After being Targeted by a Madman [PART 1]

Genius 6: First Encounter

Genius 6: First Encounter

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In a room, a man wearing a baggy T-shirt was sitting on a stool, coloring with a pen.

There was a soft pillow on the stool, making the man feel much more comfortable when sitting on it.

The light shines through the window onto the man's profile, making him look quiet and gentle.

The painting shows a beautiful little bird standing in a cage. The cage door has been opened and it is spreading its wings as if ready to fly away. Outside the cage is a blue and white sky.

Yang Yanjun was concentrating on coloring the painting when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him and his hand unconsciously clenched the pen.

I recited the numbers silently in my mind, trying to ease the panic in my heart.

When the footsteps stopped behind him and a hand was placed on his shoulder, Yang Yanjun shook his body subconsciously.

"What are you painting?" Tang Yushu looked at the painting with interest.

"Baby, your painting is so beautiful. It makes people feel happy for the bird, right?" Tang Yushu looked at the painting with admiration, but his tone revealed a meaningful and dangerous atmosphere.

Yang Yanjun lowered his eyes and remained silent, but he was sweating with fear in his heart.

Yang Yanjun has been imprisoned here for five days.

In order to prevent Yang Yanjun from being bored, Tang Yushu brought Yang Yanjun's drawing board and paints.

Considering that Yang Yanjun’s disappearance might attract the attention of the police, Yang Yanjun was allowed to continue working, but he could only work at home and was not allowed to step out at all.

Tang Yushu took the pen from Yang Yanjun's hand, dotted a few times on the brown and black paint, and then added a few strokes to the painting before Yang Yanjun could stop him.

The cage that was originally open was closed again, and the bird's actions seemed more like a useless struggle.

Tang Yushu looked at the painting in front of him, propped up his chin and said with satisfaction: "This is even more perfect."

Yang Yanjun endured it again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Tang Yushu, it's been five days, aren't you tired of it yet?"

Obviously Yang Yanjun thought that Tang Yushu was just acting on a whim.

"Tired? How could that be? My baby's little pussy is so tight and wet, and you serve your husband so comfortably, how could your husband bear to get tired of you?" Tang Yushu looked at Yang Yanjun in surprise, constantly spitting out dirty words.

"You!" Yang Yanjun was so angry that he couldn't speak.

When Tang Yushu was about to speak, his cell phone suddenly rang. He immediately frowned, his face full of displeasure.

He picked up the phone and took a look, then answered it: "Dad."

I don't know what the other party said, Tang Yushu just said lightly: "I know, I'll be there later."

From Tang Yushu's address just now, Yang Yanjun knew that the person on the other end of the phone was Tang Yushu's father, but Yang Yanjun didn't care. He quickly snatched the phone from Tang Yushu and shouted: "I am Yang Yanjun, Tang Yushu has locked me up here..."

Before he could finish his words, Tang Yushu covered Yang Yanjun's mouth with his backhand, glanced at Yang Yanjun coldly, then calmly took back the phone and said, "Nothing, I will explain to you when I get home. Okay, I'll go now." Then he hung up the phone.

Tang Yushu let go of his hand and looked at Yang Yanjun with a smile on his face: "You are very brave."

Yang Yanjun looked at Tang Yushu with a wary face, like a cat with its fur standing on end. He would immediately give the man a claw if he came over.

Tang Yushu didn't make any move, but just said coldly: "I'll deal with you when I come back later." Then he walked out of the door, and the door was locked with a "click".

Listening to the footsteps gradually fading away, Yang Yanjun finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground weakly.

After taking a look at the ruined painting, Yang Yanjun stood up, walked to the drawing board, tore off the painting, crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground as if it were garbage, without any sign of heartache.

Tang Yushu was wearing a suit and sitting on the stage with a gentle manner, listening to the principal talking a bunch of nonsense.

"Today our school has invited Mr. Tang Yushu to give us a speech. I hope that all students will cherish this hard-won opportunity." Although the principal tried hard to look serious, his crow's feet could not hide his happiness. He secretly couldn't help but feel fortunate that he and Tang's father were good friends, otherwise Tang Yushu would definitely not come.

"Come on, please invite Mr. Tang to the stage to give a speech." As soon as the principal finished speaking, the students below welcomed him with warm applause, and each of their faces was filled with excitement.

Tang Yushu walked up to the podium gracefully and began to speak slowly.

A boy hiding in the crowd below the stage looked at Tang Yushu with ambitious eyes, as if he was determined to win.