【The Forbidden Delicacy of the Father】(Volume 1)

Author : Shui Yuexuan Word Count
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********** ... Grandpa left after dropping me off. My great-aunt entrusted me to her two sons, my two uncles. Then, she went back to Shanghai with Grandpa. I've been here for a month now. My uncles are very cold towards me. I often see indifference, even . I don't know why. I just feel that this place is strange. My great-aunt and Grandpa's relationship makes me feel that Grandpa seems to dislike this little sister. Moreover, Grandpa has never told me about the existence of a little sister. And my uncles are often out early and back late, so I almost never see them. I got out of bed and looked at the scenery outside the window. It's like the place I've read about in novels; this place is called Yangmingshan. However, I've never been outside to see it. Except for the little bit I saw when I came in that day. The housekeeper here told me that my two uncles are named Mo Fantian and Mo Fanyu. I don't understand why they have the surname Mo. But the housekeeper didn't say anything. He only told me that their great-grandfather, my uncles' father, was actually Italian. However, the butler rarely mentioned my great-aunt, nor did he tell me about my uncles' identities. I only knew that my two uncles seemed to have other names. "Miss, dinner is ready." A knock on the door pierced the silence of the room. I simply walked over slowly and opened the door. The maid saw me open the door and quietly led me away. I knew I would be eating dinner alone again. But I was used to it. After dinner, I sat alone in the garden. It was already September. However, the weather in Taiwan was really different from Shanghai. A few days ago there was strong wind, but today it was sunny. The temperature was actually quite good. Compared to the summer temperature in Shanghai, it was a little lower . Perhaps it was because I was in the mountains. So, the sky looked brighter? Looking at the bracelet on my wrist, my fingertips touched its coolness. These amethyst beads were personally selected by Duan Ruofeng, strung on one by one, and given to me. But... finally, I fiercely tore off the bracelet. I watched the crystals fall onto the grass. The grass had already covered the beads. And my heart, like this bracelet, had long since scattered, buried somewhere unknown. I told myself I would take a month to forget that heartbreak. But four years of relationship. Or rather, four years of what I considered a relationship. How easy is it to forget in a month ? "Miss, the two gentlemen are back." I heard the butler's voice. My two uncles are back? I wiped away the tears that had fallen on my face without me even realizing it. I knew my two uncles didn't seem to like me. But here, they were my only family. So, I always tried to please them. At least, I hoped they wouldn't hate me. "Uncle, Uncle," I greeted them obediently. Uncle Mo Fantian only gave me a cold glance. Uncle Mo Fanyu at least gave me a smile . At least now they would look at me, wouldn't they? When I first arrived, they wouldn't even look at me. I smiled bitterly and went upstairs. Because I saw there were other people behind them. They must have something to say. So, I thought it best to leave. Closing the door, all my smiles froze on my lips. Leaning against the door, I slowly slid down and fell to the floor. I curled my head between my knees, the room filled with darkness, only the sound of low sobs remaining. Suddenly, a cell phone rang. It was my mother. "Wang'er, did you have fun in Taiwan?" I heard my mother's voice. My parents only knew I was in Taiwan for a visit, only knew that my grandfather had sent me to visit my great-aunt, whom I hadn't contacted in decades. "Yes, I had a lot of fun. How are you and Dad? How is Grandpa?" I wiped away my tears, my voice still carrying a smile. "Your father and I are doing well, and Grandpa is doing well too." I listened to my mother's loving words, and heard my father repeatedly saying, "Let me talk to my daughter too." My eyes, however, were already brimming with tears. My only answers were "Mmm" and "Okay," afraid that if I opened my mouth, my mother would hear my sobs. After hanging up the phone, I collapsed onto the bed and wept bitterly. Here, although I had escaped Duan Ruofeng's harassment, I also received no comfort from my parents or grandfather. My uncles showed me no affection whatsoever. The servants, because of their status, wouldn't say much to me. Here, I was just alone, looking at the sky, at the flowers, at everything. But I was only looking at everything in the house. I remembered my mother calling my name, "Wang'er," as I looked at the sky through the dark window. My grandfather named me Wangyou, hoping I could forget my sorrows. That's why my nickname was Wang'er .

I should forget it, shouldn't I?

Duan Ruofeng treated me like this, even after four years of relationship.

He doesn't care anymore, so why should I still be hung up on it?

Why is it that in the end, it's always the woman who can't forget a relationship?

It shouldn't be like this!

I am Mo Wangyou, the little princess of the Mo family, the sole heir of the Mo Corporation.

It was just a relationship!

Forget it…

Chapter 2 How to Relieve Sorrow

This was probably the first time in a month.

I got up early and went to the kitchen. This naturally startled the servants and cooks.

However, I just wanted to make some breakfast for my two uncles.

Perhaps, this was just my way of trying to please them. I hoped to get along well with them, at least
they could treat me like a little niece.

The cooks didn't dare to say much. They just watched me cook some congee with preserved egg and lean pork, and made some snacks
. They helped me take them out.

Just as I set out the bowls and chopsticks, my two uncles came downstairs.

"Uncle, Uncle, good morning." I smiled and greeted them.

All I got in return was a cold glance and a smile.

But when they saw the breakfast, they all seemed to pause for a moment.

"This is what I made. These are the things we eat where I'm from," I said immediately, and the servants, as
usual, served them breakfast.

"You got up so early just to make breakfast?" It was Mo Fanyu, my uncle, who spoke.

"Yes, I had nothing to do this morning, so I thought I'd make some breakfast from where I'm from." I
looked down , glancing at them out of the corner of my eye as they seemed to be eating.

"It tastes pretty good."

My uncle's words made me breathe a sigh of relief.

Compared to my eldest uncle, my younger uncle was kinder to me. At least, he would occasionally say
a few .

I secretly glanced at my eldest uncle. He was just silently eating his breakfast.

A breakfast, at least, was somewhat helpful.

At least, I had exchanged a few words with my uncle during the meal.

"If you're bored, go for a walk,"

my eldest uncle said before leaving the table, leaving behind a card.

I watched them leave; they must have gone to work. Taking the card, I slowly returned to my room.

"Don't worry! Cheer up!"

I encouraged myself. At least, what the uncle said earlier showed concern for me, right?

Holding the card in my hand, I smiled slightly.

In the afternoon, I told the housekeeper I wanted to go shopping. However, I only asked the driver to take me for a casual
stroll down the mountain.

Driving through the congested streets of Taipei, I just looked out the window at the diverse crowds.

They all seemed to have smiles on their faces.

But why couldn't I smile?

I wasn't familiar with Taipei; I could only rely on street signs to find my way around. But even if I knew
where I was, what difference would it make? Anyway, I wasn't going shopping alone, was I?

"Miss, this is Taipei 101," the driver suddenly said.

I looked at the tall building, so very tall. Just like the Oriental Pearl Tower is a symbol of Shanghai, Taipei 101 must be
a symbol of Taipei, right? That's what I thought.

But compared to its towering height, the crowds below seemed like ants.

Suddenly! For some reason! I think I saw a familiar figure!

Impossible… how could he possibly be here?

“Let’s go back.” In the end, I still spoke.

Slowly, the car climbed the mountain. I looked at the scenery along the roadside; it was so beautiful.

But my heart ached little by little.

Wangyou! Didn’t you say you would forget?

I remembered my vow yesterday, to forget in a month! Now, it’s a new month!

But how can I forget?

I know he can’t come. But just now, even though it was only a possibly familiar figure, I already thought of
him.

I got out of the car and chose to walk into the garden and sit by the pool.

Looking at the clear pool, for a moment, I wanted to jump in and clear my head.

Mo Wangyou! That man betrayed you! He betrayed your four-year relationship!

Don’t think about him anymore!

He’s not worth your sadness! Not at all!

A breeze blew by, but my face felt cool.

I reached out and touched something wet.

Don’t cry! I told myself! Slowly, I wiped away my tears. But I couldn't look away.

How could I possibly forget my worries?

I was alone again at dinner. This time, however, the butler was there.

"Miss, there might be a typhoon in the next few days. So, you might not be able to go out."

He left after saying that.

I just silently finished my meal and went upstairs. It seemed my two uncles would be
home .

I didn't know what they did, and no one told me.

Was there going to be a typhoon?

It seemed like this was the weather in Taiwan in September. Rainy, and with typhoons.

But it didn't matter. I rarely went out anyway.

Today, I was just going to check on things.

My mood seemed much better. At least, compared to last month.

I turned the air conditioning down, felt cold, and then snuggled into bed. I casually browsed the web and watched videos.

Perhaps, forgetting those things like this was for the best?

Chapter 3 Treating Uncle's Wounds

I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. My mouth was dry.

It was already one in the morning. My uncle should be back by now,

right? I chuckled softly. Whether they come back or not doesn't seem to concern me much.

But when I was at the bottom of the stairs, I heard what sounded like people downstairs—a lot of people.

I didn't dare go down, so I hid in a corner out of their sight, listening to the sounds.

After listening for a long time, I finally understood. It turned out my uncle was injured. It seemed to be
a gunshot wound .

For a moment, I felt a pang of fear.

Gunshot wound? Who gets shot, and how? These are things I've mostly seen in movies and TV shows
.

They often appear in Taiwanese novels too. But in my own life, it's never
happened . For a moment, I suddenly had an urge to rush back to my room, grab my luggage, and return to Shanghai.

But… going back meant facing Duan Ruofeng, facing that betrayal.

In the end, I just stood there, motionless.

"Second Master, what do we do now? The Duke can't go to the hospital, but what about this gunshot wound!" I heard
someone say something like that.

"No! We have to remove the bullet from Big Brother!" That was my uncle's voice.

Listening, I finally understood. Big Uncle had been shot in the shoulder and was unconscious. And they
couldn't take him to the hospital. And their personal doctor seemed unlikely to arrive anytime soon.

I bit my lip, secretly watching my unconscious uncle on the sofa downstairs, and a group of uncles I didn't recognize
.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that if I could save my uncles now, my relationship with both of them would
improve significantly, wouldn't it? At least, they might start to see me as family.

"Uncle, I... I can remove the bullet from your uncle's body." Finally, I mustered the courage
to go downstairs .

Everyone stared at me. My uncle was surprised, the others distrustful.

"You... you're still awake." My uncle didn't answer me.

I knew they didn't believe me.

"I studied forensic medicine, so I should be able to." I told myself not to be afraid, not even if they were
strangers . "Anyway, there's no one else who can treat your uncle right now, is there?"

Everyone fell silent because of my last sentence. Finally, I saw my uncle nod, as if to say I could
try.

I immediately went back to my room and grabbed a set of surgical instruments that my friend Qin Ling had given me before graduation. I had brought
it because Qin Ling was now abroad, and we had promised each other that we would always carry the gifts we had given each other, no matter where we were.
But now, I needed it.

"Um, there's no anesthetic... so, Uncle, you need to hold Uncle down..." I laid the knife out
on the table. I also asked the butler to find an alcohol lamp. But there was no anesthetic.

Finally, everything was ready. Uncle was also held down. Although he was unconscious.

In university, I had only dissected corpses. But now, it was a living human body. At that moment,
I felt a little scared.

Wang You! Don't be afraid!

Finally, I regulated my breathing, carefully heated the knife, and slowly cut open the wound.

I knew that at this moment, my whole mind was focused on that small wound. Uncle struggled
a little , but was held down by Uncle and the others. I felt my heart pounding, but I still made the cut.

I don't know how long it took, but finally, I used tweezers to remove the bullet. Finally, I stitched up the wound. Finally,
I applied medicine and bandaged it.

When I put down the bloody knife, I was almost exhausted, and I let out a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, everyone was looking at me. The distrust in his eyes was gone. There was more, perhaps admiration?

"Uncle, he might still have a fever… so someone needs to watch over him…" I said, looking at my
uncle .

My uncle glanced at me. "You go and rest first."

He then had someone carefully carry my uncle back to his room. Everyone else was sent away by my uncle
to rest.

I followed closely and clearly saw that some of the others were injured, but they had already received basic treatment.

Finally, only I remained by the open door.

"You…" My uncle saw me, seemed about to say something, but didn't.

"Uncle, let me help you take care of him. At least I have some medical knowledge."

I only hoped that this would bring me closer to them.

My uncle scrutinized me for a long time before finally agreeing.

As I expected, my uncle started having a fever in the early morning. My uncle and I took turns caring for him
until noon, when the fever finally subsided.

Now, I sat on the sofa in the room. In my hand was the porridge my uncle had just given me. And my uncle
sat beside me.

"I didn't expect you to dare remove the bullet."

I looked at the porridge in my hand, listening to his words. His "dared" must have encompassed many meanings, right?

"I studied forensic medicine. So... I've done autopsies before..." My voice was very soft.

This was the first time my uncle had spoken to me so closely. It was also the first time I heard sincerity in his voice
. There was no disgust, no pretense.

Until the afternoon, a man came.

My uncle told me he was their private doctor. As for me, I hadn't slept all night, and my uncle just told me to
go and rest quickly.

Lying on my own bed, I was very tired, and my eyes were sore. But, for the first time, I fell asleep with a smile.

For the first time in a month, I was in a good mood before going to sleep. And... I slept very well.

Chapter 4 Uncle's Change

When I woke up, it was already noon the next day.

After getting up, I immediately went to my uncle's room. My uncle told me that he had woken up. He also knew
that I had removed the bullet for him.

"Little girl, you are very brave and very capable!" A voice suddenly appeared.

I looked at the refined man; he was the doctor. However, I didn't recognize him.

"My name is Huo Zicheng, I'm your two uncles' private doctor and friend."

"Hello, Uncle Huo, my name is Mo Wangyou." I greeted him obediently.

"Uncle?" He seemed a little unhappy with my address. "I'm not that old, am I? You don't need to call me
uncle, do you?"

I glanced at my younger uncle and then at my older uncle, who was already awake in bed, unsure how to respond.

"Zicheng, she's still a child. Don't use your attitude on her." My younger uncle
spoke up from the side.

I looked at Huo Zicheng and smiled at me, then shrugged.

"Alright, little Wangyou, it seems I can only be your uncle."

He winked, making me want to laugh. However, his use of the word "young" made me a little uncomfortable.

"Uncle, I'm not young anymore... I've already graduated from university." I emphasized the word "young."

He simply said, "Oh, just graduated from university? You really are a kid!"

In the end, I was helpless.

Yes, to them, I really was a kid, right?

For a moment, the room was silent. I didn't know what to say, and they didn't know
what .

"Um… Uncle, are you hungry? I'll go cook something light…"

I said, and immediately ran out.

Behind me, I seemed to hear Huo Zicheng say, "Looks like Xiao Wangyou is afraid of you!"

I just ran to the kitchen.

Staring blankly at the porridge cooking.

At this moment, no one would stop me. They all knew this was my only hobby.

I also knew that these things didn't need to be done by me. But at that moment, I really didn't know
what to do in the room. I rarely talked to them anyway.

I also knew that deep down, I was still afraid. What was I afraid of? I
didn't know.

Perhaps the gunshot wound was enough to frighten me?

After cooking the porridge, I had the maid take it over. And I went back to my room.

Unexpectedly, I saw many missed calls from Qin Ling on my phone.

"Ling'er?" I dialed the number.

"Youyou, you and Duan Ruofeng... broke up? He betrayed you?" Qin Ling's worried
voice .

I hadn't told her about this. But she still found out.

"Yes," I replied, still heartbroken.

"That bastard! I must kill him! How dare he treat you like this! Youyou, why didn't you tell me?"
One moment she was angry, the next she was concerned for me.

"Ling'er, you're abroad. I didn't want you to worry. Just focus on completing your doctoral studies." I
knew that if I had told her earlier, she would have come back before the semester started.

"But..."

"Ling'er, I'm fine! Really fine! I'm at my uncle's house in Taiwan now. They...
are very kind to me..." I said the last part with a hint of guilt.

"Really?" There seemed to be concern on the other end of the line.

"Really! They all know about me... they... comforted me..." I
lied to her.

I talked to Ling'er for a long time, and finally she felt relieved.

After hanging up the phone, I curled up on the bed.

Looking at the bright light outside the French windows, I just silently shed tears.

At this moment, I didn't know. Was it because of Duan Ruofeng's betrayal, or because of my uncles' indifference,
or because of Ling'er's concern?

Were they tears of sadness? Were they tears of helplessness? Or... tears of emotion?

I kept sobbing and crying until it got dark. My eyes were a little dry, and when I looked in the mirror, I realized that
my eyes were red and swollen from crying.

I thought that I would be alone at dinner, and it wouldn't matter.

But I didn't expect that my two uncles and Uncle Huo would be downstairs! I then realized that my eldest uncle
had said that his shoulder was injured, and that he wasn't that weak.

I kept my head down as much as possible. I knew that my eyes were really not presentable at this moment.

I sat next to my younger uncle, with Uncle Huo opposite me, and my eldest uncle sitting at the head of the table.

"Xiao Wangyou, have you been crying? Your eyes look very red and swollen." Suddenly, Uncle Huo's voice entered
my ears.

"No...no...I got something in my eye and rubbed it." I kept my head down.

Suddenly, my head was lifted. I saw my uncle's face.

"You really cried? Why did you cry?" My uncle seemed apologetic, and even my eldest uncle seemed to be
frowning.

I knew they must have misunderstood something.

"I just talked to a friend on the phone. We haven't been in touch for a long time, so I thought about the past, and
felt a little nostalgic and sad." That was all I could say.

But, thinking of that person still caused me some pain.

My three uncles chatted with me for a while afterward.

But, for me, it was really a happy thing. It seemed that this time, my uncles had really accepted me
, hadn't they?

I told my three uncles that they could call me Wang'er. That's what my family calls me.

My uncle looked at me with a smile.

My eldest uncle still had no expression, but he wasn't cold anymore. Uncle

Huo had a somewhat cynical feel to him, but he was very gentle.

Finally, after a month,

I finally gained my uncles' acceptance...

That night, I slept very well.

Chapter 5 Heart Lock

When I woke up the next day, I found that a typhoon had already hit outside. It was even raining.

My uncles said that this kind of weather seemed normal in Taiwan. It would get better in a few days.

Every day, my two uncles would talk to me, and Uncle Huo would often make me laugh for a long, long time.

A week later, the sky finally cleared. Uncle Huo was leaving too. For a moment, I was reluctant to let him go
. Because he had already treated me like his own niece.

However, my two uncles and I were also very close now. At least, my younger uncle was. My older uncle…
…he was still expressionless most of the time.

But that was enough.

I always knew that there seemed to be some secret between them and my great-aunt, and even between them and my grandfather.
Because I could see that my uncles didn't just dislike me from the beginning. They also disliked my great-aunt, their mother. They
even had a dislike for my grandfather.

But I didn't know why.

Early in the morning, my older uncle, whose injuries had almost healed, and my younger uncle went out.

After finishing breakfast, I had the driver take me down the mountain to explore.

Now, I get along very well with everyone in the manor. Perhaps it's because of the time I removed
the bullet . In any case, this is exactly what I wanted.

"Miss, you can come out at night next time. There'll be a night market then. It's very lively,"
the driver told me with a smile.

I was in a good mood, so looking at the street scene outside the car window brought a different kind of feeling.

"Night market? I've heard of them. There's Shilin Night Market, Raohe Night Market, and…" I rattled off the names like a familiar string of treasures.
I counted the night markets I knew.

"Next time, Miss, you can come out at night; you'll definitely like it."

"Okay," I smiled.

I felt everyone was very friendly to me now.

"This is Zhongxiao East Road, Miss, would you like to get off and take a look?"

I nodded in agreement, waiting for the driver to find a parking spot.

I walked along the streets of Taipei, watching the bustling crowds and the dazzling array of shops.

Finally, the driver came to my side. He introduced each shop to me, but I just walked past them
without going in. Because I just wanted to look around.

I had thought about traveling to Taiwan before, but for some reason, my grandfather disagreed.

Now, I could finally see it properly.

After all, this land is also my motherland. No matter what, I haven't left the country. That
's enough to put my mind at ease. Familiar smells, familiar land, but I couldn't see that familiar person.

This was probably why my grandfather chose to send me here to heal my heartbreak.

Walking and listening, my face was full of smiles.

Finally, we arrived at a coffee shop. I was with the driver, intending to go in and sit down.

But my smile froze on my face.

Looking at the figure inside the glass window, I couldn't believe my eyes.

Duan Ruofeng?! Impossible! He couldn't possibly be here! He doesn't know I'm in Taiwan! Even if he did,
how could we possibly run into each other in such a big place!

That person… is just someone who looks similar?

But I didn't dare go in.

That person seemed to sense my gaze and looked up in my direction.

It was him! I knew it was him!

"I… don't want coffee anymore. Let's go back."

I walked quickly towards the parking lot, and the driver immediately followed.

"Miss, are you alright? What's wrong?"

I didn't finish my sentence, just kept walking.

Suddenly, I heard a voice calling my name from behind.

"Youyou, please let me explain! Youyou!" That voice was so familiar. But it
hurt so much.

I practically ran. The driver followed, and we finally reached the parking lot.

"Open the door! Go back!" I was almost hysterical.

As soon as the driver opened the door, I rushed in.

Through the car window, I saw Duan Ruofeng running towards me.

But then the car started moving.

He seemed to be saying something, shouting something. He seemed to have entourage behind him.

Through the rearview mirror, I saw him running after the car.

Until… I couldn't see anything anymore.

Until… his voice was drowned out by the bustling traffic.

"Miss… why are you crying? Do you know that gentleman from earlier?"

The driver's words made me reflexively touch my cheek.

I… I really cried again…

Why do I always cry?

All the way, I just pressed my face against the car window, looking outside.

But everything in front of me was blurry.

Back on the mountain, I rushed back to my room.

I locked the door, but hid inside the closet.

I curled up tightly, trapped in the darkness.

I just… kept venting my sadness…

Chapter 6 Uncle's Anger

At lunchtime, someone knocked on the door, but I didn't answer.

At dinnertime, someone knocked on the door again, but I still didn't answer.

"Wang'er, open the door! What happened?" My uncle's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

I remained hidden in the closet.

"Wang'er, open the door!" This time, it was my eldest uncle's voice.

The knocking finally made me slowly emerge from the closet.

I realized then that it was very, very late.

I opened the door and looked at the two uncles standing there. I just stared.

"The driver said you met a man this afternoon and then came back crying. What happened?"
My uncle looked at me, and my eldest uncle looked at me too.

I could only lower my head.

I didn't know what to say.

And so, the three of them stood at the door. It wasn't until I suddenly realized that this wasn't right that

I invited the two uncles into the room, but I still chose to curl up in a corner of the sofa.

"What happened?" This time, it was my eldest uncle.

I looked at him, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

I bit my lip, not knowing what to say.

Until, a faint metallic taste filled my mouth. I realized that I had bitten my lip until it bled.

Suddenly, I felt a warmth on my lips. I stared in surprise as my uncle gently touched my lips with his fingertips.

"Wang'er, what happened?"

The way my uncles looked at me made me feel strange, even uncomfortable for a moment.

Wangyou! Your uncles are concerned about you! How could you think like that! I silently berated myself.

"I... just ran into an old friend..." Yes, the old friend who brought me pain, the one who made me run away
...

I lowered my head again, and the finger on my lips was removed.

A moment of silence filled the room.

"He's the reason you left Shanghai and came here."

A simple statement, as if my uncle already knew.

I looked at my fingers, "Hmm..."

but suddenly felt a stinging sensation in my nose and eyes.

I can't cry! I mustn't cry! Don't cry for him!

I reminded myself again and again, but... tears still streamed down my face.

They dripped onto the back of my hand, burning hot.

Suddenly, I fell into an embrace. For a moment, I struggled.

"Uncle..." I pressed against his chest.

But in the end, I realized I really needed a hug, to have a good cry.

From the very beginning, I'd been facing everything alone. Each time, I'd secretly hide away and cry.
Actually , I also wanted a hug, to let me cry my heart out.

No more struggling, no more resisting. I sobbed uncontrollably.

"Why? Why did he do this to me!" I cried, like a drowning person finding a piece of driftwood, clinging tightly to it.
Clutching the clothes in front of me, I vented my inner pain.

"Why! Why did he lie to me!" Four years! Four years of relationship, and it was all just a lie?

Did he come to me because my usefulness hadn't ended? Was it?

My vision blurred, I couldn't see anything clearly.

I only knew that I needed to vent.

I needed to release all the pain that had been bottled up inside me for the past month.

In my hazy state, I felt a pair of warm, large hands stroking my hair.

Just like... my father's hands.

"Dad..." I finally managed to call out.

Suddenly, I was pushed away. I saw my uncle, who looked angry. And my younger uncle, who
also a strange expression.

I realized how shameful I had just done.

"I'm sorry..." I lowered my head, staring at the carpet.

"I'm not your father, and I never will be!" For some reason, my uncle's tone
was firm and angry. It struck me as very strange.

"I...I know..." I began, but still sobbing, "You, you are my uncles..."

I thought, my uncles still don't really like me, right? That's why they acted this way.

For a long, long time, no one spoke again.

Until...

"Wang'er, what happened between you and that person?" This time, it was my youngest uncle.

I felt the empty seat next to me suddenly sink. It was my youngest uncle, he sat down beside me.

I opened my mouth, wanting to say something. But suddenly, I didn't know whether I should speak or not.

"Tell me." My youngest uncle's hand stroked my head.

In that instant, I felt the urge to cry again. But I restrained myself.

Slowly, I began to recount the pain of betrayal. As for the four-year relationship, I only briefly mentioned
it.

"He...was my first love...but, it turns out I was just a pawn..." In the end, I
could only smile bitterly. I thought that if my family didn't force me into a political marriage, I could choose
the person I liked.

Who knew, it was all a deception.

I thought that my two uncles would just listen and forget about it.

But for some reason, I sensed their anger.

"Uncle..." I stammered, a little timid. Were they
angry ?

Suddenly, they both stood up at the same time.

Without turning back, they walked towards the door.

My eyes were still red, and I just stared blankly at their reaction.

The moment the door closed,

"We are not your uncles!"

For the first time, I saw my uncle speak to me with that expression.

The door was slammed shut mercilessly.

Tears welled up.

We are not your uncles?

This sentence kept repeating in my mind.

Finally, we could be a little closer... but everything had gone back to square one, had
n't it ?

Chapter 7 Uncle, what are you doing!

From that day on, I hid in my room. Every meal was brought in by the maid.

I just sat blankly on the bed, curled up.

Sometimes, I would curl up on the balcony outside the French windows, looking at the bright, blinding sunlight. Completely
forgetting that the sun was still quite scorching at that moment.

I think I should go back.

Back to the mainland, back to Shanghai.

My uncles here won't welcome me, will they? Although I don't know why.

Their gentleness that day touched me somewhat. But their words the next moment also hurt me.

They've never seen me before, and I came uninvited, yet they still need to take care of me. They're already being kind enough to
take care of me, aren't they?

Perhaps I should call Grandpa. Anyway, Duan Ruofeng is here now. So,
it wouldn't ?

Or, I could go see Qin Ling. She's still studying in Italy; I could take a break there.

I opened the French windows and sat in the middle. Inside, the air conditioning was low; outside, it was the summer heat.
Two different temperatures surrounded me.

Suddenly, the door opened.

I looked at the people in the doorway—it was my two uncles.

They rarely come home during the day.

I stood up and walked towards them, wondering what they wanted to see me about.

"Uncle… um…"

For a moment, my mind went blank, I just stared at everything before me.

Finally, I regained consciousness!

Me! By my own uncles! By my own great-uncle! Kissing!

"No!" All my strength erupted, pushing the person in front of me away.

The force made me fall onto the bed.

I felt my whole body trembling, staring at the two people in front of me!

My uncle kissed me?! My younger uncle just watched!

"Uncle! What are you doing!" I couldn't believe it.

"I'm not your uncle! You're not allowed to call me uncle anymore!" My uncle's words made me back down.

"Younger uncle..." I trembled, looking at my younger uncle beside me.

"I'm not your uncle either!"

His words made my head buzz.

What's going on now? What's happening now?

"Wang'er, listen to this!" My uncle grabbed my shoulder, "We won't be your uncles!
And you will become our woman!"

One sentence felt like it had plunged me into an endless hell.

I just stared at them, stunned. My uncle's words kept echoing in my ears. And my younger uncle
just echoed him from the side.

"No!" I screamed! "You are my uncles! My uncles!"

I couldn't believe it! I couldn't believe it!

Was I dreaming? " Is

that right?!" My uncle grabbed me. "No, at least, all we want is to possess you!"

I shook my head, feeling utterly devastated.

"No...no! I'm your niece! Niece! We're related by blood!"
I cried out, my heart filled with terror.

I struggled and retreated relentlessly.

"This is a dream! It must be a dream!" I shook my head, retreating. Tears streamed down my face with
each shake.

But then, I was grabbed and pulled forward.

"Ugh...no..." Looking at my uncle's face magnified before me, I felt like I was going crazy.

When he released me, I was shocked to find that they were both just looking at me.

"No...no!" I couldn't accept this!

"I want to go home! I want to go back! You're crazy! Crazy!"

The heartbreak in my heart couldn't compare to the pain I was feeling now.

My own uncle, my own uncle, was saying he wanted to possess me!

"We won't let you go!" My uncle gripped my chin, making it impossible for me to retreat any further.

I looked at him; his tone was real! He was serious!

I shook my head, a chill running from my toes through my entire body.

"No...no...no!"

Everything went black.

I lost consciousness.

Chapter 8: Possessiveness?

From a young age, my brother and I knew what had happened to our parents.

Our father loved our mother deeply, but she loved someone she shouldn't have!

We were used to the way our parents interacted.

Until that day. My brother and I witnessed our mother kill our father!

Our mother knew we had seen it, but she ignored it.

Finally, at our father's funeral, we saw the man our mother loved.

Finally, we watched as our mother drugged him, and then… they had sex!

My brother and I just watched coldly. Very coldly.

Perhaps, at that moment, our hearts were already twisted.

After our father's death, we returned to Taiwan. That was our grandmother's hometown.

From then on, we never spoke much to our mother. And she never
explained .

Perhaps my brother and I were inherently cold-blooded. Our father was dead, and we didn't care at all.

Until that day, our mother told us that her brother's granddaughter was coming to stay for a while. It seemed like she was
trying to escape something.

When my brother and I saw that girl, she looked very haggard.

Her grandfather asked her to stay and then went back home. And our mother, surprisingly, went back with her.

Actually, my brother and I disliked that girl, the one named Mo Wangyou, to some extent
.

But for a month, she was very quiet. Every time, she would greet us obediently, and every time
she would stay quietly.

The housekeeper said she was always quiet and never made a fuss about wanting anything.

She seemed different from some wealthy heiresses. I knew her family was well-known in Shanghai.

I don't know when it started, but she actually began cooking breakfast.

However, my brother and I didn't pay any attention to her, because from the beginning, we had decided to treat her as if she didn't
exist .

Until the day I was shot.

When I woke up, my brother told me that she had removed the bullet for me. At this point, I could see that my brother
seemed to admire her somewhat.

When I saw her, looking at her calm expression, I unconsciously began to look at her differently.

Because no woman could remain so composed in that situation. Besides, she
was just a child.

Even Huo Zicheng said her technique was excellent.

For some reason, when I saw Huo Zicheng trying to strike up a conversation as usual, I wanted to stop him for a moment.
However, my brother stopped him first.

Our subsequent interactions made me realize she was truly different from other girls. She seemed
much more .

Moreover, her words always made me feel like she was hiding something.

Suddenly, I really wanted to know what she was hiding. Because I wouldn't allow her to hide anything!

I seemed to have a strange possessiveness towards her ?

She should be my niece, shouldn't she? Why did I have this possessiveness?

Until that day, my brother and I came home and heard that she had locked herself in her room all day. Apparently, she
had encountered a man.

Opening the door, I saw her with red, swollen eyes from crying. She looked extremely sad.

For some reason, I hugged her. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a fleeting emotion in my brother's eyes.

When she called me "Dad" in my arms, a surge of anger made me push her away.

When she slowly explained why she was acting this way, I realized she was trying to
escape the man who had betrayed her. The man she deeply loved.

At that moment, I was completely enraged.

The instant she called me "Uncle," I felt a burning rage, but I didn't know
why

In the end, I just turned to leave.

But then I heard my brother say that he didn't want to be her uncle, nor was he her uncle.

At that moment, I understood!

From beginning to end, I only saw her as a woman! Not a niece!

I wanted to possess her! Not be her family.

However, my brother seemed to share the same thoughts.

We are twins, so we could naturally sense each other.

That night, my brother and I talked all night long.

My brother's heart wasn't as firm as mine. But he told me that he only felt possessiveness towards her,
not familial affection. And wasn't I the same?

Yet, I wanted to possess her entirely!

I didn't know what my feelings for her were. But the only thing I was certain of was that I wanted to possess
her!

But my younger brother and I grew up together. I know what he's thinking.

Our conversation last night solidified our decision: we'll share her!

Perhaps my brother and I have never been truly normal.

Perhaps our hearts
were .

But whatever the case!

Mo Wangyou, since she's our niece, means she'll be ours for life!

Whether she agrees or refuses, that won't change!

Chapter 9 The Trembling Kiss

When I woke up, I saw two similar faces.

Instantly, the memories from before I lost consciousness flooded back.

"No!" I shrank back to the corner of the bed in terror, looking at the two men in front of me.

"Forget that man, you can only be ours! I won't allow you to think of anyone else but the two of us!"
Mo Fantian pulled me away and pressed me onto the bed.

"I don't want to! I'm your niece! I want to go back! I want to go back!" At this moment, I was
overwhelmed by fear.

"Wang'er, since we want you, you can only stay by our side for the rest of your life." Mo Fanyu held my
chin.

They are not my uncles! They are no longer my uncles!

They've gone mad! They've gone mad!

Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. My heartbreak hadn't healed yet, why did I have to encounter
this !

Suddenly, something warm pressed against my face.

"No! Mmm..." My lips were kissed, and I saw Mo Fanyu's face.

He is my uncle! Why, why did you do this to me...

From that day on, I was placed under house arrest. I can't go anywhere outside the mansion. I
can never leave again.

Even calling my parents or grandfather requires their supervision. My phone
and everything else that allows communication has been confiscated, including my passport.

Curled up in my room, I think about their crazy words from that day.

They said they never considered me their niece.

I will be theirs, their exclusive woman.

My body trembles uncontrollably. I know what they mean.

The thought of them touching me sends a wave of nausea rising in my throat.

They are my uncles! My own uncles! My closest blood relatives!

"Miss, dinner is ready." It's the butler's voice outside the door.

I know that many servants in the mansion have been dismissed these past few days, replaced by bodyguards. They're afraid I'll escape! These are their loyal subordinates.
I look out the French windows at the fading sunlight and slowly get out of bed. So far, they haven't done anything to me. Perhaps I can find a chance to escape! To escape, I must conserve my strength! I must find an opportunity to escape first! Then I'll try to contact Grandpa and have him come pick me up! Having made up my mind, I obediently ate my meal, remaining calm and composed. These past few days, it seems they've been busy, often returning home very late. Perhaps this is a good opportunity for . That night, I pondered how to escape. Suddenly, the door opened, and I immediately looked at the doorway in terror. "Wang'er, you'll be one of us sooner or later, don't be so afraid of us." Mo Fanyu smiled, pulling close. I stumbled and bumped into his arms. He pulled me to the sofa, where Mo Fantian was also sitting. "Do you like this?" I watched as Mo Fantian took out a box, opened it, and inside was a diamond anklet. If it were before, I would definitely say I loved it. But! Now! I don't want anything from these two lunatics. But I can't anger them. Otherwise, they'll only become more insane. "I...I like..." I murmured, my voice trembling. A chill ran down my leg as I watched Mo Fantian kneel and put an anklet on me. For a moment, I wanted to pull my leg back. But the hands holding my waist tightly told me they would n't let me go! So, I chose to endure it silently. Thankfully, they didn't seem to intend to do anything to me. They just kissed me thoroughly before leaving. I then realized they had run into trouble and were busy dealing with it. I only breathed a sigh of relief after they left. Stay calm! Calm down! Calm down! I kept telling myself. I had to escape! I had to! Once they were done, my fate would be unimaginable! I wrapped myself tightly in the blanket, my mind racing with thoughts of escape. Chapter 10 I Don't Want This! After several days of observation, I realized that those watching me were most relaxed . And there was still some time before those two returned. That would be the best opportunity for me to escape! Originally, I wanted to remove the anklet from my foot. But! This is my most valuable possession! Once I escape, I can pawn it and have money to wait for Grandpa to come and pick me up! Having made up my mind, I finished dinner and went to the gate. Immediately, I was stopped by those people. "Miss, please go back." Their cold tone startled me. I could only slowly turn around and prepare to walk back. "Ah! It hurts... my stomach... it hurts so much!" I clutched my stomach and curled up on the ground. "Miss! Miss, what's wrong?" Those people immediately surrounded me. I knew that those two had given orders that no men were allowed to touch me! It was possessiveness, but now I could use it. "It hurts so much..." "Quick! Go and get two women to help Miss back!" Immediately, several people ran back. There were three people beside me, including the gatekeeper. "Miss, Miss, how are you?" The three people immediately surrounded me, but dared not touch me. "Go and get me some medicine and hot water, I'll feel better after taking it." I said to the two people next to me. Seeing the two men run away, only the gatekeeper remained. "Help me up!" I said, clutching my stomach. "This...this..." He hesitated immediately. I pretended to stand up, bumping into him. He was startled and immediately stepped aside, repeatedly apologizing. Now! I immediately took off running! "Miss! Help! Miss has run away! Help!" Finally, I rushed out the gate! Following my memory of previous escapes, I found a patch of grass and hid. Now, it was already dark.

There were so many of them. They probably couldn't find me!

I deliberately threw my coat far away, then quietly ran back.

Seeing that the group had run quite far, I slowly and carefully made my way down the mountain.

In the darkness, I ran desperately. I knew those two would be back soon!

Once they discovered I'd run away, they would definitely come looking for me!

Suddenly, I saw a light ahead and immediately hid in the bushes.

It was them! But they were heading back now; it seemed they knew I'd escaped!

But this was a good opportunity!

Finally, the car drove past. I reached the main road again and ran along it continuously.

I didn't know how much longer my strength could hold out. But my will kept telling me I had
to escape! If I was caught and brought back, those two lunatics would definitely not let me go!

"Ah!"

Pain…

I tripped and fell. I

knew my hands and feet were scraped, and I knew I looked terrible . But I had to escape! I had to! "It hurts..." I struggled to my feet, slowly standing up. My hands and knees ached, telling me the scrapes were severe. But if I didn't leave now, I wouldn't have another chance! Suddenly, I heard the sound of a car behind me. I was incredibly sensitive at that moment! I immediately hid in the bushes nearby. A moment later, I saw a car's headlights approaching. I didn't dare look up, keeping my head down, listening to the car pass by. My heart finally settled. Suddenly, there was a screech of brakes, followed by the sound of a car reversing. I was so nervous I didn't dare breathe! It seemed like there were several more cars. I pressed myself completely down into the bushes. They couldn't possibly find me, it couldn't be! I kept reassuring myself, telling myself not to worry! Chapter 11 The Mark of the Devil 1 (Revised) The silent night, only the sound of a car door opening and the slow clatter of leather shoes could be heard. Suddenly, the last sound stopped in front of the bushes where I was hiding! "Come out!" A familiar voice, filled with anger. Impossible! They couldn't possibly know I was here! Don't be afraid, don't worry, I kept trying to calm myself. Even my breathing almost stopped. All I could hear was my own heartbeat, mixed with the faint sound of footsteps. "Wang'er, don't force us to come looking for you ourselves." It was Mo Fanyu's voice, laced with threat. How could they possibly know I was here? They couldn't possibly know! It must be a ruse! Just to scare me, to make me come out! I must endure! I must stay calm! I curled up, afraid to move. My heart was pounding in my chest. Suddenly, I heard a rustling sound in the grass, like footsteps. I didn't even dare to breathe, carefully burying myself in the tall grass. I hoped the darkness and the tall grass could protect me for even a moment. Beams of flashlight light pierced through the dense grass, flashing around me. My heart was in my throat! No…no…please don't! God, please! No! I don't want to be taken back by these two demons! They're insane! They're lunatics! "Wang'er! You dare to run away!" But I had already been abandoned by God and fallen into the clutches of Satan. Almost overhead, I seemed to hear the demon's call. That voice was so cold, chilling my heart. I was dragged away by someone. At that moment, bottomless despair swept over my brain. Coldness was the only feeling. "No! Let me go!" I screamed, struggling in fear. The two faces in front of me were Mo Fantian's angry face and Mo Fanyu's sinister appearance. Like soul-reaping messengers from hell ! "Wang'er, you shouldn't have tried to escape." Mo Fanyu also grabbed me, whispering in my ear, making my hair stand on end. The two of them completely ignored my struggles, dragging me mercilessly towards the main road. "No! No…!" I twisted my body, trying to stand up, but it was in vain! I was afraid to go back. I can't go back! I can't! But they still dragged me into the car. My feet were already scratched and aching from the rough grass. Adding to the pain in my knees and arms, which were already sore. They sandwiched me between them in the car. At that moment, a wave of fear washed over me. I felt like I had fallen into hell. "Wang'er, do you know that you will pay the price today?" A ghostly male voice echoed in my ears. "No…" My mind went blank, and the pain plunged me into darkness. When consciousness returned, I dared not open my eyes. I told myself it was all a dream. If I opened my eyes now, I would be at home! No betrayal, no uncle, no Taiwan, nothing! I just had a terrible nightmare! But facing reality, I saw my arms and knees were bandaged. My legs were covered in small cuts, but they had all been treated. I went back to my room. I lay on my bed. Only, it was the house , in Taiwan! It wasn't a dream! Curled up tightly in bed, my heart pounded with fear and anxiety. How would those two treat me? How...how did they want to punish me? I didn't know, I really didn't know! And I dared not know! Why, why did they know I was there! Suddenly, the door opened, and I saw two angry faces. "No!" I screamed immediately upon seeing them. "How dare you run away from us!" Mo Fantian grabbed my hand and threw me onto the bed. I could only struggle to sit up, shrinking into the corner of the bed. "You're insane! Insane! I'm your niece! I want to go home, I want to go home!" I didn't know what I was saying anymore. Their eyes were terrifying!

It was as if he was about to devour me!

"If you dare to escape, you'll have to bear the consequences." Even Mo Fanyu, who had always been gentle, now had a
terrifying slowly approached me.

"You... what do you want to do..." At this moment, I felt an unprecedented fear.

"It seems that only by possessing you can I make you stay obediently!"

Mo Fantian's words suffocated me instantly.

"No... no...!" I immediately stumbled off the bed, trying to rush out the door.

But Mo Fanyu grabbed me and pinned me to the bed.

"No! Let me go! Let me go! No!" I struggled, kicking him repeatedly.

Suddenly, Mo Fantian grabbed my hand. He pinned it down with one hand.

And Mo Fanyu held my legs with both hands. I couldn't move!

"No..." Tears streamed down my face, "I'm your niece, your niece!
Please , please, don't!"

I almost knew what was going to happen next!

At this moment, I only hoped that my pleas could bring them back to their senses!

"No!" A piercing scream echoed throughout the room.

Accompanied by the sound of tearing clothes.

"No...uh..." My lips were sealed.

I could only twist and turn, unable to move an inch! I knew in that moment
what I was about to face!

They... were so insane!

Fear, deep fear, had engulfed my mind and body. My body began to tremble, but
I couldn't .

My hands were already held by Mo Fantian, and my legs were tied to the bedpost by Mo Fanyu. I was already
spread-eagled on the bed.

A chill ran down my lower body as Mo Fanyu ripped off my last bit of clothing.

"No..." I cried, looking at the two men with bloodshot eyes, "No...no..."

Chapter 12 The Mark of the Devil 2 (Revised)

"No! It hurts..." A sharp pain came from between my legs.

I felt as if a foreign object had suddenly pierced my body. The pain made my legs almost lose all strength.

I felt my mind go completely blank, all sensation seemingly drained away.

I only felt a blurry figure twitching in front of me. My

chest was being gnawed at, waves of numb pain washing over me.

My lower body felt like it was being torn apart, an excruciating pain.

My hands were finally released. But I had already lost the strength to struggle. My hands slumped
onto the bed.

"No...no...madman...madman..." I could only weakly cry out.

The constant piercing of my body caused me unbearable pain.

But the thought that it was my uncle inside me! A wave of nausea immediately surged up.

"Ugh..." My lips were captured by his kiss. I felt that disgusting, wet tongue probing into my mouth.
The nausea in my throat intensified.

At this moment, my vision was already blurred with tears. Yet, that demonic face was so clear.

I stared blankly at my so-called uncle, his face filled with ecstasy. I looked at him, right in front of me.
Naked, completely naked.

"No...no more...please..." Aside from these few words, I heard no other
sound .

My limp legs were raised high. That scalding, thick, unyielding penis mercilessly tore open my
never-before -seen honeyed orifice. The friction, the burning pain, stung my tear ducts.

My hands gradually fell limp; I had lost the will to struggle. I let the roaring man continue
the same motion, back and forth, in my increasingly oozing honeyed passage.

My breasts, a pair of snowy peaks, slowly swelled under the kneading of his hands. The delicate buds fell into his greedy
mouth.

I watched indifferently as his teeth gnawed at my fragile nipples, powerless to resist.

Did it hurt?

I didn't know anymore; all sensation was numb.

I heard low growls in my ears, and a hot liquid spread through my body.

The burning sensation blocking my entrance slowly receded, and the restraints on my feet finally disappeared.

The man before me left my body, satisfied. But my eyes were already blurred with tears. My
mind had long since detached itself.

"Wang'er, you shouldn't have tried to escape us," my uncle's voice whispered in my ear.

My lips were sealed again. But I couldn't even utter a pleading, struggling sound.

With my eyes closed, I knew I had become the captive of two demons. They... had finally gone mad!

"Wang'er, my darling, this is your punishment."

My head was forcibly lifted by two hands, or rather, my upper body was slightly lifted, and my gaze fell upon
a huge object pressing against my already disheveled vulva.

I closed my eyes in despair. Did I still have a chance to escape?

"Open your eyes! Look carefully, how much your body needs a man!"

No! I didn't want to see, and I didn't want to know! I shook my head frantically, trying to escape the fear in my heart, but this only
angered the lustful man before me.

My legs were completely spread apart and fixed in place, the cold stimulation making me tremble involuntarily.

"No!" A sharp pain shot through my body as a sharp object pierced through me once more.

At that moment, I thought of death.

Why, why was I being raped by my own uncle?

What had I done wrong?!

All night, I kept asking myself why I couldn't pass out. Why couldn't I
pass out like before?

Because, all night, I clearly felt it.

Two demons were relentlessly unleashing their lust within me. Every time I was pierced, I
had the urge to die.

All night long, they relentlessly unleashed their lust within me, relentlessly making me feel the pain of despair. And in the end, I just
lay powerlessly and empty on the bed, looking at the two men sitting on the edge of the bed.

"You can't escape. We've already installed a tracker on that anklet. If you
dare not remove that anklet, you should know what the consequences will be!" A demonic voice rang in my ears.
The threatening tone only made me tremble with cold.

Finally, my last shred of consciousness left me, staring blankly at the ceiling.

I could clearly feel the marks of those two madmen on my body! Pain, the stench,
the nausea!

I… had sex with my own uncle…

A wave of nausea surged in my throat.

“Ugh…” I struggled to my feet, leaning against the edge of the bed, and began to vomit.

The sheets were already a mess.

“Wang’er, what’s wrong?” Feeling Mo Fantian’s touch on my skin, the nausea in my throat intensified.

I used almost all my last strength to push him away, but I just struggled to my feet, vomiting.

My stomach was cramping. But the thought of what had just happened only made me feel disgusted!

I vomited painfully until I felt like I was vomiting up my own bile.

I couldn’t even get up. My eyes were blank as I stared at the mess, lying motionless.

“Why… why?” My voice was weak.

Why did they have to do this to me?

“Mo Wangyou, you’ll be ours for life!” Mo Fantian must have known
why .

Suddenly, I was lifted up and rolled onto the bed. Before me lay Mo Fantian, pinning me down, and Mo Fanyu watching
from the side .

"I am… your niece…" At that moment, I just wanted to die! "This
is… incest!"

Pain and disgust overwhelmed me.

"Mo Wangyou, you are not our niece! You can only be our woman! You, once we've chosen you,
can only become our woman!" Mo Fanyu's expression was completely different from his usual self.

At this moment, in my eyes, they were two demons! Two devils!

"Demons… madmen… devils! You are… madmen!" My words were broken and fragmented.

"Wang'er, we have no uncle-niece feelings whatsoever, you should know that." Mo Fanyu whispered in my
ear , his voice like a ghost, "Be a good woman and be our woman. You should know you can't resist us."

"No…"

My body ached, both inside and out.

Finally, my last shred of will was drained away.

Before plunging into darkness, I only heard myself say one sentence.

"Demons...you are demons!"

Chapter 13 The Demon's Imprisonment 1 (Revised)

My consciousness remained hazy. I only felt my body fluctuating between hot and cold.

My head ached terribly. My whole body ached.

Finally, when I slowly opened my eyes, what I saw were two haggard faces with stubble.

"No! No! Go away! Go away!"

Immediately, memories of that night flooded my mind.

A wave of nausea surged up, and my whole body began to tremble with fear.

"Zicheng! Wang'er is awake! Quick, she's awake!"

I saw Huo Zicheng give me an injection. Slowly, my body went limp.

Only then did I realize. I had a high fever. No wonder I didn't even have the strength to get up.
Because I had been unconscious for three days.

"I don't know what happened, but Xiao Wangyou can't be stimulated anymore." I heard
Huo Zicheng say this to the two of them before leaving.

I was blank for a moment. As the two men approached me, my mind went blank. It wasn't

until I felt a warm sensation on my face that I realized Mo Fantian's fingertips were rubbing my cheek.

"No!" I cried out like a frightened bird, trying to back away with all my might. But I was too weak; I could
only manage a slight movement.

"You think you can resist like this! Is that it?!" The man before me erupted in fury once more. He
grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him.

My eyes were already brimming with tears, which poured out the moment he lifted me.

"No…please, let me go…" At that moment, if begging could make them release me,
I was willing to give up all my dignity, just to beg them to let me go.

"Don't even think about it!" Mo Fantian's eyes were filled with rage.

"Why! Why do you disregard blood ties?!" I screamed; I was going crazy! "You can
go find someone else! Find another woman!"

They were insane! Why, why did they have to drag me down to hell?!

"Wang'er, this is the first time we've felt possessiveness towards you." Mo Fanyu was gentler than Mo Fantian.
But his words sent shivers down my spine.

I just huddled under the covers. The determination on their faces terrified me.

Why could they disregard blood ties?!

"Do you think we care about blood relations?" Mo Fantian seemed to see right through me.

He dragged me out, grabbing my shoulders.

"What we want, even if you're our own daughter, you have no choice but to obey!" Mo Fantian's words made
me think he was insane! He was a complete madman!

"Wang'er, wouldn't it be better to obediently accept us, accept our love?" Different tones, but
the same meaning!

"You...you're...psychopaths..." I gasped, looking at them in horror.

"Psychopaths? That's right, we've been psychopaths for a long time!" Mo Fantian pressed me down on the bed. "Do you think your
grandfather and our mother aren't crazy? Aren't they psychopaths?"

"You...what do you mean..." No! It couldn't be what I thought!

I've always felt that my great-aunt's attitude towards Grandpa was strange... Could it be...? No! Impossible! Grandpa loves
Grandma, he couldn't possibly...

"Brother, let Wang'er rest first. Zicheng also said that she needs to recuperate.
There's plenty of time later." Why did those words only make me feel more terrified?

Mo Fantian released me and slowly went out with Mo Fanyu.

"Don't even think about escaping, and don't even think about removing the shackles. If we're discovered again, you'll have to consider
the consequences !" The words drifted into my ears the instant the door closed.

I heard the door slam shut mercilessly, and I knew I was imprisoned by two demons!

For a moment, I wanted to tear off the shackles and escape.

But... could I escape?

I struggled to get out of bed and finally managed to walk to the French windows. Looking down,
their bodyguards were already everywhere. I couldn't get out at all! I might not even be able to get out the door!

Thinking of everything I had been through, I trembled all over and slowly returned to bed,
curling up tightly.

What should I do? What should I do?

They won't let me go!

Right now, I'm just feeling unwell. What about the future?

Suppressing the nausea in my heart, I couldn't imagine what I would do if I were treated like that night again...

Chapter 14 The Devil's Imprisonment 2 (Revised)

For several days, they seemed to be busy with other things and hadn't done anything to me.

Now, I could only wait one more day, hoping to see them less often!

When it was time to eat, I deliberately insisted on going downstairs. That's when I discovered that there were already people
guarding ! In fact, the entire house was filled with people to prevent me from escaping!

Even when I went to the garden, several people followed me! I also saw people in the shadows!

They were imprisoning me like a prisoner!

At night, I locked the door from the inside and curled up in bed. I didn't dare to make a sound when I heard the slightest noise, and I turned off the light and huddled
in the darkness.

Suddenly, the door opened! The glaring light made me immediately close my eyes and pretend to be asleep.

"Wang'er, don't pretend to be asleep. Do you think we can't come in just because you locked the door?" A devilish
voice in my ear.

I forced myself to calm down and slowly opened my eyes.

"What...what do you want to do?" I couldn't suppress the trembling and fear in my voice.

"Why did you lock the door?" The two men looked down at me, making me want to
shrink .

But they still pulled me out. The only thing that made me feel safe was the blanket, which they threw to
the floor.

Although I was wearing clothes, for some reason, I felt
like !

Wangyou, Wangyou! Don't be afraid, calm down, stay calm!

Don't anger them, don't provoke them!

Now, the important thing is not to let them treat me like that again.

"I...I'm used to locking the door at night." I managed to utter a few words, as if I had used up
all my strength.

"Really?" Mo Fantian still looked at me with some disbelief.

I could only nod, trying to control my trembling.

"Wang'er, are you feeling any better?" Mo Fanyu had returned to his previous self. He seemed like a
gentle , kind gentleman, but only I knew that deep down he was a devil.

"No, no..." I dared not say I was better; I was afraid they...

"Oh? The housekeeper said you've been going downstairs for meals these past few days." Mo Fantian's words made my heart sink.
They were actually monitoring my life!

"I... I just thought that walking around more might... maybe I'd get better faster." I tried my best to come up
with a reason.

The two of them just looked at me with unfathomable expressions.

My heart was pounding. I was terrified, terrified that they would pin me down on the bed the next moment!

I bit my lip, slowly pulling the corner of the blanket over myself. Only like this could I
feel safe.

"Can I... can I call home? Grandpa, Grandpa hasn't contacted me in a long time..." Hiding
under the blanket, I looked at the two men sitting by the bed.

"What, want to ask for help?" Mo Fantian looked at me.

"No... no..." I just wanted to make a phone call. I also hoped that Grandpa could understand the unspoken meaning
in words! Only by talking to Grandpa would I have a chance!

Mo Fanyu took out his phone, dialed a number, and handed it to me.

When the familiar and kind voice sounded on the other end of the line, I couldn't hold back my tears.

"Grandpa...it's me." I trembled as I held the phone.

"Wang'er?! What's wrong? Why are you calling so late?" Grandpa's voice was worried.

"No, nothing." The two men kept staring at me, making me carefully choose my words. "Grandpa,
are you...how have you been lately?"

"I'm fine, Wang'er. Is something wrong? Your voice doesn't sound right."
There was already suspicion in Grandpa's voice. "You never choose to call so late."

This was Grandpa's sleeping time. Every day, he would go to bed at this fixed time!

I knew that very well! But only in this way could I make Grandpa think there was something wrong with me.

"No, I just miss Grandpa so much. It's been so long since I've seen Grandpa."

"Are you homesick? Do you want to come back?" Grandpa's words filled me with hope!

"Just say you want to, and Grandpa will come to pick me up!

" "I..."

Before I could finish, the phone was snatched away.

I gasped. The two men in front of me had already seen through my intentions! Their eyes
were filled rage.

I watched Mo Fanyu and Grandpa talk, but I couldn't hear anything anymore.

I knew I had angered two demons!

Even with all my caution, they still saw through me!

Was there no way to escape them?

I watched Mo Fanyu hang up the phone, seeing the danger in their eyes.

"Wang'er, why are you still so stubborn?" Mo Fanyu stroked my cheek, smiling at me.

But I saw the gloom in his eyes.

"Wang'er, have you forgotten what I said again?" Mo Fantian's tone was icy. But
the rage behind it terrified me.

"I...I just...want to go to Grandpa..." I kept shrinking back.

"Do you think we're all idiots? We can't escape, so we called your grandfather to pick you up? You think you
can escape us?!"

"No!"

Terror gripped my entire body.

I knew I had angered the devil!

Chapter 15 The Devil's Imprisonment 3 (Revised)

The blanket was ripped off again, and my hands were pinned above my head.

"No...no! Please, let me go! No..." I struggled, fear engulfing
me.

My hands were tied to the headboard.

The sound of tearing fabric and the sudden chill on my body told me what I was about to face.

"If you dare to even think about escaping, you'll face the consequences!" Mo Fantian's lips were close to my ear.

"I won't do it again! I won't do it again! Please, don't..." At this moment, I would
do anything as long as they didn't violate me!

"Too late!"

My legs were roughly torn apart, and cold air kept pouring into my trembling flower core.

"No!"

All I could hear was a shrill scream filling the room, followed by a near-destructive pain.

That terrifying clone entered my body, wantonly ravaging my fragile body. I lost
the strength to struggle, simply because I couldn't believe that all of this was real.

The man on top of me had lustful excitement on his face, not caring at all that I and he shared
the same blood.

"Fan Yu, you're too rough." Mo Fantian actually said this to Mo Fan Yu with a smile!

Everything in front of me had become blurry, and I could only hear heavy breathing in my ears.

"Wang'er, why can't you learn your lesson?" A pair of hands stroked my cheeks. My

lips were sealed. But I couldn't see who it was anymore.

I only felt that my body was in so much pain. The scalding heat, like a sharp blade, churned within my passage, the
numbing creeping up my spine to the top of my head. It hurt so much, like I was being torn apart.

If I could, I'd rather faint from the pain.

My already limp legs were lifted, my eyes only able to see my toes dangling in mid-air.

"Wang'er, you're more intoxicating than any other woman."

Perhaps Mo Fantian was slightly gentler, but he still couldn't escape his beastly lust.

He twisted and kneaded my nipples, my already swollen breasts appearing even more wanton under his tongue and hands
. Delicate nipples were already stained with glistening silver threads, another shamefully overflowing between his fingers.

No, don't do this to me!

Tears blurred my vision, but couldn't obscure the burning, massive object constantly thrusting in and out of my body. Again and again, it tore my body apart in the
deepest way, forcing me to utter whimpers that were indescribable, a mixture of pain and pleasure.

A deafening roar erupted, and a scalding liquid spread through my lower abdomen.

What was that? That liquid flowing into my body was of the same bloodline as mine! That viscous substance,
so brazenly entering my body.

A sour, astringent feeling welled up in my throat; it was so uncomfortable, I felt like vomiting.

"Stop struggling, your body likes it."

Suddenly awakened, I finally saw that the person in front of me had changed to Mo Fanyu. Suddenly, what came into view was that
enormous thing .

"No...no, please...let me go..."

No, really no, my body hurt so much, every part of me ached as if blood was about to spill out.

"You really haven't learned your lesson, still wanting to defy us?"

Beneath the gentle smile on his lips lay a cruel and wicked intent.

My struggles and cries only excited Mo Fanyu more, and he roughly flipped me over onto the bed.
I could only see several pairs of slippers stacked beside the bed, and clothes scattered all over the floor.

My kneeling legs were forcefully spread apart. Give up; there was no way to stop it. A large, burning hand reached
forward and grasped a pair of full breasts, the fiery member relentlessly plunging into my trembling flower once more.

Thrust after thrust, growl after growl. My body was nothing but flesh, flesh held
in the jaws of a wild beast.

How could a beast without feelings or humanity understand the bonds of blood?

"No…"

My cries grew weak, and with my final scream, the hot fluid flowed into my body once more.

I lay helplessly on the bed, staring blankly at the blurry ceiling.

The crystal chandelier was beautiful, sparkling. But it stung my eyes.

"Hahaha, Wang'er, now your belly is full of what belongs to us."

A pair of hands stroked my lower abdomen; I could even feel
the fluid almost as if it were about to overflow.

"Ugh…"

So disgusting, this feeling is so disgusting. It felt like a million ants were crawling all over me, so disgusting that
I didn't know how to get rid of them except to vomit.

It was so uncomfortable, so painful. But my body and mind were already utterly exhausted.

Until my mouth was filled with bitterness, as if I'd vomited up bile. But I still wanted to vomit.

All my strength seemed to have been drained, and I just lay sprawled on the edge of the bed. At that moment, I didn't want to see their
expressions , nor did I want to care about being naked.

A glass of water was placed in front of me.

I struggled to lift my head and saw Mo Fantian's face.

"Why are you so concerned about blood ties?"

Listen to what he's saying. Why should I care? Why shouldn't I care?!

"Hahaha, am I supposed to not care? We are so closely related by blood! This is
incest!" I roared. My stomach, however, was cramping.

"So what if we're related by blood? So what if it's incest? Do you think you have any affection for us? Absolutely not!"

"You've never seen us before, so where does this affection come from? If we met on the street today, we
'd be complete strangers!"

I knew Mo Fantian and Mo Fanyu were right.

I'd never seen them before, never known they existed since I was a child. If I saw them on the street today,
if I didn't know them, perhaps I would have accepted it. Because they were truly
handsome .

But! I know! I know we're related by blood!

"But blood ties cannot be erased! And I do know that..." Tears soaked
the sheets .

I just lay there, motionless.

A pair of large hands pulled me into an embrace.

I had no strength left to struggle. No strength left to feel nauseous or vomit. I

could do nothing but cry.

"Please, let me go, okay? There are so many women in the world, you can find others."

Why did it have to be me? Why?

I don't want it, I don't want it!

"Don't even think about it!"

"There's only one Mo Wangyou in the world."

Their words made it clear.

They wouldn't let me go.

This was my last, only conscious thought…

Chapter 16 The Demon's Imprisonment 4

Curled up by the French windows, I watched the wind rustle the white gauze.

After that day, they didn't do anything to me. But I had become silent. Every day, I just
curled up in my room.

I didn't know if they had any feelings for me. I only knew that they had a perverse
possessiveness .

They wouldn't allow the male bodyguards to look at me, talk to me, or touch me.

The weather at the end of September was still very hot. The sound of the air conditioner mingled with the chirping of cicadas outside the window.

Indoors, it was cold. Outside, it was hot.

And I just sat between the two, letting this feeling wash over my body and skin.

They said that once they finished what they were doing, they would spend time with me.

Spend time with me for what?

I didn't know, I didn't want to know, and I was even more... afraid to know.

"Miss, dinner is ready."

I watched as the butler brought in the food and placed it on the table. And I just watched silently.

"Miss, remember to eat early. These are all your favorite dishes."

After the butler finished speaking, he left with the maid.

I just looked down, at the five-story building below.

The sun was shining brightly, the grass was lush and green, yet it felt so desolate.

I slowly got up, walked to the table, and silently ate my food. After finishing, I continued to curl up in
front of the French windows, looking down.

After a while, the housekeeper came in and took away my things.

From beginning to end, he didn't say anything to me.

They clearly knew, everyone clearly knew about my relationship with those two people! Why,
why didn't they react at all? Were they crazy too?

I buried my head in my knees, letting the tears soak my skin.

If I had known this would happen, I would have preferred to stay in Shanghai, stay at home. The pain of being hurt by Duan Ruofeng was far
less than the pain I felt now.

If I had known this would happen, the moment I saw Duan Ruofeng that day, I should have said nothing and
left !

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have gotten close to them in the first place!

But, if only I had known earlier…

Unconsciously, the sun set. I watched the distant greenery slowly being shrouded in shadow.

Dinner was brought in, and I obediently finished it.

Although my whole body ached terribly, my consciousness hadn't left me.

If I were to starve myself now, those two would find a way to make me eat. It was better
to eat and wait for an opportunity; perhaps there would still be a day to escape.

Even now, I hadn't given up on escaping. However, all of this required my physical and mental recovery.

When the clock struck twelve, I realized I had been sitting by the French windows for a whole
day .

The door opened, but I didn't want to pay attention.

"Have you been sitting here all day?" A large hand stroked my hair.

I looked up and saw Mo Fanyu's face, followed by Mo Fantian.

Who could imagine that every time they were in bed, they were like madmen? But once they got out of bed,
they reverted to their original selves? I could only feel dread.

I buried my head deeply in my knees, curling up, not wanting to pay them any attention.

Suddenly, I was lifted into the air. In my heart, I gasped, but outwardly I remained silent.

"Are you planning to remain silent in the face of us?" This time, it was Mo Fantian who asked.

I had already been placed on the bed by Mo Fanyu. Looking at them before me, and thinking of the bed beneath me, I immediately
felt a chill run through my body. My face was probably deathly pale…

"What exactly do you want!" Finally, Mo Fanyu exploded.

I looked at the two of them. What did I want? Could I even think about it? No, I couldn't!

If struggling would have been useful, I would have struggled. Unfortunately, it was useless.

If crying would have been useful, I would have cried. Unfortunately, it was useless too.

If begging would have been useful, I would have begged. Unfortunately, it was even more useless.

So, all I could do was lie flat on the bed, motionless, turning my head to look out the French windows. Let them do
whatever they want. I no longer had the strength to struggle. Anyway, they were used to forcing me
…

"Enough! What exactly do you want! What are you doing like this!" I was suddenly pulled up, and I
looked at Mo Fantian with a cold gaze.

"What do I want?" I whispered. "I want to go home, but... can I go home? I can't
... so what else do I want? What else can I do?"

I closed my eyes, choosing not to see them.

"You! All you think about is going back! All you think about is escaping us!" Mo Fanyu's voice rang out.

"Shouldn't I be? I'm a normal person, a normal person! I'm not like you!" For a moment,
I wanted to rush up and tear them apart, screaming at them.

But what good would that do?

I thought they would be furious, that they would torture me.

But they didn't move.

I opened my eyes and saw two somewhat distorted faces. I couldn't understand the expressions on their faces.

"Why don't you go find someone else? Why? Why... why torture me? Just because
you hate me?" These words were spoken so softly, I could hardly hear them myself.

The door slammed shut. The vibrations filled the entire room.

They... were gone...

I closed my eyes helplessly, tears streaming down my face.

I knew they hated me. Although, I didn't know why. But from the moment I arrived,
they 've disliked me; I could sense it.

However, besides disliking me, I really can't think of any other reason why they treat me this way…

really, nothing…

Chapter 17: Tenderness Under the Bed, Pain on the Bed 1.

Rain started falling outside the window. I opened the balcony door, letting the wind blow and the rain lash down. It seemed
the rain could wash away my scent.

The air conditioner inside whirred softly. Raindrops dripped from the French windows. But it seemed
only this could calm me down.

"Miss! What are you doing! It's a typhoon!" Suddenly, the butler's anxious voice pierced
my ears.

It turned out to be mealtime again. It seemed that now, morning and evening, day and night,
made no difference to me. The only saving grace was that the two maids returned very late at night, so they rarely
entered my room.

"Quick! You two, go help Miss up!" The butler dared not touch me, for he was also a man.

The two maids helped me up, or rather, half-forced me to get up. I was already numb; my body trembled slightly the moment I
entered the room. It seemed I had truly been in the rain for too long.

"What are you standing there for! Go get Miss a towel and clothes! Go get Miss hot water!" The butler
sternly reprimanded the two maids who were merely helping me.

The two maids settled me on the sofa, one immediately bringing a towel to dry my hair. The butler, seemingly out of
nowhere , brought up a cup of hot tea.

"Miss, why don't you have some hot tea to warm yourself up? Although it's September, this rain is still bad for your health.
A cup of hot tea will help expel some of the chill, and then you can take a hot bath."

I stared blankly at the butler, at the man nearing fifty. My eyes stung. My grandfather
had told me these things long ago. But… now…

perhaps it was because of the butler's words, or perhaps I simply didn't have the strength to struggle. With the help of two maids, I
took a bath and changed my clothes. After a quiet lunch, I was placed on the bed.

"Miss, get some sleep. You'll feel better after a while." The butler stood respectfully by the door
.

I watched the maid open the door and leave, then watched the butler pause, bow to me, and prepare to close the door and leave.

"Uncle, thank you…" Finally, I managed to express my gratitude.

Thank you for showing me a semblance of normal concern.

"It's my duty. Please rest well, Miss." The door was finally closed.

I stared blankly at the ceiling, the crystal chandelier casting a cold, dazzling light. And I, like that
crystal , felt precarious.

My head was spinning, and in my hazy state, I finally drifted off to sleep.

When I finally came to, I found myself weak and feverish. My head was still spinning.

"Wang'er, are you awake?" A gentle voice belonged to Mo Fanyu. Before me were
the worried faces of Mo Fanyu and Mo Fantian.

I forced myself to turn my head, only to find it incredibly heavy.

"You have a fever." Mo Fantian placed his hand on my forehead. The cool touch felt
comforting for a moment.

But then, remembering what those hands had done to me, disgust and fear made me struggle to pull away.

I saw anger flash in their eyes, but it softened when it met mine.
What was wrong with them?

"Wang'er, why did you go out in the rain? Even though it's hot now, you'll still get sick from the rain.
Don't do that again, okay?" Mo Fanyu's gentleness startled me. He was
caring for me as gently as a lover!

"You've been unconscious for a whole day and night, and your fever has finally gone down a bit. Are you hungry? I had someone
cook some porridge; you should like it." Even Mo Fantian was so gentle.

What's wrong with them? Had I been unconscious for a whole day and night? What happened during that time?
Why can't I understand them?

"Here, the porridge is warm." Watching Mo Fanyu gently scoop a spoonful and feed it to me, I didn't dare to drink it.

"Doesn't it suit your taste? You're sick now, so you can only drink porridge. Once you're better, whatever you want to eat,
we'll buy it for you, okay?" Mo Fantian sat on my other side, coaxing me like a child.

But I didn't ignore the threat in their eyes. If I didn't obediently drink it, they would
force me.

I opened my mouth and ate spoonful by spoonful, until the whole bowl of porridge was gone.

"Want more? Are you full?" Mo Fantian handed me a cup of hot tea.

I shook my head, then nodded. But they seemed to understand. After drinking some hot tea, I
stared at . They were acting strangely today. But I couldn't quite put my finger on what was wrong.

"You're sick, you should rest. Sleep a little longer, you'll feel better tomorrow." Was Mo Fantian
really coaxing a child? His expression made it seem like he was treating me like one.

"Go to sleep." Mo Fanyu helped me lie down and covered me with the blanket.

In the end, they did nothing. They just took the tray and left.

"Get some rest." Before closing the door, Mo Fanyu turned and smiled at me.

I looked at the night outside the curtains; the rain still seemed to be pouring. I've never liked drawing the curtains. It
seems to be a habit I've developed these past few days.

Watching the wind and rain raging outside, I chose to curl up in the blankets, hoping everything would be as warm
and safe as it was now.

I didn't want to think about Mo Fantian and Mo Fanyu's unusual behavior, nor was I capable of doing so.

Perhaps they were both crazy, or perhaps they were paranoid. None of this was something I could understand
.

I thought they hated me, but just now they were showing me gentle concern.

I truly couldn't see through their thoughts.

Dazed and still feeling the effects of the lingering fever, I drifted off to sleep again.

Chapter 18: Tenderness Under the Bed, Pain on the Bed 2 (Revised)

My health has always been good; even when I'm sick, I recover quickly. In less than two days, I'm completely healed.

But now, I'm starting to fear being around Mo Fantian and the others.
Even is enough to make me lose my appetite.

"Why aren't you eating more? Is it not to your liking?" Mo Fantian asked with
concern . I was

somewhat surprised; there was indeed concern in his eyes. What's wrong with Mo Fantian, who never cared about me before
? Lately, he seems to be caring about me more and more.

"Is it not ready yet?" Mo Fanyu reached out his hand to me, and I reflexively pulled away.

This time, neither of them got angry. Mo Fanyu simply withdrew his hand.

After breakfast, they had to go to work. Only now did I realize that they both owned their own companies.
I was forced to see them off at the door. At that moment, I felt like a wife seeing her husband off to work.

This feeling, rushing into my mind, sent a chill down my spine.

"Wang'er, we'll be back early tonight," Mo Fantian whispered in my ear.
Heat.

She gasped, looking at the speaker with a hint of fear. The burning intensity in his eyes was undeniable; how she
wished she was seeing things. "Don't
be afraid ,
don't forget, this isn't the first time. And this won't be the last." Mo Fantian
's words were as gentle as a seductress's, yet they instilled a deep-seated fear in me. I could only

feel his warm tongue licking my earlobe. My body trembled uncontrollably. I desperately wanted to pull away from him and
slap him hard. But I knew the consequences of doing so very well. The best thing I could do was stand there and let him do as he
pleased. I hoped he would stop, at least in front of everyone. But I was wrong. His hand encircled my waist. His other hand pressed against the back of my head, pressing my lips against his lowered lips. His warm, moist tongue pried open my teeth, domineeringly and freely. My hands pressed against his chest, trying to push him away. But he didn't budge. " Big brother, it's my turn." Mo Fanyu pulled him away, and I just gasped for breath. Before I could react, Mo Fanyu kissed my lips again. At that moment, tears welled up in my eyes. When would this torment end? Why did I have to endure all this? I kept vomiting until Mo Fanyu let me go, until the two of them got into the car. Watching the car drive away, knowing I wouldn't see it again , I slowly squatted down, bracing myself against the cold ground, and began to vomit . My stomach, which hadn't eaten much to begin with, started to cramp and ache. Tears welled up uncontrollably. "Miss..." The butler stood far away, but I didn't want to pay attention to anyone. I kept gagging until a bitter taste filled my mouth. I slowly stood up, feeling my legs unsteady. "Hurry up and help Miss!" Immediately, two maids supported me. I simply pushed them away and slowly walked back to my room. Hiding in bed, I knew what they meant. I knew what tonight would bring. But I dared not think about it! Just thinking about it made my stomach ache again. I spent the entire morning curled up in bed, and after lunch, I curled up again. I stared blankly at the drizzling rain outside, but my peripheral vision caught sight of the shimmering anklet on my foot. The anklet was beautiful, studded with diamonds. But its brilliance twisted my heart with a sharp pain. This was the shackle that bound me, the shackle that I could not escape. This was the shackle that those two demons had imprisoned me in! Time seemed to pass by without me noticing. When I came to my senses, there was a knock at the door . Looking at the food the butler brought in, I immediately looked out the window. Another day had passed. "Uncle, may I call back to Shanghai?" I asked tentatively. " Miss , I'm sorry… this requires permission from the two masters." A fleeting apology crossed the butler's face. I didn't say anything more, because I knew. Actually, I knew from the beginning that it was impossible. But I still wanted to try. Suddenly, I realized I had no appetite. I only ate a few bites before asking the butler to take the food away . " Miss , the master just called. They'll be back in a little while. They want you to get some rest ." The butler finished speaking and closed the door. She paused slightly, then suddenly understood what they meant. " Hahaha...rest? Hahaha..." It was so funny, rest? Laughing hurt so much, her stomach hurt, her head hurt...her heart hurt too... She laughed until tears streamed down her face. Lying in bed, looking at the magnificent crystal chandelier, she felt only sorrow. Why wouldn't they let her go? What had she done wrong? She heard the door open and felt a corner of the bed sink in. "Why are you crying again?" A pair of rough, large hands wiped away my tears.

Through teary eyes, I looked at Mo Fantian before me. The bed on the other side sank in. I knew it was Mo Fanyu.
" Why? What did I do wrong? Why are you treating me like this?" I really didn't know. Where had I offended them? "If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for arousing our desires. Wang'er, don't struggle." Mo Fantian's hand lingered
on the buttons of my pajamas. "It's no use. What we want, none of it can escape." Mo Fanyu's lips pressed against my ear. I closed my eyes, too weak to struggle. Chapter 19 Tenderness Under the Bed, Pain on the Bed 3 (Revised) Slowly, clothes were thrown to the ground, naked skin exposed to the cool air. Naked breasts were being kneaded by a pair of large hands. The cold buds slowly began to stand up under the teasing of the fingertips, which had become a reflexive sensation. On the naked skin, a head slid up and down and left and right. The warm , damp feeling lingered on my cool skin. I gripped the sheets tightly, suppressing the nausea in my throat . " No!" Suddenly, my legs were spread apart. I finally reacted and immediately used my hands to block. "Wang'er , you're trying to resist, huh?" The threatening tone made me tremble. My hands flinched for a moment , but immediately blocked again. "Wang'er, you still haven't learned your lesson." Mo Fanyu grabbed my hands and pinned them behind my back. Forced to turn to face him, my lips were roughly captured by his. His tongue forcefully pried open my teeth, invading my mouth and intertwining with my trembling little tongue. No matter how much I resisted, I couldn't stop him. "No…uh…" The sudden cold air between my legs made me kick them in terror, but to no avail. A pair of large hands gripped my ankles tightly, forcefully spreading them apart. Finally, my legs were open. The only covering was gone. The cold air invaded my vulnerable private parts. I trembled with fear, but couldn't move an inch. Tears were already streaming down my face, but they couldn't stop the two men, their eyes bloodshot and filled with lust. "What a lovely child." Mo Fantian's tone filled me with terror. But what terrified me even more was the finger lingering at the entrance. I shook my head desperately, but I couldn't escape Mo Fanyu's lips. Finally, Mo Fanyu released me, but still held my hand. " No ...please, no...please..." I pleaded, crying, hoping they would let me go. But if they were willing to hear my pleas, I wouldn't be in such despair. Those warm fingertips touched the cool petals, the gentle caress almost driving me mad. Every nerve was taut, terrified that the hand's fingers might make another move. But things rarely go as planned. "No!" With a piercing scream, I felt the fingers finally penetrate my body. "Don't be afraid, we'll be gentle. It won't be like the first time." Mo Fanyu's voice was Satan 's call, a call to hell! I twisted my body, shaking my head repeatedly, pleading incessantly. But I couldn't even hear my own voice . Suddenly, I felt a burning heat against my exposed crotch. That feeling was right at the entrance. Terrified, I could only try my best to squeeze my legs together, but dared not move. "No...no..." I gasped in fear. I dared not look at them, twisting my body trying to escape. That overly hot, hard thing was too familiar, each time it caused me unbearable pain. But my struggles only angered them, angered the men caught in lust. "Open your legs!" Mo Fantian suddenly lost his patience and forcefully pried my legs apart. A scorching hot iron rod rubbed back and forth between my petals, seemingly waiting for my most vulnerable moment. "No...no..." I gasped, shaking my head, tears blurring the figure before me. My weak pleas sounded like moans to the man before me, stimulating his senses. "What are you afraid of? It's not the first time." A face with an evil smile appeared above me, a pair of large hands ...

He kept kneading her breasts. Suddenly, his head buried itself in her breasts, gently biting her nipples.

"Wang'er, I'm coming in, okay?" I shook my head, that was my answer. But the question was just a perfunctory one, it wouldn't stop because of my answer . " No ...
ah !" A scream, her body was torn apart, and that scorching iron rod finally forced its way into her honey hole. It explored the flower path relentlessly until it was completely inside. A burning pain came from my lower body. With that scorching sliding, I slowly lost my strength. Finally, I just lay flat, looking at the head buried on my breasts and playing with them. Now, what was on me was no longer two men or my uncle, but two beasts. One was frantically torturing my wet honey hole with his iron whip, while the other was gnawing at every inch of skin exposed to the air. "No...no...don't..." The cries of pleading were completely drowned out by the man's beastly roar. She felt no pleasure, only pain. A deep-seated aversion prevented her from accepting any of this; the shared bloodline made her feel nauseous. Suddenly, the iron rod plunged deeper, a stream of hot liquid splashing into her flower pot. A satisfied roar filled her ears, and her limp legs collapsed onto the bed, finally satisfying a beast. She turned her head, looking at the crystal chandelier, bright as day. The dazzling crystal shimmered with a ring of white light . " Wang'er ..." My head was lifted again. What I saw was Mo Fantian's face. His lips descended, making it futile for me to even try to dodge. His tongue wantonly invaded my mouth. I was like a doll devoid of consciousness, limp and helpless as he ravaged me. My legs were lifted again; I had given up struggling, letting his hands spread them open. My inner thighs , already ravaged, were once again pressed against a scorching hot iron rod. There was no more struggle, no more pleading; it all happened so suddenly. I watched helplessly as that foreign object roughly pierced my body. Even my cries were silenced by Mo Fantian's lips. This beast was even more ferocious than before, relentlessly pounding into my body, the iron rod brutally ravaging my insides. "Wang'er, lift your waist." A pair of hands supported my waist, forcing my back to arch, to meet his thrusts. My breasts , I don't know whose mouth they fell into, were constantly being gnawed on by teeth. My body, being ravaged by two men in turn, could no longer bear any more lust, and my tired mind gradually sank into a hazy, blurred state. The last thing I saw was Mo Fantian lying on my chest, and Mo Fanyu, who looked completely absorbed in the moment. Chapter 20 Tenderness Under the Bed, Pain on the Bed When I woke up , I saw two naked chests. Slowly, I saw two men's faces. Instantly, a wave of nausea made me almost uncontrollably climb out of bed and rush into the bathroom. I slumped over the glass sink, unable to stop vomiting. The entire small space was filled with a sour , nauseating smell. But it couldn't compare to the smell on my body . "Wang'er, what's wrong with you!" Mo Fantian rushed in and helped me up. The moment he touched me, I pushed him away and vomited uncontrollably at the sink. I vomited until I was almost completely exhausted, until my stomach was empty, leaving only a sharp, throbbing pain. "Wang'er ... " Mo Fanyu supported me as I succumbed to my weakness. Mo Fantian took a towel and wiped my mouth. After rinsing away the vomit, he ran the water. I didn't struggle, nor did I have the strength to. They placed me in the hot water, and I remained motionless, watching them wash my naked body. I didn't try to cover myself, nor did I try to stop them. Because I knew better than anyone that it was useless! In fact, it only provoked them!

Vomiting seems to have become a reflexive behavior of mine after they became intimate with me. Now,
they no longer even get angry about it. Mo Fantian carried me into the room, only to find the sheets had been changed.
I was tucked into the covers, my eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. I didn't know what time , but it must be dawn. "Wang'er, get some sleep. We should go to the company." Mo Fantian tucked me in. " Rest well." Mo Fanyu patted my head. I heard the door open and close. I remained motionless, just staring at the ceiling . I must escape! I absolutely must escape! At that moment, my heart was filled with unwavering resolve. Thinking of my family in Shanghai, thinking of those two insane demons. I must escape! Otherwise , I will die! I will definitely die! I suddenly sat up, but tugged at the shackles on my feet. Lifting the blanket, seeing the cold, silver light, I realized: as long as these shackles remained, I would forever be their captive! Unless, I could remove them. My hand instinctively reached out to pull them off. But their words echoed in my mind: If I dared to remove them, the consequences… In the end, I withdrew my hand. Right now, I had no ability to escape. My body hadn't recovered much from the recent illness. Let alone escape, even running a few steps wouldn't be an option! In the afternoon, the rain stopped. The only saving grace was that my movements were confined to their territory. As long as I didn't leave the house, I could move freely. Plus, with the shackles on my feet, I could freely enter and leave the garden. The air on the mountain after the rain was incredibly fresh. And I needed to calm down. To breathe in this fresh air and clear my mind. I can't escape using the methods I've used before. Suddenly , I noticed several men in black suits not far away. I never expected them to be so cautious, so wary of my escape! How can I possibly escape? If I really escaped, this mountain path is so long, how could I possibly get down? Putting that aside, the fact that I don't know the way is the biggest problem! Curled up on the still- damp bench, I just stared at one spot. My mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts. Suddenly, a sharp screech of brakes filled my mind. I snapped back to reality and looked at the car that had stopped not far away. It was Mo Fantian who got out. However, he was alone. "Wang'er, how long have you been sitting here? It's starting to drizzle, don't you feel it?" His words made me look at the sky. Only then did I realize that it really had started to drizzle. But I seemed completely oblivious. Mo Fantian walked up to me and picked me up in his arms. I didn't struggle, nor did I dare to. I just watched him, instructing the driver to park the car in the garage. Then he held me and walked towards the main house. I knew very well that it would take at least twenty minutes to walk from here to the main house! I chose this place because I didn't want to see them so soon, and also to escape from that main house! All the way, he held me like this, and I didn't say a word. When we arrived at the main house, I saw the clock on the wall and realized that it was already past five o'clock . "Are you staying there all day?" He placed me on the sofa, brought a towel, and began drying slightly damp hair. I just curled up quietly on the sofa, not wanting to talk to him. It's laughable, really. Before, I had hoped they would talk to me. Now, I wished they would never acknowledge me! He seemed to be talking about something, and seemed to be asking me something. Unfortunately, I didn't want to hear anything. I closed my eyes and leaned back on the sofa. All I could hear was the rain starting to pour down outside again. "Is Wang'er throwing a tantrum?" A voice , tinged with laughter, appeared, but it only chilled me to the bone.

Mo Fanyu has returned.

The butler immediately busied himself preparing dinner, and the servants became even busier with the master of the house back. As for me, I just curled up,
not wanting to move or speak . "Alright, stop being so temperamental. Come on, let's eat.
"
Mo Fantian picked me up and carried me to the dining room. He then placed me
on
his lap. I watched as Mo Fanyu picked up food for me and fed it to me. "Are you still angry that we hurt you last night?" Mo

Fanyu asked with a smile. "Don't worry, we
'll be gentler in the future." His words sent chills down my spine.

"Good boy, hurry up and eat." It was Mo Fantian's voice above me.

At that moment, I inexplicably opened my mouth and ate. Perhaps it was because their appearance only made
me feel scared. Naturally, I didn't dare to disobey them.
After
finally finishing the meal, the two of them said they wanted to go to the study to talk. I practically fled,
almost impatiently. I rushed into the room and closed the door. I pressed my body against the door, my wildly pounding chest unable to calm down for a long
time . RX and his friend's reaction today was terrifying! They were so gentle! So gentle it didn't seem like them at all! And their words about being gentler in the future almost made me tremble. Could it be that tonight...? No! I locked the door with trembling hands, even though I knew perfectly well that if they really wanted to come in, it would be pointless! Without hesitation , I immediately took a shower and hid under the covers. It seemed that only in this way could I feel at ease!

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