Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 15 You will regret it

"What facts? The candied hawthorn is just an excuse. You're after that stand-in who appeared out of nowhere."

“Song Jinwei is my person, and not just anyone can bully her.” Fu Siyue pointed the finger at the stand-in.

The word "stand-in" irritated Wei Xifeng. "Who are you calling a stand-in? She's not a stand-in!" Wei Xifeng bared his fangs like a wild beast whose whiskers had been plucked.

Fu Siyue hadn't expected Wei Xifeng to be so protective of a stand-in.

She was still Qiao Yiran's stand-in.

Does Wei Xifeng value Qiao Yiran as much as he would a body double?

"Whether she's a stand-in or not, keep a close eye on her."

"You're the one who should be keeping an eye on people. Stop letting Song Jinwei run wild and bite people. If there's a next time, she won't be able to go back." Wei Xifeng's words revealed a vicious and bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.

Fu Siyue frowned even more deeply. Wei Xifeng had gone so mad for a stand-in that he no longer cared about their brotherhood?

Who exactly is biting people indiscriminately? Wei Xifeng is now truly acting like a fierce, protective beast that will bite anyone who gets close.

"If anything happens to Song Jinwei, I will hold your double responsible."

"You dare?" Fu Siyue actually wanted to harm his teacher. "Fu Siyue, are you crazy? You will regret this, absolutely." Wei Xifeng said decisively.

Fu Siyue said that only because he didn't know that person was a teacher. Once he found out that the person he was malice towards was a teacher, he would definitely want to slap himself.

However, Wei Xifeng did not intend to tell Professor Fu Siyue the news.

He doesn't want anyone competing with him for the position of teacher.

A strong possessiveness surged in Wei Xifeng's eyes once again.

"And I'll say it again, she's not a stand-in. You'll regret using that word to insult her." After saying that, Wei Xifeng hung up the phone. He even considered blocking and deleting Fu Siyue and others.

Staring at the black screen of his phone, Fu Siyue felt something was off; Wei Xifeng seemed to be implying something.

What makes him so sure he'll regret it?

Could it be that the stand-in was not only someone important to Wei Xifeng, but also someone very important to him?

Fu Siyue found it amusing.

However, Wei Xifeng's performance was indeed problematic, which prompted Fu Siyue to investigate further.

However, after he had only explored for a short while, a loud noise came from Song Jinwei's room.

Fu Siyue instinctively rushed over.

It was Song Jinwei who was throwing a tantrum; she had kicked out all the servants and the family doctor.

Fu Siyue did not go in, but Song Jinwei saw Fu Siyue slam the door shut with all his might to express his dissatisfaction.

After slamming the door, she locked it from the inside.

Wasn't he going to lock her up? Well, he did just that!

The loud roar exploded like thunder, and Fu Siyue's brain felt as if it had been hit by the sound of the door slamming shut.

His brain twitched, and a sharp pain shot through him.

Lin Feng: "Sir, should I open the door?"

"No need, let her be."

No sooner had Fu Siyue finished speaking than the sounds of Song Jinwei smashing things frantically, along with her screams, filled the room.

In a short while, Fu Siyue's face turned pale, and his tall, imposing, and indestructible body swayed.

Lin Feng's eyelids twitched, and he was so startled that he immediately helped Fu Siyue up. "Sir, are you alright?"

Fu Siyue felt a sharp pain in his head, as if steel needles were being pierced. Song Jin's slightly harsh voice seemed to be cutting his brain into pieces. Fu Siyue raised his hand and pressed it hard on his head, his head throbbing with pain.

Seeing Fu Siyue's uncontrollable gasping for breath and sweat beading on his forehead, Lin Feng immediately realized that his headache had flared up again.

Instead of calling the family doctor, he quickly helped Fu Siyue away. Neither medication nor physical therapy was effective for Fu Siyue; in fact, it had strengthened his resistance.

The only thing we can do is keep him away from the source of the irritation.

As far as Lin Feng knew, Fu Siyue had suffered from headaches since childhood.

Each attack is excruciatingly painful, causing sleepless nights.

Song Jinwei knew perfectly well that Fu Siyue suffered from headaches, yet she still deliberately induced him to have an attack.

She understands Fu Siyue, which is why she can hurt him so easily.

Lin Feng turned his head and swept his gaze across Song Jinwei's door, wishing his eyes could penetrate the door and deliver a real blow to Song Jinwei.

Song Jinwei had done this more than once or twice. Every time Fu Siyue forbade her to run away to find Fu Qinian, she would do this.

She would do anything without hesitation to provoke, anger, or cause Fu Siyue pain.

Tattoos, dyeing hair in seven colors, smoky makeup that looks like graffiti, wearing strange and unconventional clothes, getting lip piercings, tongue piercings, eyebrow piercings, navel piercings, etc., are all ways to oppose Fu Siyue.

Away from Song Jinwei's location, Lin Feng helped Fu Siyue sit down on the sofa, then quickly poured a cup of calming tea and placed it on the table next to Fu Siyue.

Fu Siyue closed his eyes, his brows furrowed, enduring wave after wave of headaches. His deep and resolute face was full of torment, and even the tip of his nose was covered in fine beads of sweat.

In fact, Fu Siyue's headache was not entirely incurable.

Twenty years ago, his stepmother, who came for him, held him in her arms and sang a unique tune above his head, which healed him.

But soon, because of his weakness, he lost her forever; she died in front of him...

Fu Siyue's headache also relapsed as a result.

Later, despite his annoyance, Song Jinwei barged into his world and volunteered to be his "medicine." She also started singing songs to relieve his headaches. Although it was far from as effective as his stepmother's cure, it did have some "medicinal effect" and made him feel less pain.

However, years later, the medicine Song Jinwei gave him turned from an antidote into a poison.

But even if it's poison, he doesn't want to let go.

Through the gaps between his fingers on his forehead, Fu Siyue opened his bloodshot, scarlet eyes, his deep, gloomy gaze filled with a bone-chilling obsession.

……

Jiang Liwu got up early to exercise, wearing a sports bra and shorts set. Her rounded back of her head was tied in a high ponytail, which made her look youthful, beautiful and full of energy.

Her limbs were long and slender, her muscles and abs were perfectly defined, and her skin was dazzlingly white in the morning light.

The Wei family's manor villa is surrounded by a private forest that stretches as far as the eye can see, a verdant sea of ​​green with an extremely fresh and sweet air.

Jiang Liwu breathed in the air greedily; every scene here lifted her spirits, and her face beamed with a vibrant smile.

Suddenly, an unexpected accident occurred, and Jiang Liwu was abruptly engulfed by a tall, muscular black shadow that darted out from the towering, dense jungle beside her.

The dark figure pounced on her fiercely and swiftly, as if hunting prey.

Jiang Liwu didn't even manage to let out a final scream.

After more than ten seconds, Qiao Yiran couldn't wait any longer and ran over.