Chapter 50: Do You Want to Be With Gege?
As the morning sun began to rise, the sleek black Bentley sped along the increasingly deserted road. Wen Yuhuai sat completely paralyzed in the back seat, stiff as a board. He opened his mouth, but not a single sound came out.
Fu Xingjian, however, was entirely relaxedâalmost carefree. When he spoke, his voice was unbelievably gentle. “Baby, why were you so determined to leave? Wouldn’t it be better to stay by my side?”
Wen Yuhuai still couldn’t make a sound. He simply clutched his phone, which now had zero signal, in a futile grip.
“Were you terrified this morning? I didn’t mean to crash into you. Who told you to run away from me? I just needed you to lower your guard so you’d choose to stay voluntarily. After all, you wouldn’t want Auntie and Uncle to find out about us, would you?”
Wen Yuhuai’s face was frightfully pale. His lips trembled, and he finally managed to force the words out. “The pervert… who kidnapped me… was you?”
The smile on Fu Xingjian’s lips deepened, and his voice grew even softer. “Baby, how can you call me a pervert? I just love you too much.”
Even though the temperature inside the car was comfortable, Wen Yuhuai’s palms were sweating uncontrollably. He slumped back against the leather seat, dazed. His ears heard the words, but his brain refused to process them.
“You… I…”
Fu Xingjian seamlessly picked up his trailing words. “I’m here.”
Wen Yuhuai’s fingers dug fiercely into the armrest. After a long moment, the nausea overwhelmed him, and he dry-heaved violently. Nothing came up, but the exertion forced tears into his eyes, turning them red.
The car gradually slowed down, gliding smoothly down the empty highway. Fu Xingjian watched his reaction through the rearview mirror. Seeing him like this, he even had the nerve to ask with concern, “Carsick? Want to pull over and rest for a bit?”
Wen Yuhuai slowly straightened up and looked at him. The corners of his eyes were bloodshot, but his face was an mask of icy calm. “Disgusting.”
So incredibly disgusting.
No wonder that person knew him so well. No wonder he always seemed to appear out of nowhere. No wonder he could never find a single shred of evidence against him. He had been looking in the wrong direction from the very start.
He closed his eyes, unable to bear it, biting his lower lip almost masochistically as his hands clenched into tight fists, leaving deep crescent-shaped indents in his palms.
“You truly disgust me.”
The smile on Fu Xingjian’s lips finally vanished. His pitch-black eyes darkened, so deep they seemed capable of swallowing him whole.
“If this disgusts you, what are you going to do next, Baby? I haven’t even done anything yet.”
Wen Yuhuai slammed his fist against the back of the front seat. His voice tore from his throat, raw and hoarse. “Shut upâ”
Just hearing his voice made him want to vomit.
The pervert who had tortured him for half a month had been right beside him all along, and he had been foolish enough to treat him like an older brotherâ
And to think he prided himself on being a transmigrator, supposedly knowing the plot and able to avoid danger. In the end, he had been played for a fool by a character from the book.
It took a long time for his emotions to settle down enough for him to speak. “Where are you taking me?” he asked, his voice strained.
The car was moving slower and slower, but it never stopped. Fu Xingjian rolled down the window. With a sharp click, a lighter sparked, and smoke began to curl from his fingertips, drifting out the window on the breeze.
Fu Xingjian held the cigarette loosely between his fingers, his tone patient and coaxing. “To our home, of course. I bought a villa specifically for you. You’re going to love it.”
Wen Yuhuai’s hands clenched and unclenched. Finally, he asked, his voice tight, “If I go in, will I ever be able to leave?”
Fu Xingjian chuckled, seemingly amused by the question. “Baby, what kind of person do you think I am? I’m not actually a pervert. How could I keep you locked up forever?”
He paused, his tone growing increasingly intimate and ambiguous. “As long as you behave, agree to be with me, give me a proper status in front of others, and crush the delusional hopes of those outsiders… this mid-mountain villa will be yours to come and go as you please. I won’t lock you up.”
The car slowly turned into a forested area. In the quiet surroundings, Fu Xingjian spoke again, his voice so soft it was almost hypnotic.
“So, Baby, have you decided? Do you want to be with Gege?”
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