Chapter 57: Public Disclosure
“Bastard! Get away! Let me go…”
“D*mn you! Let go! Don’t strip my clothesâ”
Wen Yuhuaiâs limbs flailed. His fingers trembled as they gripped the bedsheets beneath him. He tried repeatedly to crawl forward, but each time he was dragged back effortlessly.
He was like prey that had fallen into a trap; no matter how much he struggled, it was in vain.
“If you don’t save your strength now, don’t blame me later when you’re too exhausted to even cry.”
(Hehe, the censor won’t let me write it. Use your imagination. Blah blah blah blah blah…)
At daybreak, Wen Yuhuai opened his eyes to see the familiar room.
He didn’t know if it was because he had cried too much last night, but his eyes were a bit sore and his mouth hurt.
He gave a slight kick with his legs. Goodâhe still had sensation. Given the manâs intensity last night, he thought both of his legs were going to be useless.
He lay quietly in bed for a while longer. Only when he felt he had gathered enough strength did Wen Yuhuai sluggishly push himself up and sit.
The light peeking through the gaps in the curtains indicated it was already daylight, but he didn’t know what time it was. Wen Yuhuai picked up the watch on the nightstand to take a look.
It was two in the afternoon.
F*ck, he had slept that long?
Wen Yuhuaiâs brow furrowed, and his hands involuntarily clenched into fists. His anger level instantly soared to the peak.
He actually… he actually dared to treat him like that?
Whenever he thought of the culprit responsible for his oversleeping, Wen Yuhuai felt like killing someone. He threw back the covers and tried to get out of bed to seek revenge, but as soon as both feet touched the ground, he collapsed with a thud by the bedside.
???
Wen Yuhuai stared blankly at his uncooperative legs, his face full of disbelief. Noâwere these his legs? Why weren’t they listening to him?
Was this normal? Was this reasonable?
Luckily there was a rug by the bed, so he didn’t have to sit directly on the cold floor, but he still felt incredibly miserable.
He was a young, fit guy who exercised regularly; how could he be ravaged into such a state in just one night? He didn’t remember it being…
Was Fu Xingjian even human?
Speak of the devil. The door creaked open, and Fu Xingjian walked in with a tray. Seeing him sitting on the rug by the bed, he seemed a bit surprised. “Awake?”
Wen Yuhuai glared at him through gritted teeth, his gaze looking as if he wanted to skin and eat him alive.
Fu Xingjian placed the tray on the table. Braving the murderous gaze, he walked over to him with total composure and leaned down to pick him up. “The floor is so cold. Hurry up and get up, Baby. What if you catch a cold?”
Slap!
Fu Xingjianâs face was knocked to the side. A very clear, bright red handprint was left on his pale cheek, proof of how much force the attacker had used.
Wen Yuhuai slapped him hard across the face, yet he still didn’t feel satisfied. He pointed at his nose and cursed with a hoarse voice, “D*mn you! Just you waitâIâll kill you sooner or later!”
Fu Xingjian didn’t get angry. In fact, after receiving the slap, his mood seemed to improve. He touched his burning cheek and caught the hand Wen Yuhuai had used to hit him.
This time, his tone carried a bit of reproach and concern. “Why use so much force? Your hand is all red. Doesn’t it hurt?”
“Even if you don’t feel pain, my heart aches for you.”
Wen Yuhuai was easy to persuadeâhe immediately grabbed something from the nightstand and threw it at the manâs head. “Go to hellâ”
It was a book. It was heavy, but it wouldn’t kill anyone, nor did it even break the skin.
But it still hurt. Fu Xingjian let out a soft hiss, snatched the book from his hand, and threw it onto the floor. He let out a roguish laugh: “Take it easy, Baby. If you really kill me, how will you get out? Or is it that you love me so much you want to die here with me?”
Wen Yuhuai was nearly dying of anger. He raised his hand and slapped him hard again. “Love your mother! You lunatic! Put me downâ”
Fu Xingjian, with symmetrical handprints on both cheeks, placed him back onto the bed. “My mother would be delighted to hear that. But Baby, before you love my mother, you should love me first. After all, Iâm the one who will spend the rest of my life with you.”
“F*ck your mother! Get lost!”
Fu Xingjian got lost, but soon returned with lunch. “You haven’t eaten all day. I made some porridge. Have some.”
Wen Yuhuai was very hungry, but he didn’t want to eat. He sat leaning against the headboard with an expressionless face, his gaze focusing on nothing in the void, unknown what he was thinking.
Fu Xingjian brought the porridge to his side and gently scooped a spoonful to feed him.
Wen Yuhuai slowly rolled his eyes, retracting his gaze to look at the hot porridge. It wasn’t plain porridge; it was garnished with green onions and cilantro, and there were also bouncy, smooth shrimp. The aroma alone was enough to stimulate one’s appetite.
However, he just gave it a cold glance and turned his head away.
Fu Xingjian froze for a moment before asking in a gentle tone, “Don’t want to eat? What do you want to eat? Iâll go make it now.”
Wen Yuhuai let out a cold snort, his gaze becoming even colder. “When will you let me go?”
Fu Xingjian raised an eyebrow slightly. “I believe I made it very clear. When Baby agrees to be with me, I will give you your freedom.”
“Fine. I agree.”
Wen Yuhuai still wore that icy expression, and his voice carried not a trace of emotion. “Can you let me go now?”
He had also figured it outâcontinuing to stall like this only put himself at a disadvantage. His previous refusal to compromise was merely to protect his own physiological safety.
But last nightâs experience told him that even if he didn’t agree, he was still unable to resist whatever Fu Xingjian wanted to do to him. In that case, he might as well just agree; freedom was the most important thing.
As for everything he experienced in this villa, he would just treat it as being bitten by a dog.
Fu Xingjian directly burst out laughing. He raised his hand, his thumb gently rubbing Wen Yuhuaiâs swollen lips, as he spoke ambiguously: “Baby, if you’re going to lie, at least make it look convincing. Your expression right now doesn’t look like you’re accepting a confessionâit looks like you’re planning a murder.”
Wen Yuhuai couldn’t take it anymore and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his expression wasn’t as cold, but it was still terribly ugly. “You don’t believe me? Then forget it. But you should knowâthis opportunity only comes once. Once you miss this chance, you won’t get another.”
“I believe you,” Fu Xingjian said immediately.
Wen Yuhuai shook the chain on his leg. “Then unlock this for me. Have you ever seen anyone in a relationship lock the other person up with a chain?”
Perhaps because he had his fill last night, Fu Xingjian was exceptionally easy to talk to today. He actually unlocked the chain.
Wen Yuhuaiâs expression finally looked a bit better. “Fine. Now get lost. Iâm going to eat.”
Fu Xingjian didn’t get lost. He just took out his phone and waved it in front of him. It was the chat interface for their five-person groupâthough since Wen Yuhuai had left, only four remained.
“Did Baby forget something? We haven’t gone public yet.”
Translator’s Note:
Hey everyone! Translator here. Things really took a dark turn in these chapters! Fu Xingjian has fully leaned into his yandere role.
A few things to note from this segment:
- Chugui (ĺşć): This is the Chinese term for “coming out of the closet.” It’s a phonetic loanword from the English phrase.
- Jian-ge (çŽĺĽ): Wen Yuhuai uses this to try and soften Fu Xingjian. Itâs a polite way to address an older male friend or brother-figure, but here it feels quite ironic given the kidnapping!
- Little Ancestor (ĺ°çĽĺŽ): This is a common idiom in Chinese web novels used to describe someone who is pampered, spoiled, or very precious to the speaker.
- Physiological Needs (ççéćą): In these types of novels, this is a very common euphemism for sex.
I hope you’re enjoying the story (as stressful as it is)! See you in the next update!
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