Chapter 21 – The Simp is Forcibly Loved by the Overbearing CEO 21

“There has to be a way. I’ll ask around through my connections, too, and see if I can help Brother Wu.”

Shuang Yu nodded, his mind already calculating how to help Wu Hongyu overcome this hurdle.

After all, in both of his lifetimes, the downfall of Nianmeng Construction was inextricably linked to his departure.

In the first life, Wu Hongyu’s daughter died without receiving timely medical care. His wife, overcome with grief, jumped from a building to her death. Despondent, he became a monk. Without his support, the romance-obsessed original host was tricked by Yan Qianqian and her disreputable friends, squandering the family fortune. Until the moment of his death, he never knew that all the money he’d been swindled out of had ended up in Yan Qianqian’s pocket.

In the second life, Yan Qianqian found a way into the research institute first and used it to threaten him into leaving Nianmeng Construction. She then proceeded to frame him step by step, eventually swallowing up Nianmeng Construction and causing the original host’s family to be broken and decimated. After the Bai family fell from grace, everyone abandoned them. Only Wu Hongyu remembered the Bai family’s kindness. He first paid to have Bai Rong buried, then spent his entire fortune to buy back the original host’s body from a nightclub for a proper burial.

After dyeing Bai Rong’s hair, Shuang Yu drove to the best private hospital in City A.

Inside a VIP room of the private hospital’s psychiatric department, Feng Yan was undergoing his semi-annual mental state evaluation. From the age of five until now, at twenty-eight, he had never stopped his psychotherapy for twenty-three years. The frequency had changed from once a week initially, to once every two weeks, then once a month, and finally to the current once every six months.

“It’s been a while, Xiao Yan.”

The attending physician was a good friend of Feng Yan’s mother and had been treating him ever since his condition was discovered.

“Dr. Lin, long time no see. You’re looking well. Found a new lease on life?”

Feng Yan teased her irreverently.

“That mouth of yours, as sharp as ever. Have a seat. How have you been lately?”

Lin Yuran shot him a smiling glare and invited him to sit down to begin the routine questioning.

“Absolutely wonderful… I’ve found an interesting new toy…”

Feng Yan’s expression was somewhat excited, his eyes filled with a focused, hazy look. He couldn’t wait to share his recent discovery of a new toy with his psychologist. However, when Lin Yuran heard the word “toy,” her heart suddenly trembled. She nonchalantly followed his lead and asked, “Oh? What kind of toy?”

“He’s very interesting. It’s the first time I’ve ever been so intensely interested in a person… Only he can excite me. It’s very novel. Every time we meet, he gives me a completely different feeling. I want to possess him more and more. I want his life to have only me in it, and I want to have his countless firsts. First kiss, first love, first time making love… even his first pain, his first tears… all for me alone! I want to hide him away so no one else can covet him…”

Feng Yan savored the feeling Shuang Yu gave him. The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, his body even starting to grow aroused. He gave a shy smile, crossed his legs, and used a standard gun-suppressing posture to hide his awkwardness.

Lin Yuran’s heart was in her throat.

“Why do you want so many firsts?”

“People always have a deep impression of their firsts, don’t they? I want him to only accept what I give him, whether it’s pain or pleasure.”

Feng Yan’s eyes sparkled with a strange, cunning smile.

Lin Yuran’s expression instantly became complex and unreadable. Feng Yan… this child’s IQ exceeded 270. From birth, he was destined to be extraordinary. But God does not permit perfection, so he was fated to have flaws. The incident at age five finally made the Feng family realize that Feng Yan was not a normal child.

Back then, to cultivate a closeness between the children and animals, the kindergarten had the students bring small pets from home to keep at school. It could be a chick, a duckling, or a little rabbit. Feng Yan brought a very cute lop-eared rabbit to school. The children loved it and scrambled to play with the little rabbit. It was then that the accident happened. The first child to touch the rabbit was nearly blinded when Feng Yan stabbed at them with a pencil.

The child’s cries attracted the teacher’s attention. When the teacher arrived, she was met with a horrifying scene. After injuring the child, Feng Yan, in order to prevent anyone else from touching his rabbit, made another extreme choice. In front of everyone, he strangled the little rabbit to death. The cute rabbit struggled frantically in his small hands, whimpering in pain. But he just watched with a blank expression until the rabbit convulsed and died in his hands.

“Good. Now no one can ever take you away from me…”

That was the only thing he said after killing the rabbit.

Lin Yuran conducted his first psychological counseling session, asking him why he had killed the rabbit.

“It was my thing. It belonged only to me. I don’t like other people touching it. Once touched, it’s dirty, and I don’t want it anymore. But I don’t want to give it to anyone else, so I killed it!”

That was Feng Yan’s answer.

“But the rabbit was a living thing, too. Wasn’t it your best friend? If you treat it like this, it will feel pain and sadness. You shouldn’t have done that.”

Lin Yuran tried to reason with him.

“Don’t you think its pained and sad expression was the cutest? I’m its master. I have the absolute right to decide its life and death. It wasn’t well-behaved. I’m the only one it should like, and it should only like me. It shouldn’t let others touch it.”

But Feng Yan didn’t feel he had done anything wrong at all. After their conversation, Lin Yuran was certain that this child had a problem, a very big problem. Subsequent diagnosis confirmed that Feng Yan had Antisocial Personality Disorder, Dependency Syndrome (Yandere), and violent tendencies. He preferred seeing others’ sadness, pain, and suffering over their smiles. And the Dependency Syndrome, colloquially known as Yandere, was an excessive, pathological dependence or obsession with a person or thing. Killing the rabbit and injuring the child were all symptoms of his violent tendencies.

This was why Feng Yan was known as the Mad Demon. What he wanted, he had to get. If he couldn’t get it, he would destroy it. He wouldn’t allow anything he disliked to exist and offend his eyes. During his school years, he caused countless troubles. No matter how outstanding his academic performance was, it couldn’t hide the fact that he had a vicious nature. After turning eighteen, Feng Yan gradually became less violent. He shifted his interest to the business world. Compared to his youthful penchant for bloodshed, he now preferred to kill without a trace. After all, in this economic society, tormenting someone through other means and making their life a living hell was more interesting to him than simply killing them.

Since the death of that rabbit, Feng Yan had never shown an excessive obsession with any other person or thing. Lin Yuran had thought his Dependency Syndrome was cured. Only now did she realize it wasn’t cured; it was just that the “toy” that could trigger his excessive obsession had not yet appeared!

“Do you… still remember that rabbit from all those years ago?” she asked cautiously.

“Are you afraid I’ll hurt him, Dr. Lin?” Feng Yan raised an eyebrow and asked with a wicked smile.

“If that rabbit hadn’t died back then, it surely could have stayed by your side for many years… Xiao Yan, you only get one life. I’m not against you taking an interest in that person, but if you don’t want to lose them, you must learn to cherish them.”

Lin Yuran sighed and solemnly gave her opinion.