Shao Feidu followed a simple and habitual routine everyday. He woke up at seven in the morning and had his breakfast before he composed music and practiced playing the piano. Then, he had his lunch at twelve before taking an hour nap in the afternoon and then spending one hour in the fitness room. Then, he would spend time in the piano room before his dinner at six. After dinner, he had free time where he would either listen to music or read a book. He would do these things for two or three hours just to kill time before he took a bath and went to sleep.
His assistant, Gibbs, would report to the villa each day and would report the happenings with Shao Feidu to the manager, Mu Zhen. Shao Feidu's schedule and daily life including his salary were all handled by the manager.
Shang Ke checked the schedule noted in the household system. Mu Zhen would take Shao Feidu to the clinic for psychological counseling on the 15th of each month. Today was the date of this appointment and Mu Zhen arrived on time.
As soon as Mu Zhen arrived, the auntie complained to him, "Mr. Mu, Young Master Du won't eat the food I've been bringing lately. I have no idea who's been cooking for him, but isn't this embarrassing for me?"
Mu Zhen frowned before looking at Gibbs, "Did you hire somebody else?"
Gibbs shook his head quickly, "How can I hire someone without informing Mr. Mu?"
"In that case, what's happening with breakfast and dinner?" The auntie continued to inquire. "It can't be possible the Young Master Du has been cooking by himself?"
Mu Zhen stared at Shao Feidu who had been silent next to him before turning to give orders to Gibbs, "You should find someone to install some cameras in the villa. With the exception of the bathroom, you can install it in the piano room, bedroom, and living room."
Shang Ke had been floating nearby Shao Feidu and was angered by Mu Zhen's words. 'Who did Mu Zhen think Shao Feidu was? How could he so brazenly invade his privacy and control him?'
From Shang Ke's body, a frightening aura was emitted. His eyes turned a bloody red color as he coldly glared at Mu Zhen.
Mu Zhen felt chills all over his body and he subconsciously stepped a few steps away from Shao Feidu. After giving a few more commands, he left the villa and headed towards the clinic with Shao Feidu.
Shang Ke felt as if Shao Feidu was not truly autistic after hanging out with him for a few days. He only displayed some autistic tendencies. He didn't talk much and he was weak in his language capabilities. However, he was able to think in a normal manner and there weren't any signs indicating that his intelligence was lessening. With the proper guidance, he should be able to make a miraculous recovery.
However, it appeared that Mu Zhen would not provide Shao Feidu the proper treatment he needed based on Mu Zhen's behavior.
"Dudu, how could you let this despicable person control you? You need to stand up for yourself!" Shang Ke followed Shao Feidu and Mu Zhen all the way to the clinic while encouraging Shao Feidu to take a stand for himself. He urged Shao Feidu to fight for his freedom and dignity.
Shao Feidu appeared to be dazed. It was hard to tell if he heard what was said.
The three of them entered the lift together and Mu Zhen pressed the button to take them to the fifteenth floor. The lift steadily ascended before stopping at the 4th floor which opened to the empty outside. Mu Zhen looked around outside to confirm that there was nobody outside before he pressed the button to close the lift door.
The lift again went up to the seventh floor before stopping once again. The door opened to reveal nobody on the outside. The lift ascended again upwards before once again stopping at the thirteenth floor, but there was still nobody outside. Mu Zhen was about to press the button to close the lift door, but he suddenly heard a beeping sound indicating that the lift was overloaded.
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