then slowly poured the red wine in his hand down Fu Yuzhou's white shirt.

Fu Yuzhou froze, but did not resist.

The man leaned close to Fu Yuzhou's ear, lowered his voice, and spoke slowly, "Fu Yuzhou, you are too courageous to talk to Master like this."

The next second, Fu Yuzhou's glasses were taken off by that person, and they were thrown on the jade-faced tea table, making a crisp sound.

His eyes were blurred, as if all his senses had been isolated, only his sense of smell was left—only the pungent smell of alcohol on his body.

The man stared at the well-known Chairman Fu's embarrassment in front of him, and he felt a sense of crushing pleasure in his heart. He patted Fu Yuzhou's face, "Chairman Fu, do you like me treating you like this?"

Fu Yuzhou didn't look at him, but stared straight ahead, his highly myopic eyes were hollow and lifeless.

The man approached slowly, and just as he was about to touch Fu Yuzhou's lips, the upstairs bedroom door sounded.

"... Yuzhou..."

A woman's subtle voice sounded from upstairs. Fu Yuzhou turned his head to look at the stairs, and could vaguely see the silhouette in the dark with long hair and a nightgown.

Seeing that Fu Yuzhou's attention was attracted by the woman, the man's expression changed, and he firmly pinched Fu Yuzhou's chin, forcing him to face himself.

"Let go, let go!" Unbearable to be insulted, Fu Yuzhou gritted his teeth and broke away from the man's hand.

Hearing Fu Yuzhou's struggle, Wen Ran walked downstairs quickly and turned on all the lights in the living room on the first floor.

The living room was instantly illuminated, and there was nowhere to hide any shadows under such strong light.

Fu Yuzhou subconsciously turned his face to the side, closed his eyes, but his body was firmly controlled by the man, unable to move.

When Wen Ran saw the eerie scene where her husband, who was the chairman, was pinned down on the sofa by a man, there was no surprise or horror on his face, but a little numbness on the contrary.

She leaned on her waist and slowly walked to the sofa opposite the two and sat down, drinking the red wine in the other goblet as if watching a play.

Fu Yuzhou turned his head to look at Wen Ran, but there was a mist in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The only thing he could feel was that the man began to undress his clothes, impatiently.

"Don't be here!" Fu Yuzhou gritted his teeth, and closed his eyes with a huge sense of humiliation, "Go to the bedroom, don't be here..."

The man turned a deaf ear to his words, and directly ripped off his expensive shirt that was stained with purple-red liquid.

Wen Ran's eyes were cold, she stroked her stomach, and said impatiently, "Yun Miao, don't be too rough, he couldn't walk steadily a few days ago, blood stained his pants..."

Yun Miao raised his head and smiled brightly, "Don't worry."

After speaking, the rough action started again.

Fortunately, the disgusting torture ended soon. Yun Miao pulled out his own things, wiped them with Fu Yuzhou's hundreds of thousands of ties, and threw them on Fu Yuzhou's face covered with sweat and tears.

Wen Ran sat opposite and watched the whole process, during which she covered her mouth several times and almost vomited.

Yun Miao put on his clothes, turned around and left without even looking at the two of them.

With the sound of closing the door, Wen Ran slowly stood up from the sofa, walked to Fu Yuzhou, and wiped him with a tissue.

Fu Yuzhou turned his head away, not letting her touch him.

Wen Ran stared at his distressed appearance, and sneered, "Why, do you feel ashamed now? When you let Yun Miao sleep with me, why didn't you feel ashamed?!"

[The author has something to say: the amount of information in this chapter is a bit large hhh each of these people is more scheming than the other

Good night in advance]

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