Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

However, no matter how hard he tried, Shu Mian was still a step late.

Tao Yian had already entered the yard and saw the "allowed entry but not exit" confinement device and a signal isolator placed in the corner.

Tao Yian: ???

He looked at Shu Jiao with some surprise.

Shu Jiao: ...

"No one has lived in this yard for a long time."

Shu Jiao remained calm and said, "Maybe it was left by my dad."

is it?

Tao Yian had some doubts in his heart. He turned around and saw several chains and handcuffs wrapped around the bed in the main room.

Shu Jiao: ...

Uncle Mian~

You really shouldn't be too dedicated.

Tao Yian: …

This place doesn't seem very serious.

Does he really want to live here?

"Sister, this?"

Tao Yian looked back at Shu Jiao, his eyes full of confusion.

"Hey~~~"

Shu Jiao sighed quietly, "My second uncle used to live in Haitangyuan. He was mentally ill and would beat people when he got angry. We had no choice but to lock him up here."

"what--?"

Tao Yian pursed his lips and asked cautiously: "Then why don't you send him to the hospital?"

"After all, family disgrace should not be made public."

Shu Jiao explained "seriously", "Besides, if this matter gets out, it will probably affect the company's reputation and cause great economic losses."

"What about your second uncle now?"

"Suicide."

"what?"

Seeing the grief on Shu Jiao's face, Tao Yian panicked instantly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask this..."

"fine."

Shu Jiao maintained a "sad" expression and shook her head slightly, "It's all over."

Yes.

It's in the past.

Shu Mian, who rushed over, heard this explanation and gritted his teeth for fear of laughing out loud.

Uncle Shu’s grave has been repaired for many years. What could possibly go wrong?

When Second Uncle Shu fought with the head of the family for the family property, he became mentally ill in the third year. He was tortured by doctors and nurses in a mental hospital for more than half a year. Finally, he jumped from a tall building and died a violent death.

How is this not suicide?

"Sister, don't be sad."

Tao Yian was a little confused and began to coax Shu Jiao, "The dead cannot be resurrected. Besides, it's your uncle who is suffering from mental illness. Death is a kind of relief for him..."

Shu Mian: Poof!

"cough!"

Shu Qiang tried to suppress his emotions, "Yes, Patriarch, it is indeed a relief for the Second Young Master."

sad!

The head of the family was very sad at that time.

I almost set off fireworks for three days and three nights and held a seven-day big sale to ease her grief.

"I know."

Shu Jiao responded, reaching out to hold Tao Yian's hand, "It's just that my second uncle and I have a deep relationship, and when I think about it now, I can't help but feel a little emotional."

The feelings are indeed deep.

It's the kind of deep love where they both hope the other will die.

Tao Yian certainly felt that holding hands like this was a bit too intimate.

But Shu Jiao is very sad now.

It should be just her subconscious desire to find some comfort, without any other meaning, right?

Tao Yian convinced himself instantly and even offered to move to another yard.

"The Spring Apricot Garden has been tidied up."

Shu Mian spoke.

He finally understood why he couldn't contact Shu Jiao just now.

The signal isolator in Haitang Garden is on, there's no way we can get in touch!

"it is good."

Shu Jiao pulled Tao Yian and walked out.

Tao Yian has big palms with long joints. It seems that he has not suffered much since he was a child, so his skin is soft and tender.

It's very comfortable to hold.

Shu Jiao teased her from time to time.

The warmth from my palm slowly went up my arm and onto my face.

Tao Yian's fair cheeks gradually turned red, and his eyes gradually shifted from looking at the scenery to the hands holding each other.

"Sister, how about..."

He tried to pull his hand out, but he used very little strength.

Shu Jiao didn't notice it, and asked him in confusion, "What's the matter?"

"without--"

Tao Yian was too embarrassed to say it out loud, so he just followed Shu Jiao.

Shu Mian, who followed closely behind him, had a look of hope and relief in his eyes——

It's not easy!

God!

It seems that the Shu family is finally going to have a normal love relationship!

On the other side, Fan Muran, who was still in the underground medical research laboratory, opened his eyes in a daze and found that his whole body, from bones to flesh, was aching.

Why does it hurt so much?

He couldn't help but let out a scream, but he quickly stopped because he was afraid of being discovered.

Where is he?

Who brought him here?

He didn't know all this.

He was already in a coma before being bought by Vass.

Fan Muran looked around and saw some strange medicines and a dissecting table with half a corpse of an insect or beast on it.

The room smelled damp, stuffy, bloody and a bit rotten, which was not a pleasant smell.

But it's much better than the fighting arena.

Fan Muran listened carefully for a while and found that there seemed to be no one there and he was not tied up, so he subconsciously reached out to support himself on the table and sit up.

Suddenly I remembered that he was paralyzed.

After pausing for two seconds, he suddenly discovered——

Hey ~

He can actually move!

Fan Muran was so happy that he didn't even care that his hand had been cut to the bone and tried to stand up.

step.

Two steps...

He's healed!

"Hahaha……"

Fan Muran couldn't help but burst into laughter, and then looked at his empty arms with fierce eyes, "Black Lake Fighting Arena!"

He was going to raze that damn place to the ground.

"Gulu..."

My stomach growled.

Fan Muran was silent for a moment, then he rummaged around in the room and found a few bottles of the cheapest, tasteless nutritional supplements. He drank two bottles in one gulp, and the burning sensation in his stomach gradually subsided.

What's next?

Who saved him?

Is he fully recovered or does he need to continue taking medication?

A series of questions emerged in Fan Muran's mind one by one, "The person who saves me should appear, right? Is he a doctor?"

and many more!

Fan Muran's pupils shrank, and he picked up the bottle of nutrient solution he had just drunk and looked at it carefully, "Star Calendar 2983?"

"how come?!"

How could it be 2983?

Isn’t it already 3021?

Is it...

Was it a dream? Or was it a trap set for him?

Fan Muran didn't believe it at all. It was time that went back to the year when his fate took a turning point.

It was not until he found many labels with the date 2983 in the room and searched for a long time with a discarded, half-scrapped intelligent computer that he finally believed it.

God gave him another chance to live again!

"Good! Great!"

Fan Muran was so excited that his body was shaking slightly, his eyes were red, "This time, without that lunatic Shu Jiao, I can climb up freely, I won't be controlled by others anymore!"

Comfortable! Beautiful!

Shu Jiao!

This time without you, I won't be imprisoned in that yard like a pet raised by you.

Don't even think about taming me anymore, don't even think about turning me into a toy for you to manipulate!

There was a fire burning in his eyes.

It was the desire to fight for a better future, the pleasure of breaking free from bondage and regaining freedom, and the determination to burn away what he considered to be a shameful past...

By the way, Yunqing!

Fan Muran suddenly thought of something and quickly pressed the smart brain.