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Chapter 10 “Fu Sheng, let’s get divorced.”
Instinctively, He Yuan returned to the bedroom, but he saw another electronic butler in the same spot. With just a glance, he knew something was wrong. Fu Sheng must have guessed that he would use it and would certainly come back to investigate, especially the electronic butler. Knowing Fu Sheng’s temperament, he would probably damage it.
To confirm if the electronic butler on the wall was the one from Huashang Apartment, He Yuan entered a program query and discovered that it was indeed a new electronic butler.
He breathed a sigh of relief, indicating that the things in this room, in this apartment, were not exact replicas. But in the next moment, He Yuan felt even more fearful. After all, Fu Sheng had still created another “home.”
Who would deliberately replicate a “home” down to the exact same TV cabinet missing a corner?
He Yuan tried to open the front door, but it was securely locked and couldn’t be forced open. It would even trigger an alarm if he attempted to break in. In the next moment, he received a communication from Fu Sheng. In the communication, Fu Sheng calmly told him to behave and not to cause trouble.
He Yuan couldn’t believe it. He was being held captive by Fu Sheng in a place that looked exactly like his previous living space but was completely unfamiliar to him!
He was being imprisoned by Fu Sheng!
And yet, Fu Sheng was telling him not to cause trouble?!
“Fu Sheng!” He Yuan growled lowly, “Do you even know what you’re doing?”
Fu Sheng in the communication video calmly looked at him, with his office wall as the background—black and grey, cold and stubborn, just like Fu Sheng’s temperament.
He Yuan asked, “Aren’t you just angry with me? Fu Sheng, you can’t keep me imprisoned forever. You can’t do this. I have a job, I have family—”
“You quit your job on your own, didn’t you? Aren’t you an orphan?”
He Yuan choked up, his expression stiff.
Fu Sheng looked at him carefully, as if he was imprinting every bit of his expression into his eyes, an indescribable sharpness that made He Yuan’s face twitch with pain.
Fu Sheng patiently said, “I’m your only family. I’ll be there for you. I promise to come to you as soon as I finish work. I’ll cancel unnecessary social engagements. You don’t like me being with He Beijia or any other O, so I’ve tried using the new inhibitor… So, He Yuan, what else are you unhappy about?” New chapters come out on novelping.com first.
He Yuan whispered, “I don’t only have you, I have family.”
“Oh, really?” Fu Sheng lacked enthusiasm and showed a false smile, “Don’t lie to me anymore, He Yuan. You clearly said you were an adopted orphan and distanced yourself from your foster parents after becoming an adult. You only have me. Don’t lie to me just to deceive me.”
He Yuan’s tense jaw visibly stiffened as he looked at Fu Sheng, expressionless. He said, “I didn’t lie, Fu Sheng. You’ve investigated me, and you know the truth. My brother, Ji Chang, knows that I’ve disappeared and he will worry—”
“It’s time for lunch. I’ll come over later. What do you want to eat? Same as before, I’ll buy the ingredients, and you handle the cooking.” Fu Sheng lowered his head, deliberately changing the subject.
“Fu! Sheng!” He Yuan felt a surge of anger welling up from deep within his gut. He said in a deep voice, “Ji Chang is my brother. He’s not dead, and we’ve been in contact. If he can’t find me, he will definitely report it to the police. Don’t make this situation bigger. It won’t sound good if Major General Fu imprisons a beta and gets caught by the police.”
“But I don’t believe you,” Fu Sheng’s voice was very soft.
He Yuan’s pupils contracted as he stared at Fu Sheng.
Fu Sheng spoke each word deliberately, “Whether it’s Wang Yuanyao or his parents, they won’t find any trace of me. Even if they report it to the police, we are in a legal marriage. What can they do to us? He Yuan, you wouldn’t want me to provide a psychiatric evaluation for you, would you?”
He Yuan was stunned.
Fu Sheng had imprisoned him, threatened him, and even planned to forge his mental illness.
He had gone mad.
At this moment, He Yuan truly felt fear. Although the previous Fu Sheng had some arrogant tendencies as an Alpha, he still showed a certain level of respect towards him. The Fu Sheng in the inn had been a bit emotionally unstable but was at least in a normal state of communication. However, the completely calm Fu Sheng now terrified him.
Because this kind of Fu Sheng was incapable of normal communication.
Fu Sheng voluntarily ended the communication. He Yuan stood frozen in place, then after a while, he slowly squatted down, holding his head. After a moment of contemplation, he searched the entire house, trying to find a means of communication to the outside world. However, he discovered that the network was functioning normally but clearly under surveillance. If they detected his deliberate attempt to contact the outside world or escape, they would quickly cut it off and inform Fu Sheng.
He Yuan tried to discreetly gain control over the network, but he encountered obstacles. There was someone on the other side defending against him, and their grip was strong.
He disguised himself, moving around the area calmly, undisturbed and not repatriated. However, once he crossed the safety line, his invisible code was instantly exposed, and concentrated firepower attacked him. Numerous attempts to test the defences failed, so He Yuan had no choice but to give up on this avenue of communicating with the outside world.
Aside from not being able to attempt to contact someone from outside and escape, everything was normal. He could freely access the internet, make purchases, and even communicate with others, albeit under surveillance. However, he couldn’t speak freely no matter how hard he tried.
He Yuan wasn’t addicted to the internet. He enjoyed studying code, developing programs, but wasn’t obsessed with the internet. In fact, he preferred reading books, cooking, and gardening—hobbies that were considered old-fashioned by modern young people.
He Yuan sat silently in the corner of the sofa, motionless for a long time until he heard the sound of the door opening. He slightly raised his head and saw the black military uniform standing before him, the smooth silver belt reflecting his own face.
Fu Sheng lifted his face, holding it in his hands. “I’m back.”
He Yuan looked at him silently.
Fu Sheng said, “I’ve bought the groceries. From now on, I will have someone deliver them on time. If you have any preferences, let me know in advance. If you don’t feel like cooking, you can order takeout or have someone prepare the meals for you.”
He Yuan was feeling weary and asked straightforwardly, “How long do you plan to keep me here?”
Fu Sheng paused and gently touched He Yuan’s cheek. “Listen to me, let’s have our meal first.”
He Yuan took a deep breath, trying to stay calm and attempting to persuade Fu Sheng. “Let’s talk.”
Fu Sheng responded, “Let’s eat first. I still have matters to attend to this afternoon—Fang Gaomin died beneath the wheels of his truck while transporting jade materials. It implicated quite a few people. Do you remember the trouble you caused?”
He Yuan blinked, feeling a bit guilty. He didn’t dare discuss the things he had intentionally schemed against the prominent families while hiding behind Fu Sheng. Regardless of how cleverly he designed them, there were traces of him using Fu Sheng involved to some extent.
After a moment of silence, He Yuan spoke up, “That day, you mentioned that Fang Ji had returned?”
Fu Sheng displayed a self-mocking smile, fleeting enough that He Yuan didn’t see it.
“He approached me.”
“You helped him? Did you agree?”
Fang Ji was different from Fang Gaomin. He was groomed as the successor by the Fang family and had achieved remarkable political success in the south over the past six years. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to return to the central government so quickly.
Likewise, he had accumulated ample resources there, which were undoubtedly attractive to Fu Sheng or even Wang Yuanyao’s father. The resources of the southern faction were genuinely appealing.
“He Yuan, do you see me as someone who is only interested in personal gain?” Fu Sheng suddenly became curious. “Are you afraid that I will accept Fang Ji’s olive branch, disregarding the grudges between you and the Fang family, and disregarding the lives lost in between, to cooperate with Fang Ji? Is that how you think of me?”
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