After the Little Foolish Servant Died, Yu Shao Went Mad Chapter 23

Chapter 23: Is He Much Gentler Than Me?

“My… my candies…”

Looking at the White Rabbit candies that had fallen into the water, Shen Yuan’s heart skipped several beats. He reached out with all his might, but he was held pinned by the man; he couldn’t even crouch down to pick them up.

Yu Xiuqing’s first glance caught the business card floating among the candies. His brow furrowed slightly, looking a bit surprised.

How could Shen Yuan have such a thing?

He used one hand to restrain the incessantly struggling youth, then bent down to pick up the card from the floor and flipped it over.

When he saw the name and avatar on it, Yu Xiuqing’s face turned cold. The sinister emotion in his eyes was like a freshly sharpened blade—sharp enough to make one’s blood run cold.

Zhou Xuyan.

He truly had a deep impression of this name.

To be publicly acknowledged by a fool—he didn’t know whether he should laugh wildly in mockery or grit his teeth in jealousy.

So the two of them have met?

Yu Xiuqing forcefully squeezed the business card in his hand, the plastic card becoming wrinkled from his grip.

Shen Yuan clearly noticed the extreme murderous intent and rage surging from the man. He couldn’t help but shudder, instinctively shrinking back.

It’s over…

Xiansheng doesn’t allow him to accept anyone’s things. But Guitar-gege drove him home; he didn’t have the heart to refuse.

Seeing his shivering appearance, Yu Xiuqing’s gaze grew even colder. His hand—veins bulging on the back—pressed against the youth’s soft, trembling cheek, slowly touching him from top to bottom.

“Yuanyuan, did I tell you? You can’t see anyone, and you aren’t allowed to take anyone’s things?”

Shen Yuan was scared senseless. He couldn’t speak, his lips trembling violently. He was so nervous it felt as if even his breathing would stop.

He could feel that rough, cold palm was like a dull knife, ready to tear the skin from his face at any time.

“Hmm? Why aren’t you speaking?” Yu Xiuqing narrowed his eyes, his tone steady yet dangerous.

Shen Yuan’s head was buried extremely low; he didn’t dare open his mouth at all. The hand stroking his face grabbed his hair the next second, and he was flipped over by the man.

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Yu Xiuqing’s burning, sturdy chest pressed tightly against the youth’s soft back. His breath hit his ear as he growled in extreme, repressed rage:

“Answer me!”

The shout made Shen Yuan’s entire body shake. His small face, pressed against the cold wall, turned even whiter by a few degrees as he pleaded:

“I… I was wrong… Mister Yu, I won’t… won’t dare anymore, waah . I will never take… take other people’s things again. I beg you… don’t punish me!”

The tall, strong body behind him pressed him so hard he could barely breathe. His small hands were forced to brace against the smooth wall, and his chest, which was rising and falling rapidly from fear, was numb with cold.

The things he had secretly hidden were still discovered by the other. Shen Yuan didn’t dare imagine how that cold-blooded man would torment him…

At this moment, Yu Xiuqing’s eyes were bloodshot and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He raised his other hand to pinch the youth’s flushed cheeks, turning them around to force him to look at him.

Their lips were very close—close enough to clearly feel the burning heat of each other’s breath.

“Don’t cry! Hold back your tears!”

His voice was cold and sharp to the extreme, like a rabid beast or a leopard whose tail had been stepped on.

The little fool immediately stopped his sobbing, his large, spirit-filled eyes full of panic and grievance.

He tried his best to escape the man’s gaze that could swallow everything. His neck also began to ache from being forced to turn.

Yu Xiuqing’s eyes were as dark as ink. He pinched the youth’s mouth until it was swollen and pouted, then grit his teeth as he interrogated:

“What else did you two dogs do? Did you give him your body? Was he much gentler than me?”

Faced with these insane questions, Shen Yuan was stunned. He shook his head vigorously, explaining desperately:

“No… no, Guitar-gege and I did nothing… he just… drove his car to take me home. Please don’t wrongly accuse me like this, Xiansheng…”

“Little slut, still not willing to tell the truth?”

the man’s voice was cold like Satan from hell, carrying endless cruelty and bloodthirstiness.

Clearly, Xiansheng didn’t believe what he said.

That person always wanted to force non-existent crimes onto him, using all sorts of methods to force him to confess.

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Shen Yuan was so aggrieved. Mist filled his eyes, but his lips, due to extreme fear, wouldn’t stop shaking.

No matter how he explained, Xiansheng would still think he was lying, that he wasn’t honest, that he was wrong.

the little fool suddenly felt very tired. The small hands he had been struggling to use finally dropped down weakly.

The youth who was pressed against the wall went quiet; even his crying couldn’t be heard. Yu Xiuqing felt mysteriously irritated, paranoidly believing that Shen Yuan was admitting it by default!

The canary he had raised for two years actually dared to seduce another man behind his back, even accepting the other’s business card for future contact, continuing to do shameful things…

Just the thought of Shen Yuan sitting on someone else’s car, the thought of this slut holding Zhou Xuyan tightly, pressing his face against the man’s back—Yu Xiuqing was consumed with rage.

He stepped on and crushed the candies on the floor. Grabbing Shen Yuan’s hair, he yanked his head around and slammed it into the wall—every time with lethal force!

Thud! Thud!

The muffled sound of the head hitting the wall echoed continuously in the empty bathroom. it sounded terrifying.

A pungent scent of blood filled the space, mixed with a thick sweetness.

Shen Yuan was caught off guard, slammed until he was dizzy. His forehead was instantly broken, blood dripping from the corner of his brow and onto the floor.

“Ugh…”

A pained groan escaped from his throat. Surging tears covered his entire face, blurring his vision.

He didn’t know how many times he had been slammed before Yu Xiuqing stopped. Looking at the youth’s bleeding forehead and tear-stained eyelashes, this piteous appearance finally made him recover a shred of reason.

Shen Yuan’s face was terrifyingly pale. His entire body felt as if all its strength had been drained, leaning softly into the man’s embrace. He murmured almost silently:

“Xi… sheng… I… really know… I was wrong… don’t… slam anymore…”

Yu Xiuqing put one arm around the other’s waist from behind, burying his face in the youth’s neck. Smelling the unique fragrance belonging to him, the corners of the man’s mouth unconsciously turned up.

“Be good. We’ll slam somewhere else next time.”

The man laughed lowly, his tone offhand, yet revealing an intense teasing and playfulness.

“No… don’t…”

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Vague sounds of refusal escaped Shen Yuan’s mouth. His dizzy head was forced to lean against the man’s shoulder.

“It’s not up to you.”

Yu Xiuqing forced him into his embrace. His eyes were dark and deep, like stars twinkling in the night sky—bright yet carrying a thick desire for possession and dominance!

Shen Yuan was squeezed until he cried out in pain. He tried his best to shrink his neck, yet he couldn’t escape the man’s clutches.

The man’s burning breath hit his ear as he spoke with a voice full of coldness and madness: “Speak! Was it like this when you were seducing others?”

Shen Yuan was humiliated until the base of his ears burned. Tears seeped from the corners of his eyes. His legs were curled into a ball from the pain as he said tremblingly: “I… I didn’t seduce… anyone…”

Yu Xiuqing snorted coldly, biting hard into the youth’s tense shoulder blade. His thin lips slid across the red cinnabar mole on the back before lingering in the white and tender neck.

The fragrance on this little thing’s body was a scent he loved—it was as fatal as a poppy.

Shen Yuan was blurred by the torture. He not only had a splitting headache but also had to endure the man’s madness!

He felt he was truly about to collapse!

He was a human—a person with flesh and blood. It was true he was a fool, but he also felt pain, could cry, had feelings, and could get hurt. He wasn’t a doll without life…

But Xiansheng never treated him as a human!

Shen Yuan finally gathered the courage to shout out in annoyance: “Enough! Stop… touching me!!”

He originally was someone with a temper and personality. It was just that over these past two years, he had been trained by Xiansheng until he was submissive, completely forgetting himself and becoming the man’s accessory.

Pleasing his master was the only thing he had learned in the underground market all those years ago that could save his life.

Hearing this, Yu Xiuqing was stunned. He stopped his kissing movements, clearly surprised by the youth’s sudden anger, but it soon turned into violence.

He directly flipped the youth around to face him, his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at that stubborn face.

“What? You were served so comfortably by another man that you’re suddenly not used to it being me?!”

Yu Xiuqing mocked, his voice suddenly turning freezing cold. His peerless, handsome face was full of gloom.

Shen Yuan was intimidated by this blood-filled gaze, and he hadn’t expected Xiansheng to speak so excessively.

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He knew very well that the “other man” Yu Xiuqing was talking about was Zhou Xuyan. But something that didn’t exist was still being fabricated by the other out of thin air.

The little fool was so aggrieved. But he even more didn’t want the only Guitar-gege who was good to him to be slandered, spoken of so poorly.

That was the Guitar-gege he respected from the tip of his heart. How could he let Yu Xiuqing slander and curse him like this!

Shen Yuan finally had a trace of backbone. His weak and powerless small hands pushed the man with all their might as he cried:

“You… you get away! I… I don’t love you anymore! I won’t let you slander Guitar-gege! He won’t be like you, tormenting me half to death for no reason…”

Looking at the other’s fierce appearance while defending someone else for the first time, and even comparing him to a lowly wandering singer!

Thinking of this, Yu Xiuqing’s heart couldn’t help but tighten. His gaze was fierce enough to swallow the youth whole.

He did his best to suppress the urge to kill, laughing coldly and repeatedly, but his face was still distorted from rage.

“Good. Very good. You’ve changed your mind, betrayed me. Calling him ‘Guitar-gege’ over and over again—Shen Yuan, you really are a slut!”

Hearing his words full of mockery and malice, Shen Yuan’s body wouldn’t stop shaking, his face full of pain.

The next second, the man’s hand on his lower back lifted his entire body up, effortlessly hoisting him up and placing him on the sink, making him unable to hide.

Because of the sudden suspension, combined with being slammed until he was dizzy just now, Shen Yuan held onto the man’s neck tightly in fear. his legs instinctively wrapped around the other’s narrow and tight waist.

“You… what are you doing? Let go of me…!”

His voice revealed a terror repressed to the extreme. Blood blurred his vision, and Shen Yuan could no longer see his surroundings.

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