Quick Wear: Fake White Rabbit! The yandere boss needs to be disciplined

Chu Muyang signaled the guard to open the cell door with his eyes. He walked in and kicked away the weeds at his feet. Only the place where Su Jun was curled up was relatively clean.

Tears kept rolling down the boy's eyes, and Chu Muyang took off his outer robe and covered Su Jun with it.

"I'm sorry, the Su family is involved in a lot of things, and I... haven't convinced Wei Jie to let you out yet."

"..."

Su Jun looked at Chu Muyang without saying a word, as if he wanted to stare through him with his eyes.

There wasn't a trace of guilt behind deception in those eyes. She just let him stare at her, and her pity seemed extremely hypocritical.

"Will you... blame me?"

Chu Muyang pursed his thin lips and asked him softly.

Su Jun withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, and a tear slid down his cheek, hitting the ground and shattering.

"Help me..."

The young man lowered his head helplessly, his voice trembling slightly, "Please help me, she grew up with me...she shouldn't...shouldn't end up like this"

Chu Muyang then realized who Su Jun was talking about, and glanced casually at the half-naked corpse.

Even though he forced Su Jun to beg him, he still...

Jealousy makes me feel that she died too easily.

He looked at Su Jun's hands that were tightly clenching his sleeves, opened his arms, held Su Jun in his arms, and patted Su Jun's shoulders gently and regularly.

"Okay, I will try my best to persuade Wei Jie."

He heard Su Jun say to him hoarsely: "Thank you"

"You don't have to be polite to me," Chu Muyang smiled and lowered his head, his breath brushing against Su Jun's ear, and whispered tenderly: "I am willing to do anything for you"

"vomit!"

Su Jun couldn't help but vomit.

Chu Muyang frowned, his face not looking very good, but he still stroked his back and asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Su Jun waved his hands. The feeling of nausea lingered in his chest. He vomited until he felt dizzy. He hadn't eaten for a day, so he couldn't vomit anything but some sour water. His face was still red.

"Cough cough cough!"

Chu Muyang anxiously supported the shaky body. Feeling Su Jun's weakness, he quietly touched Su Jun's wrist with his fingertips, and was relieved only after making sure that there was no problem.

Such a dirty and messy place is not suitable for a pampered canary. If Su Jun hadn't done so many tricks behind his back, how could he be willing to let anyone suffer.

Thinking of this, Chu Muyang sighed helplessly, "Young Master, can you trust me?"

Su Jun wiped the corner of his lip and wanted to laugh. "Believe it, who else can I trust besides you?"

His smile was sad and sarcastic. Chu Muyang's eyes moved slightly and he automatically ignored the mockery in Su Jun's eyes.

"Wei Jie insists that the Su family is colluding with the rebels and won't let you go. If you believe me, you might as well give him the account book to prove that you are not supporting the rebels behind the scenes..."

It turned out that he was here to test him. Su Jun closed his aching eyes.

He looked straight into Chu Muyang's dark eyes, "Do you also believe that I am rebelling?"

Chu Muyang remained silent.

"I'm just a playboy with no ambitions, who just wants to eat and wait for death. Why do you think I'm giving up my good life to make myself suffer?"

Seeing Chu Muyang was unmoved, Su Jun's tears rolled down one by one, and his emotions gradually collapsed. "Those are the only account books I got. I really don't know the rest. If you don't believe me, ask Wei Jie to take me downstairs to ask my deceased father."

As he said that, he grabbed Chu Muyang's sleeve and burst into tears, "Can you let him kill me?"

“Don’t say that.”

Chu Muyang panicked for a moment, and grabbed Su Jun's wrist with his big hand. With his other hand, he clasped Su Jun's head and pressed him towards himself, inadvertently revealing a bit of morbid madness, "I won't let you die"

"Wow... I'm so scared. Is he going to torture me?"

As luck would have it, a painful howl came from the cell next door. The sound was as dry as a dead tree. The body in his arms trembled, and Su Jun shrank in even more fear.

Chu Muyang's eyebrows jumped. If he had known that Su Jun would be scared when he heard it, he should have asked the jailer to pull out the tongues of those people. "No, Wei Jie promised me that he would not torture you."

No one's guarantee is more useful than Chu Muyang's.

Su Jun slowly raised his head, his black pupils bloodshot, "He just warned me today... How could he listen to you? I don't want to become like them"

Chu Muyang looked down at Su Jun, trying to speak gently so as not to scare the anxious boy, "You won't be like them"

He just wanted to scare Su Jun, why would he make him lose limbs?

That kind of Su Jun wouldn't be perfect.

"Trust me, okay? I won't let anyone hurt you," Chu Muyang stroked his cheek with his cool fingertips, his dark eyes seeming to swallow him up.

Su Jun cried and shook his head, "Wei Jie is so powerful that the emperor can't do anything to him, so how can he listen to you? Don't comfort me anymore, I don't want to hear it..."

Chu Muyang felt a little headache. It was all in vain to say so much because Su Jun simply couldn't listen to what he said.

He frowned in annoyance, unable to figure out how to make Su Jun trust him without revealing his identity.

Until the boy grabbed his arm and begged him, "Can you do me a favor?"

Chu Muyang suppressed his irritability and smiled gently, "Okay, you say..."

Su Jun forced a smile at him, "Can you bring me some poison? I don't want to..."

Before he could finish his words, Chu Muyang interrupted him. Su Jun's body froze, his fingertips clasped Chu Muyang's arm, his joints white with force. He was shorter than Chu Muyang, and now his toes were off the ground, and he felt even more insecure in the suspended state...

“Ugh…let…let go!”

Su Jun tried his best to turn his face away, and in shock he bit Chu Muyang's lips.

Chu Muyang let go of his lips in pain, but his eyes were gloomy and he did not loosen the arm that was restraining Su Jun.

"Don't say that again. I said I would take you out. You have to wait for me," he lowered his voice and stared at the trembling Su Jun.

His face was so gloomy that he even noticed it.

"you…"

Su Jun's eyes were red, tears hung on his eyelashes, his lips were slightly swollen from being licked and bitten, and he looked as pitiful as a frightened rabbit.

Chu Muyang realized it later and restrained his anger. His eyes softened and he stroked the back of Su Jun's head with his big hand. "I'm sorry... I was just anxious for a moment and didn't scare you."

Su Jun shook his head and moved away little by little.

Chu Muyang saw it but did not stop it. He sat quietly beside Su Jun and waited for Su Jun to calm down.

He waited until Su Jun's breathing stabilized and his emotions were no longer agitated before he tentatively approached Su Jun. When their shoulders bumped, he clearly felt Su Jun tense up.

"Don't think too much. If I can come to see you, I will find a way to get you out."

"..."

Su Jun sniffed and rubbed his hands around his shoulders nervously. His voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible. "Aren't you... a prostitute in Wanhua Tower?"

It was considered as taking the initiative to talk to him. Chu Muyang smiled dotingly and said in a relaxed tone, "Of course it's not that simple."

The boy opened his slightly round almond-shaped eyes and looked at him suspiciously, "You lied to me?"

"No…"

Chu Muyang scratched his face a little guilty, "It's a bit complicated, but if you want to hear it, I'll tell you."