GHLCS Chapter108

In the Zhang Family Manor in Shanghai, in the side room of the bedroom on the second floor, a person was sitting on the bed.

 

Or rather, a person was locked up.

 

Xu Hang sat on the bed, his bare feet on the ground, a chain around his right ankle, connected to the wall. His hands and feet were still numb, not because the last injection hadn’t worn off, but because some anesthetics had been put in his food recently.

 

It’s been… three days already.

 

Zhang Xiuming pushed the door open, and the first thing Xu Hang said was, “Don’t give me drugs anymore. I won’t go on a hunger strike or hurt myself. You’re worrying too much.”

 

Zhang Xiuming snapped his fingers and asked someone to bring in another meal: “You are so calm, so calm that it scares me.”

 

Xu Hang moved his ankle, and the chain made a crisp sound: “Isn’t it obvious who should be afraid now?”

 

The two looked at each other, both slightly arrogant.

 

Zhang Xiuming knelt on one knee in front of Xu Hang and raised his head slightly: “Aren’t you curious about why I took you?”

 

“Is it hard to guess?”

 

“Oh?”

 

Xu Hang moved closer to him: “The lamp on the bedside has a lampshade made of a woman’s skin with a complete albizzia tattoo on it; the clothes hanger in the corner is a human leg bone, and judging by the thickness, it belongs to a man; the flowerpot on the windowsill is a child’s skull; and the statue of a child playing on the bookshelf, I wonder whose poor person’s eyes those are… I want to know, what will you make me into?”

 

“Pfft—hahahaha!” Zhang Xiuming laughed out loud, “You’re not afraid at all? How could I bear to put you together with those vulgar things and ruin you?”

 

“Getting me is one thing, provoking Duan Yelin is another. I am both your bait and your prey. This time, you have the upper hand.”

 

The feeling of pride only passed through Zhang Xiuming’s heart for a moment and then quickly slipped away, with a trace of unwillingness rising up. He looked fierce. “Upper hand? No, no, no, I have lost the upper hand, so I resorted to this desperate measure. Xu Hang, you live too close-mindedly, and you can’t see anyone else except Duan Yelin. I just want you to see that the world still turns around without Duan Yelin. He can give you Jinyan Tang, and I can also give you the entire manor. If you want to be a canary, which cage is not a cage[mfn]I hope this is not confusing. What he meant is that there’s no difference whether he’s being locked up by him or Duan Yelin.[/mfn]?”

 

Xu Hang tilted his head and said arrogantly, “I just don’t like your cage.”

 

“Then tell me, what is it about me that isn’t as good as him?”

 

“I never thought he was good, but…” Xu Hang whispered in his ear, mocking and disdainfully stimulating his weak psychological defenses, “After meeting you, I think he is good in every way.”

 

Zhang Xiuming slapped Xu Hang hard! His face tilted to the side, and he fell flat on the bed!

 

He slapped Xu Hang with great force. Xu Hang’s ears rang, his face swelled up, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

 

Zhang Xiuming felt a little regretful after slapping him. He quickly helped him up and apologized: “I’m sorry… did it hurt? Can’t you just be obedient? Don’t make me angry…”

 

The contradictory behavior before and after made Xu Hang feel extremely disgusted, and he waved his hand and knocked off his concerned hand.

 

Zhang Xiuming felt that every punch he threw was like hitting cotton, and the cotton did not give him any feedback, it was neither good nor bad.

 

He said angrily, “You’re the first one I’ve ever wanted to capture alive. Not like those dead things, do you have any idea how rare that is?”

 

Xu Hang was very tired of this tone of boasting about himself, as if being looked at by him could be considered the emperor’s pity.

 

So he only used four words to make Zhang Xiuming suffer a complete defeat and disgrace.

 

“I don’t care.”

 

Zhang Xiuming became angry and fiercely pressed Xu Hang onto the bed, tearing at his collar with both hands. He wanted to break his coldness here, make him cry and beg for mercy!

 

He wants to possess this beauty’s bone and make him his own thing.

 

He tore at it twice, expecting Xu Hang to fight back, but to his surprise, Xu Hang lay limp like a dead fish, letting him do whatever he wanted. He simply stared at the ceiling, his expression as still as a sculpture, completely unchanged.

 

“What? Have you given up struggling?”

 

Xu Hang said calmly, “I said, I don’t care.”

 

Zhang Xiuming immediately grabbed Xu Hang’s neck, tightening his grip bit by bit, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets: “Say it again!”

 

“I don’t care,” Xu Hang’s heartbeat was steady, as calm and soothing as the gentle rhythm of basking in the sun on a reclining chair. “You can ravage me, bully me, torture me, I’m ready when I step into this room. This is what you can do. But I know that as long as I’m alive, no matter how dirty or ugly I am, Duan Yelin will never give up on me.”

 

He showed a victorious smile in the posture of a prisoner, which dealt a blow to Zhang Xiuming’s self-esteem.

 

“Your threats have no effect on me.”

 

Bang!

 

It felt to Zhang Xiuming as if he were hearing his own death sentence being pronounced.

 

He slowly loosened his hand, got off the bed, and walked out of the room. He couldn’t do that. Xu Hang’s words were like a provocation. If he took him, it would be like admitting that he had lost to Duan Yelin.

 

He was filled with rage and unwilling to accept it.

 

Why does he look down on him like this?

 

Duan Yelin? They are already in Shanghai, far away from Hezhou. Why is he still haunting him?

 

He walked into the living room with a gloomy face, and just then several groups of doctors came down from upstairs, coming out of Zhang Yinxi’s room.

 

Zhang Xiuming tried to adjust his expression and asked, “How’s the situation?”

 

The doctors looked at each other in bewilderment: “This… This seems to be a sign of relapse…”

 

“What?!”

 

“We’ve reminded you before that managing tuberculosis is crucial, as it has a high rate of recurrence. But it happened so quickly… I wonder if she came into contact with or ate any forbidden food? Ai… we may have to prepare matching blood again. I guess she will start coughing up blood again in a few days.”

 

Zhang Xiuming waved his hand to dismiss the doctors, then sat down on the sofa with a heavy sigh.

 

Unpleasant things happened one after another.

 

It’s not over yet, he won’t admit defeat. Duan Yelin. Yes, as long as he defeats Duan Yelin, Xu Hang will know who he can truly rely on.

 

He will prove to him that he is not as bad as Duan Yelin, that martial artist.

 

A flat car horn interrupted Zhang Xiuming’s thoughts. A moment later, the door was opened by the housekeeper. He quickly stood up, walked out, and stood on the steps.

 

The car entered the garage. A man in a light grey suit walked in with a cane, his back straight. Although there were some wrinkles on his face, he looked in very good spirits. His hair was combed shiny and meticulously. He walked with a dignified manner with every step, and at first glance he had the demeanor of a government elite.

 

Before he stepped onto the stairs, Zhang Xiuming bowed.

 

“Father, you are back.”

 

This… is the powerful Chief of Staff, Zhang Yaochen.