The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Chapter 54: Poor little master (10)

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"Ah Qing." Just when the young man was confused, a gentle voice sounded from behind. He Qing stiffened and turned his head a little bit. Sure enough, he saw Lu Linguan who was sitting behind the bed with a book in his hand.

Under the dazed gaze of the young man, the young man stood up with a smile, put down the book in his hand, and replaced it with a small bowl of soup.

The jade-colored soup took a spoonful from the bowl, and the young man gently handed it to the chapped lips of the young man, "You are hungry, drink this bowl of soup first, to warm your stomach."

As he said, he passed the spoon forward, the rosiness was no longer there, but the still beautiful lips did not move at all, Lu Linguan raised his eyebrows slightly, and met the young man's gaze.

He Qing was in pain all over, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes, and he looked at Lu Linguan so redly, "What are you doing?"

"Feed you soup." The gentle young man didn't seem to understand what he wanted to ask, and the spoon in his hand moved forward a little bit, touching the young man's lips, as if he was trying to appease his angry little boyfriend, "Hurry up." Let's drink it, count the time to heat it up, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

"If you don't drink any more, your stomach will hurt, my dear."

Familiar tenderness, familiar movements, the actions that once made He Qing feel sweet now made him feel uncomfortable, he shook the thin iron chain on his hand with red eyes, "I ask you what is this! What is this!"

"Ah Qing." The smile on Lu Linguan's face disappeared.

He gently stroked the young man's smooth and white face, and said softly, "Don't you like me? I like you too. You will be here from now on and stay with me forever, okay?"

Reminded by him, the teenager looked around, it was a white room, the windows, doors, blankets, even the bed under him, were all white.

He looked at the tall window in disbelief, it wasn't a glass window, but an old-fashioned wire bed, and a few small windows were distributed at the highest point of the room, preventing all possibility of escape for the people in the room.

Seeing him looking at the window, Lu Linguan also looked up, and explained, "Don't worry, Ah Qing, the room is heated 24 hours a day, even if these windows are open, it won't be cold."

"Are you imprisoning me now?"

The slender silver-white iron chain was attached to the wrist, and He Qing looked desperately at the person he liked, "Why?"

"Because I like Ah Qing." Lu Linguan smiled softly and said this sentence smoothly.

He didn't seem to see the young man's self-deprecating expression, and said to himself, "Does Ah Qing want to die? Is it because no one will protect you anymore, so you can't survive?"

He thought of how he felt when he learned from others that the person in front of him had almost committed suicide, and he tightened his grip on the spoon, "Why did you leave me so cruelly? Didn't you say you liked me? Didn't you say that you wanted to be with me for the rest of your life?" Ah Qing has forgotten all of this."

The boy looked at the person in front of him who was still smiling gently, but he didn't know him at all, and shook his head with a pale face, "I haven't forgotten..."

"You forgot..."

Lu Linguan was taken aback, thinking that he was talking about betraying him and being with Mo Chuyu, "It doesn't matter, anyway, now we can still be together forever."

As he said, he put down the bowl in his hand, "Ah Qing won't drink, you're not hungry yet, let's do some exercise, you'll be hungry soon."

The young man's hand landed on the cuff of the young man's clothes, the sound of clanging iron chains sounded, and his hand was knocked off heavily.

Throwing his hand down, the young man put his arms around his shoulders with red eyes, "What are you doing!"

Lu Linguan smiled, no longer pretending to be gentle, but proud of getting what he wanted, "Fuck you."

Pushing the person down heavily on the bed, the panicked trembling of the person below him, and the fragrance in the hair all made Lu Linguan obsessed.

The gentle young man thought seriously that he should have done this long ago, but it's not too late now.

Joyfully pressed the boy's struggling hands and pressed them on him, and slowly unbuttoned him amidst his desperate cries.

The delicate white and tender skin was exposed along the struggling young man, obviously only a small piece, but in Lu Linguan's eyes, it was like seeing the most precious treasure.

As soon as his body became hot, his hands couldn't help exerting some force.

"Go away!!"

"go away!"

"Lin Guan! Lu Lin Guan!!"

From sternly reprimanding, to panic, to begging, the proud He Qing lowered his head, crying and begging him to let him go.

He loves Lu Linguan, but if he is treated like this by the person he likes, he might as well die.

"Let me go... let me go..." Lu Linguan, who has been exercising all year round, no matter how much the weak boy resists, no matter how much he cries, no matter how hard he struggles, beside the silver chain, the boy's last piece of clothing It was still untied.

Looking at the white and smooth skin under his hand, Lu Lin paused, and looked at the crying young man who kept twitching. At this moment, the face that was always proud was full of fragility.

Seeing him look over, hope appeared in the red and swollen eyes of the crying boy, "Lin Guan... please..."

"Ah Qing..." Lu Linguan tightened his grip on the boy's hands. He leaned down and said softly, "I love you."

He wanted to kiss on his lips, but the young man turned his head and tried his best to avoid it, so the kiss landed in his hair, Lu Linguan didn't make a fuss, raised his head with a smile, and kissed down.

"You said you wanted to protect me." A voice with a crying voice sounded out of desperation.

Lu Linguan paused, then continued, "Yes, I lied to you."

I lied to you…

The boy's eyes were full of blood, and tears fell down. He closed his eyes in despair, and the people on his body were completely suppressed.

[One pillow and one shot!]

"Sorry, the license plate is fake, we are checking the monitoring, and I believe the result will be available within an hour at the earliest."

The man's expression was cold, and his whole body was terribly suppressed. His slender fingers with well-defined bones tapped on the table anxiously, and said coldly, "Go."

Seeing the man leave, Zheng Chenke just stood up, his eyes darkened as soon as he stood up, and he was almost supported by the worried-looking butler beside him.

"Young Master Zheng, it's time for you to eat something."

"It's okay." Zheng Chenke stood firm, rubbed his eyebrows, and turned his head to look at the housekeeper, "How is the investigation going?"

"The young master has never had any enemies at school. There is only one classmate who has some troubles with him. His name is Wang Yuecheng. Does Young Master Zheng want to see him?"

The man nodded silently, and when he walked out, his footsteps suddenly stopped, "Tell me, He Qing hasn't eaten anything since Uncle He passed away. Maybe he has a stomach problem."

There was distress in the housekeeper's eyes, "The young master was abused too much when he was a child, and now his stomach hurts badly if he doesn't eat a meal, he must drink soup before meals, otherwise he will still feel pain, I don't know if the young master has eaten yet. "

Zheng Chenke frowned suddenly, "Abused?!"

The gray-haired housekeeper nodded, "It was before Young Master Zheng came. At that time, the young master was only a few years old, and he couldn't speak very well. Madam had a mental problem. She said that she took the young master on a trip. When she found out, The young master has injuries all over his body, and his stomach has already broken down. Although he has been taking care of him all these years, he still can't get hungry."

Zheng Chenke has never heard of this incident. In his eyes, He Qing has always been a spoiled, high-ranking young master. Although he never bullies others or picks up women, the kind of boss who is always bossing me every day Er's attitude is enough to make people dislike him.

He never thought that that arrogant boy would have such a miserable childhood.

"Madam had a mental problem at the time. She hit the young master when she was unhappy, and hit the young master when she was happy. They traveled for a total of three months at that time. The master happened to be the most important in the company. He didn't care. It was because of Madam After committing suicide, the body rotted, and the smell caused the neighbors to call the police. When the police opened the door, the young master was sitting next to the rotten wife, eating raw rice little by little."

"Such a small child, when he left, he still called me Grandpa the housekeeper, and laughed in his wife's arms. When he came back, he was skinny, and when he made a loud voice, he was trembling with fright. One night, I went to the room to see He found that he turned off all the lights and hid in the cabinet crying, saying that in this way, mother would not be able to find him... "

"Young Master Zheng..." the housekeeper said with tears on his face, he knelt down slowly, with tears running down his face, "I know the young master has a bad relationship with you, but he is really bitter... Please, Please, for the sake of the master, don't be so heartless, at least let him stay at home so that he won't be bullied outside..."

"Ever since he was found, the master has even doted on the young master, but he has never bullied anyone because of this. Now as soon as the master leaves, you drive him out, and the young master doesn't know anything. This is not to let him Go to hell!!"

Hearing the last sentence, Zheng Chenke stopped supporting him.

The scene of the boy standing by the bridge and wanting to jump off flashed through his mind. He slowly helped the butler up, and finally said his heart knot, "When I see him, I will think of my parents."

"Sorry, I will move out when I get the person back this time."

He still couldn't let it go, even though he knew that He Qing was just a child when the accident happened, how could the lives of his parents be overshadowed by such a flimsy reason.

He can't let He Qing be bullied outside, and he can't be nice to him. All Zheng Chenke can do is to avoid it from a distance.

The housekeeper, who was crying with tears all over his face, was stunned, "Your parents? What does this have to do with the young master?"

"I've already found out. The reason why my parents died was because He Qing sneaked into the car, causing the car to lose control. My parents died on the spot and he was rescued. Uncle He also knows about this."

Zheng Chenke clenched his hands tightly, "In short, after I find him this time, I will move out."

"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible!" The butler wiped away his tears and said firmly, "The young master hadn't fully recovered during the time Mr. Zheng and the others had an accident. The master was busy with work and didn't know it. Those of us who took care of him were all clear. Chu, as long as no one asks him to do something, he can sit quietly for a whole day, how could he sneak into the car!"

"There is absolutely something wrong here!"

Zheng Chenke's pupils constricted suddenly, and his hands were so hard that his veins burst out. If the housekeeper said so, then what happened in the first place

He was stiff for a long time before he said shyly, "He Qing..."

As soon as the words were spoken, someone stood outside the door and knocked.

"Mr. Zheng! We found that car!"