Chapter 2: Bold Move! Pouring Boiling Water on the Scum

He could still remember the scene described in the original novel—

In a dark and damp basement, the teenager threw Shen Zhiyue to the ground.

The teenager looked down at him with indifferent coldness, his snow-white sneakers stepping on Shen Zhiyue's shoulder. The teenager's cold voice carried a hint of madness, "I remember when I was a child, you often brought men home and started undressing in front of me and my father."

"Outside this basement, there are over a hundred people. Since you love playing so much, why don't you play to your heart's content—"

In the end, Shen Zhiyue, in a pathetic state, was thrown into the sea like a broken ragdoll, shattered into pieces.

Shen Zhiyue!!

Help! What kind of hell-difficulty script is this?!

The lover, seeing Shen Zhiyue still dazed, remembered the investment Shen Zhiyue had just promised him and swallowed his anger, trying to sound coaxing, "Baby, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Zhiyue held his head, sitting on the sofa, feeling his life was completely ruined!

"Baby, are you angry? I swear, this is really the last time I'll ask you for money!" The lover knelt in front of him, raising four fingers, "Just lend me ten million more. Once I invest the money, it'll start making profits soon. When I have money, you can divorce that good-for-nothing and be with me, okay?"

Shen Zhiyue looked at him, his eyes gradually becoming calm and cold, "I don't have any money. You, get out of here, now, immediately!"

To avoid being ruined and thrown into the sea to feed the fish, he had to change the entire plot from now on!

The lover had no idea why Shen Zhiyue had suddenly flipped, but Shen Zhiyue was one of his long-term meal tickets, so he couldn't afford to offend him.

"How can you not have money with that cripple? The Jiang family must have money!" The lover said, then softly added, "It's probably because Jiang Huizhou, the dead cripple, won't give you any money, right? It's fine. I have a plan!"

Shen Zhiyue sat on the sofa, organizing his thoughts, and didn't say anything. The lover thought his plan was feasible and lowered his voice, "If he doesn't give you money, make him experience the agony of losing his son! That brat kneeling outside, let's find a way to sell him... I have a friend with connections. People are willing to pay a lot for children's organs and limbs, and that brat could be worth at least a million!"

Shen Zhiyue looked at the lover like he was crazy and suddenly remembered that the little antagonist was still kneeling in the snow outside!

He rushed over and opened the villa door to see a small figure curled up, wearing extremely thin and tattered clothes, covered in snow, kneeling for who knows how long. His lips were a purplish blue, and his long, curly lashes were laden with snow. His exposed little hands were swollen like two buns!

Shen Zhiyue quickly ran over and hugged the child, feeling him shivering slightly, almost frozen stiff.

Such a young child, the original owner really wasn't human!

The lover also chased out and, seeing Shen Zhiyue's actions, asked confusedly, "Baby, why are you holding that brat? You've been acting strange since earlier..."

Shen Zhiyue, holding the child, coldly ordered, "Get out."

"Shen Zhiyue, are you sick? You were fine just now, what's going on?" The lover said angrily, "If you keep throwing a tantrum, I'll get mad!"

This trick had always worked before. In the past, Shen Zhiyue would always pamper him. As long as he got angry, Shen Zhiyue would immediately turn into a submissive lapdog, giving him anything he asked for, showering him with gifts and money.

He thought this time would be no exception.

But instead, Shen Zhiyue put the child on the sofa, turned around, and walked into the kitchen to fetch a pot of hot water, and without a word, poured it on him!

If he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been permanently scarred!

Shen Zhiyue held the pot and said coldly, "Are you going to leave, or do I need to pour another pot?"

The lover gritted his teeth and pointed at him, "Fine! Shen Zhiyue, don't regret this! I'll wait for the day you come back to apologize on your knees!"

Shen Zhiyue threw the pot at his back and said, "Sleep with one eye open tonight! You moron, instead of selling kids, why don't you donate your face to the defense department to make bulletproof vests?! Get lost, if I ever see you again, you’ll get doused every single time!"

The lover cursed as he left.

Shen Zhiyue closed the door and suddenly locked eyes with a pair of dark, heavy-lidded eyes.