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"What?" Second Master Feng suddenly raised his head, supported the wheelchair that was still not sitting firmly, and stood up again, "Qian Shan, prepare the horse for me."

"Second Master!" Qian Shan quickly reached out to help, but was pushed back by Feng Qisong, and chased after him with a bitter face, "Let's take the car."

Feng Qisong pursed his lips and rushed into the rain curtain, his footsteps were so fast that even the servants holding umbrellas could not catch up: "How do you drive on the mountain road? Don't talk about it, bring my horse here."

Qian Shan couldn't stop him, so he could only stomp his feet resentfully. When he ran to lead the horse, he passed by Feng Sanye's room, but was stopped by Feng Lao San again.

"Third Master, I really don't have time to talk to you!" Qian Shan was afraid that Second Master Feng would be anxious to wait, so he called two nurses to help Third Feng, "You can rest!"

"Wait...where are you going?" Third Master Feng walked two steps into the room in a daze, and turned his head unwillingly, "Why...how did my brother stand up?"

"Young Master Bai has an accident!" Qian Shan put down these words and ran away without looking back.

Mr. Feng, who was left in the same place, kept muttering and repeating the words "something went wrong". When he was helped to the bedside, he suddenly jumped up, pushed the nurse to the ground, and staggered into the bed. rain curtain.

At the same time, Second Master Feng had already got on his horse.

"Second Master, in case someone sees..."

"It's so late, who will see?" Feng Qisong's glasses were wet by the rain, he didn't care, he looked straight at the thick rainy night, as if he could see Bai Hemian through the overlapping mountains, "drive follow."

Qian Shan was overjoyed, thinking that Second Master Feng had changed his mind, but Feng Qisong's last sentence followed closely: "When you come back, let He Mian sit."

After speaking, he rode away on horseback.

"Second Master!" Qian Shan had no choice but to brave the rain to follow.

Another dull thunder rolled by, and the rain was like a torrential rain.

Bai Hemian took off the drenched coat from his shoulders, and lighted the oil lamp.He came in a hurry and didn't take anyone with him. The people raised in the mansion were slack off without their owners, and they didn't come out to greet them when they heard the door open. He didn't bother to teach him a lesson, so he went outside in the rain to find lamp oil. The quilt on the clear bed was soaked with water, and it was impossible to lie down on it.

Bai Hemian wasn't picky either, so he rolled up his sleeves and changed the quilt. While changing, he heard voices coming from downstairs. He didn't take it seriously, he just thought it was someone cleaning. It was getting louder and louder, accompanied by the faint sound of music, before he realized something was wrong.

Where is this cleaning?It's almost like having a party.

Bai Hemian changed into a clean long gown, opened the door, and just bumped into the servant who was holding the plate, before he could speak, the servant screamed in fright: "Master Bai?"

"What's going on?" Seeing that she looked familiar, Bai Hemian asked, "Why is it so noisy at home?"

"You...you..." The servant sat slumped on the ground, faltering and uttering a word.

Bai Hemian became suspicious, turned around and walked downstairs.

It didn't matter if he didn't go downstairs, he was also shocked when he went downstairs.The originally empty living room has become a dance floor, with all kinds of ribbons hanging from the ceiling, the coffee table has become a stand for a gramophone, and the former concierge is sticking his ass to change records.

It was only then that Bai Hemian realized that this group of blind people thought he would never come back, and held a dance in the living room.

"Ridiculous!" Young Master Bai was furious.The mansion was contracted by a good friend for him, even if it was abandoned, it couldn't be turned into a dance hall.

He kicked over the coffee table, and the phonograph rolled to the ground, making a series of dull sounds.The music stopped abruptly, and the room suddenly fell silent, followed by whispers.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

"Who brought this person? It's too unruly."

Bai Hemian folded her arms and sneered, "You guys are having a dance at my house, why didn't you know me?"

A rebuttal came from the crowd: "Are you kidding? We only came to dance after receiving an invitation letter."

"Invitation letter?" Bai Hemian raised his eyebrows.

The concierge hurried over: "Young Master Bai, why are you here today?"

"If I don't come, I still don't know what you guys are doing behind my back!"

"Young Master Bai, it's not our fault." The porter secretly whispered to him, "Look over there!"

Bai Hemian looked in the direction pointed by the concierge, and saw a plump woman with a red face standing in the crowd, he felt a thump in his heart, that was his grandmother when he was the oiran, and was in charge of finding guests for him.However, since Bai Hemian entered Hualou, he has had regular customers who don't show up, so he is not familiar with this grandma.

"What is she doing here? Don't you know that I've already married into the Feng family?" Bai Hemian frowned, picked up the hem of her clothes, and was about to walk to Grandma when she was pulled directly into the storage under the stairs by a strong force. room.

Seeing this, the concierge was afraid of causing trouble, so he smeared the soles of his feet with oil.

The storage room was narrow and damp, and there was no light. After a brief panic, Bai Hemian's scalp exploded, and the man who pulled him in was touching his ass.

This is a shameless apprentice!

"you……!"

As if anticipating Bai Hemian's reaction, Dengtuzi quickly covered his mouth.

The environment was too dark, and Young Master Bai could not see clearly what was going on in the storage room, nor could he make a sound, and the sound of music outside the room started again sooner or later, so he could only open his mouth and bite the hand covering his mouth.

The man was in pain, and cursed softly: "You bitch who doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, all the men in the Feng family are trash, can they love you in bed?"

"...It's your blessing that the Lord is willing to love you, so don't give me shame!"

After saying that, he grabbed Bai Hemian by the collar and threw him against the wall.

With a bang, Young Master Bai was hit dizzily, and the rotten breath rushed to his face accompanied by severe pain. His legs went limp, and he almost knelt on the dusty floor.

The man didn't let Bai Hemian kneel, but grabbed his collar and pulled him hard again.

Bai Hemian struggled violently, unable to use his strength, so he tried to kick the opponent down with his feet.

"Fuck!" After being kicked several times, Deng Tuzi got angry and grabbed his neck directly.

His breathing was deprived, Bai Hemian's ears were buzzing, he heard the loud dance music of tap dancing, and he also heard the disgusting panting sound, the man's hand was running on his back, and his mouth became more and more unruly: "Before I fell in love with you when you were an oiran. Who knew that you were lucky enough to be taken over by someone... Speaking of which, Second Master Feng didn't dislike you for being with others? That's right, he's just a piece of trash, so there's nothing he can do about it ……ah!"

The man's screams were drowned out by the sound of leather shoes hitting the floor, and Bai Hemian's head was smashed against the wall again. He smelled blood and laughed viciously: "Only you want to fuck me? Don't even look at it." Look what you are!"

"You still dare to bite?" The man flicked his bleeding finger, his anger turned into anger, his charming thoughts faded, he grabbed Bai Hemian's hair, and brought him in front of him.

A faint light came through the crack of the door, and Young Master Bai met a pair of eyes full of hostility.

He "poohed" fiercely, and then was slapped on the ground.

The smell of sweat mixed with the musty smell made Bai Hemian almost faint. There seemed to be mice running past his hand in a trance. He had lost the strength to stand up, and it was only at this moment that he realized that he was alone and helpless.

He is no longer the young master of the Bai family, and even after marrying into the Feng family, he failed to become an upright "third young lady". Instead, he was forced to sign a paper and became a cripple in the eyes of the world—Second Master Feng— people.

Bai Hemian curled up on the ground, desperately hugging his knees, letting the man's fists rain down on his body, he was not afraid of being beaten or scolded, only afraid that the secrets of his body would be discovered later.

If something that can happen is discovered by this kind of apprentice... Bai Hemian shuddered suddenly, and a burst of hatred burst out of his eyes.

How could the rough people in the market help him keep a secret?At that time, he will definitely be reduced to the lowest level kiln brother, receiving countless guests every day, and he will no longer have any dignity at all.

The more Bai Hemian thought about it, the more desperate he became. He bit his lips, he would rather kill himself by biting his tongue than fall into such a miserable situation, so he took advantage of the gap between Deng Tuzi's punches, reluctantly got up from the ground, and slammed into the storage room the door.

Boom!

Bai Hemian didn't care about the pain, and knelt on the ground straight.

That man actually locked the door!

"You're smart." A sneer came from behind, Deng Tuzi casually walked over, grabbed Bai Hemian by the collar, and pulled him into his arms, "What a pity, what a pity!"

It was obviously not the first time that the other party had done such a dirty thing, with a sly smile, he pulled off the collar of Young Master Bai, and sniffed rudely: "It's a pity that you met me."

The glimmer of light that came through the crack of the door was within reach, but it became the furthest distance in this life. Bai Hemian stared dryly, wanting to shout, but there was a rough hand on his neck.

The hand rubbed impatiently on the side of his neck, trying to get into the collar to kiss Fangze.

Bai Hemian knelt on the ground, feeling sick intermittently.

Not just because of the man who was assaulting him, but because of a room full of dancing men and women.

The banging on the door was so loud that someone must have heard it unless he was deaf, but no one came to rescue him from the beginning to the end.

What does it mean?

Explain that all this is tacitly allowed.

As long as Bai Hemian leaves the Fengfu, he will be an oiran who can be bullied by anyone.

Young Master Bai clenched his fists tightly and lowered his head slowly.

Life is alive, in addition to accepting fate, or accepting fate.But he didn't believe in evil, and came to the foreign building to look for the clues left by Xianghao, but he couldn't find Xianghao, but stepped into an even more desperate abyss.

When the man behind him started to untie his belt, a face suddenly flashed before Bai Hemian's eyes.

That handsome face always had a gentle smile in front of outsiders, and he would reach out and push the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose when he said a few words.

As if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, he would keep a proper three-point elegance.

Bai Hemian laughed at himself, why did he think of Second Master Feng at this moment?

The dust was flying, and he was pressed to the ground. He no longer resisted in vain, but stretched his arms forward desperately, and the bright lights from a wall beyond jumped on his blood-dripping fingertips.

Bai Hemian closed his eyes little by little, and let the hot rough hands caress his body. The tension in his heart was about to break, when a gunshot exploded in his ear.

There were screams coming from outside the door.

"Damn, who dares to interfere with my good business?" Dengtuzi got up from the ground cursingly, holding the trousers that had just been undone, "I haven't finished taking off my clothes yet!"

As soon as the words fell, there was another series of gunshots.

The screams of women and the roars of men are mixed in the singing, like an absurd dance music.

"Where's my young master?"

Bai Hemian heard Feng Erye's voice, and just outside the door separated by a wall, his mouth was once again covered by Deng Tuzi's hand full of blood and sweat.

The author says:

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