Fu Siyu naturally knew who the man in Black said he was.

After drinking the red wine in the glass, Fu Siyu threw the glass to the ground with a "bang".

The man in black shrunk his neck and slipped down in a cold sweat.

"I've asked the doctor to prepare nutrient solution. Even if he doesn't eat it, he won't starve to death."

It seemed that the smell on Fu Siyu was too terrible. The man in black hurried to speak.

He didn't know what position Carl was in Fu Siyu's heart.

Who cares? That must not be!

personal enemy? That's not true!

friend? Not really!

But if he is a prisoner, Carl seems to be of no use.

When the man in black was worried, Fu Siyu walked past him, then left the room and went in the direction he had just come.

The man in black breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Fu Siyu did not put Carl in the dark prison, but locked him in his own room.

But the original furniture of the room had already been emptied, only a big bed and an iron chain connecting Carl's shackles from the wall.

Although it is day, the light in the room is very dark because of the heavy curtains.

Carl leaned against the wall beside the big bed. His long blond hair was very messy at this time, covering most of his face and revealing only half of his chin.

He leaned there motionless and looked like a dead body.

The steaming food was placed on the ground not far from Carl.

Fu Siyu opened the door and saw such a picture.

"... I heard you don't eat?"

His eyes swept over Carl, and Fu Siyu came slowly.

The people on the ground did not move and did not respond to his words.

Fu Siyu stood beside Carl, then squatted down and raised his hand to lift the hair on Carl's face.

Slender white fingers, hook up the dirty hair, and then show Carl's face and his blue eyes.

It turned out that as soon as Fu Siyu entered the door, Carl opened his eyes and stared at Fu Siyu.

There is no gnashing of teeth, no rage and madness, only the hatred in the eyes.

"Shall I feed you?"

After straightening out Carl's hair, Fu Siyu pulled the dinner plate aside, picked up the glass of water inside, and then handed it to Carl's lips.

Carl just stared at him. Instead of opening his mouth, he pursed his lips tighter.

"Hehe, don't go on a hunger strike in front of me. You know I have a hundred ways to let you eat."

Fu Siyu put down the water cup, then put it on Carl's cheek and said softly.

But at this time, he was so gentle that it made people feel terrible.

Carl still didn't speak. He had nothing to lose, and nothing was worse than him now.

Fu Siyu looked at him, hooked his lips, and then said faintly: "I heard that your father is a very powerful figure. Under his leadership, the spack family has never had glory..."

Carl's eyelashes trembled. He didn't know what Fu Siyu meant by suddenly mentioning his father, but he knew that Fu Siyu couldn't mention his father for no reason, so he waited for Fu Siyu to continue.

"Your mother is an aristocrat of country E. I heard that she seems to hate the poor very much."

Speaking of this, Fu Siyu looked at Carl with a gentle smile and said the most cruel words in the world