Rose Manor

Fu Yuling was worried that Fu Jichen would wake up at any time and she would not be able to control him by herself. She hooked her fingers on the strap of the bag and took it over. She took out a transparent plastic bag without any label from the interlayer, which contained a few white pills. little pill.

She took out one and threw it into the glass, unscrewed a bottle of pure water, and poured half of the bottle into it.

Fu Yuling shook the cup a few times. The pills melted quickly and the transparent water became a little turbid.

After thinking about it, she took out another pill and threw it in, getting a cup of pale white liquid.

She asked someone to get it, and it won't cause any harm to the body.

Just as she repeatedly checked with the man who knocked Fu Jichen unconscious whether his stick would cause any damage to Fu Jichen, she didn't want him to make any mistakes.

She loves him.

Fu Yuling knelt down beside the bed, gently opened Fu Jichen's mouth, spilled one-third of the glass of water, and fed two-thirds in. When the medicine took effect, he would probably wake up.

Her heartbeat was faster than ever, not only because her long-cherished wish was about to be fulfilled, but also because she was nervous. She didn't know what the outcome was waiting for her, and the fear of the unknown was the most tormenting.

No matter what the outcome was, once she got to this point, she could never look back.

Fu Yuling put the empty cup back on the bedside table, took out a tissue and wiped the corners of Fu Jichen's mouth, and smiled miserably: "It would be great if you could love me, so I wouldn't have to go to such trouble to get you."

At some point, tears rolled out of the corners of her eyes and slid to the corners of her mouth. When she tasted the salty wetness, she realized that she was crying. She raised her hand and wiped it away gently with her fingertips.

She won't cry. Tears are a sign of weakness. She is the winner, so she should laugh.

Fu Yuling's vision returned to Qingming. At this time, the person on the bed reacted. His closed eyes trembled slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he raised his hand to press on his forehead.

Fu Jichen raised his eyes, and a woman's face appeared in his hazy vision, which seemed to be a double image. It was like a fire was lit in his body, burning his sanity gradually.

He sat up on the head of the bed and moved a little, and the fire in his body burned even brighter.

Fu Jichen hadn't completely lost his mind yet. He remembered that he came to this suite to see Fu Feibai and was worried that something would happen to him. Who would have thought that he would lose consciousness as soon as he entered.

When he woke up again, in this situation, he almost didn't need to think, he knew that he had been calculated.

Whoever eats a bear's heart and a leopard dares to plot against him.

Fu Jichen shook his head, but he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly. He swallowed hard, his throat was so dry that he was about to get angry: "Who?"

Fu Yuling didn't know the specific effect of the medicine. Judging from his reaction, she could probably tell that he was in a state similar to being drunk and couldn't see faces clearly.

She held his face and her voice was extremely gentle: "Who do you want me to be, Shen Jia Nian?" She curved her lips and laughed at herself. She didn't even have to give up her self-esteem for him, "If you want me to be Shen Jia Nian, I can accept that. , I just ask you to have more pity on me."

The palm she pressed against it was like an antidote to Fu Jichen, who had drunk something, and was eager for more, but Fu Jichen knew that this was tantamount to drinking poison to quench his thirst. Once he loses control, disaster awaits him.

"roll."

Fu Jichen waved her hand away and stumbled out of bed. As soon as he put on his slippers, his skin felt like there were tens of thousands of ants gnawing at it, making it itchy, painful and hot.

He heard the woman's voice. Her thin crimson lips were as hot as fire, but the words she spoke were cold and bone-chilling: "Fu Yuling, why are you so crazy? Are you looking for death?"

Fu Yuling used to be scared to death of him, and she was still scared now. Her heartbeat was pounding, and she tried hard to endure the discomfort from her heart. She persuaded herself not to be afraid, and not to be anxious. She had the whole night to be with him.

"I'm crazy, I've been tortured crazy by you. You've known for a long time that Wei Ronghua is not your biological mother, right? We have nothing to do with each other. I love you and I want to be with you, even if you are willing to care more about me. , I wouldn’t have reached this point today. It’s your fault, Fu Jichen.”

She called him by his first name, no longer shouting those two words.

After Fu Yuling finished speaking, Fu Jichen's slap fell: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Fu Yuling was beaten until her face turned to one side. He was merciless. Her face was burning with pain, and her ears were numb with pain.

She covered the beaten half of her face, tears streaming down her face, looking at him with crazy and obsessed eyes, and yelled: "Of course I know! I don't regret it!"

She took a deep breath and softened her voice: "Fu Jichen, you still have the strength to talk to me now. In a while, you will beg me." Fu Jichen stumbled out of the bedroom with sweat pouring from his forehead, and found the address of the suite from memory. Open the door and unscrew the safety bolt, but the door cannot be opened.

Fu Yuling followed him out and watched him try in vain to open the door. She leaned against the bedroom door, with tears in her eyes and a smile on her lips: "It's useless, it's locked outside. All the suites on this floor are occupied by me." It’s guaranteed, I specifically told you that there won’t be any waiters coming tonight.”

The suite had double doors, and she knew that Fu Jichen was not an ordinary person, so she asked the hired man to go out and fasten the door handles of the two doors together with a chain, so that they could not be opened no matter what.

Fu Jichen turned around and pressed his back against the door panel. His will was tortured by the drugs. He was about to lose his balance. His face and neck were covered with sweat. He unbuttoned his shirt and buttoned it again, buttoning it to the top button. A few words escaped his pursed lips: "Fu Yuling, open the door!"

Fu Yuling said: "I have been waiting for this day for so long, how could I let you go."

His willpower is indeed not comparable to that of ordinary people. She put two pills in her mouth, but he can still hold back until now.

Fu Jichen touched the pockets on both sides of his trousers, turned around and went into the bedroom, trying to find his mobile phone, but he couldn't see clearly, so he fumbled for a long time in vain.

Fu Yuling followed up and saw what he was doing. He smiled ruthlessly and cruelly: "I threw away the phone."

Fu Jichen wanted to kill someone, so he went straight to the bathroom. Before Fu Yuling could react, he locked the door, turned on the shower, and cold water poured down from his head.

A moment of coldness didn't relieve it, and the fire tended to burn even more intensely.

Fu Yuling heard the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom and felt humiliated. He would rather take a cold shower than touch her. Is she so unattractive to him?

Fu Yuling slapped the glass door of the bathroom: "Fu Jichen, why are you doing this? You won't be able to bear it. Open the door and I'll help you."

Fu Jichen was soaked all over, and gradually realized that the cold water was not enough. He opened the faucet on the sink, filled a pool of water, and immersed his entire head in it.

Fu Yuling's knocking on the door continued: "Fu Jichen, can you open the door? Stop torturing yourself."

Fu Jichen soaked in cold water for a long time, and his brain became clearer. He was not sure how long this kind of sobriety would last, and maybe he would lose his mind after a while.

He chose the latter between sitting back and waiting for death or finding a way out. He opened the bathroom door, and Fu Yuling's face lit up: "You are finally willing..."

Before she could finish her words, her neck was strangled.

Fu Jichen showed no mercy at all, and used the greatest strength he could muster at present: "Call someone to come and open the door!"

"I... don't..." Fu Yuling opened her mouth, and the force in her throat tightened, and she felt suffocated.

She finally took this step, but she couldn't give up until her goal was achieved.

She bet that Fu Jichen wouldn't strangle her to death.

Wait a little longer, three minutes, maybe five minutes, Fu Jichen can't bear it anymore, she just needs to hold on a little longer.

"Fu Yuling, I'm not negotiating with you!" Fu Jichen's black hair was wet, and his eyes were filled with dark anger, like the god of death from hell.

Fu Yuling's brain was deprived of oxygen, and she held his wrist tightly with both hands, trying to get him to let go. She gritted her teeth with hatred: "Shen Jiannian...that bitch...what's so...good..."

Fu Jichen shook his hand hard and threw her to the ground.

Fu Yuling suffered severe pain from the fall. He slowly got up. Before he could stand firmly, Fu Jichen vigorously dragged him to a mirror: "Fu Yuling, take a good look at your ugly appearance and dirty thoughts. You What qualifications do you have to compare with her?"

Fu Yuling saw in the mirror that her carefully taken care of her skin and hair had become a mess. She shook her head and refused to face it: "It's all Shen Jia Nian's fault! It wasn't her. I wouldn't be like this. It's all her fault." !”

She was so unwilling that the good night she planned had turned out like this. She turned around hard, hugged Fu Jichen's waist tightly, and begged, "Shen Jia Nian is dead. The woman you love now is just the same name as her." , can play the cello just like her! If you like that, I can also be like that. I'm trying to change myself and become what you like, why don't you give me a chance."

Fu Jichen pushed her away and destroyed her pride with each word: "You can't even compare to her. If you imitate her, it will only make me feel sick."

Fu Yuling covered her ears and screamed. What he said was more cruel than killing her.

Fu Jichen took a few steps back. He felt that he could no longer control his body, and the cold water no longer worked. He threw himself on the bedside table, touched a cup, picked it up, threw it to the ground, and picked up a piece of it. He moved his arm without hesitation.