Too Much To Handle! The Canary Forced Love on The Grim/Vicious Villain - Chapter 4

Because Si Yuming was on close terms with Jiang Xu’s older brother Jiang Rui, you married Jiang Xu in order to lure Jiang Rui out.

But what you probably don’t know is that Jiang Xu in this world is nothing but cannon fodder.

After discovering that he looked very much like your “white moonlight,” Jiang Yu, you treated him as a substitute and did all sorts of bad things to him. Then, when Jiang Yu returned to the country, you kicked Jiang Xu away with one foot.

But now Jiang Yu has many suitors. Because you couldn’t stand to see Pei Feng, the president of the Pei Corporation and also the male lead of this world, sticking close to Jiang Yu, you burned with jealousy and started opposing him…”

“Stop.” Si Yuhai was so annoyed he was getting a headache. This bug was beyond ridicule.

“First of all, yes, I’m looking for Si Yuming—but not because I want to eradicate him. It’s because he deserves to die.

And yes, I did marry Jiang Xu to lure Jiang Rui and Si Yuming out. But as for that stupid, vicious brat, I have zero interest. And I certainly wouldn’t do any of that so-called bad stuff to him.”

The system: “…”

“Second—” Si Yuhai sneered. “Who told you Jiang Yu is my white moonlight?”

System: “That goes back to ten years ago, when you were in high school. You pursued him wildly and even confessed to him. But in the end, Jiang Yu rejected you miserably. Host, are you saying you didn’t do that?”

A shadow of coldness flashed across Si Yuhai’s eyes.

“It’s true.”

Back in high school, life at the Si household was miserable for him. Several young masters his age were in the same school, even the same class.

And at that restless age when boys had just grown up but lacked restraint, he never could have imagined how many ways they’d come up with to torment him.

Among all the rich kids, Jiang Yu, the only young master of the Jiang family, was the only one who didn’t openly show disgust toward him.

But Si Yuhai didn’t actually like him.

He simply thought that if he could successfully court Jiang Yu, those who bullied him might hold back a little.

After all, Jiang Yu was a face-connoisseur, and back then Si Yuhai was scrawny, with nothing to show for himself except his looks.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yu rejected him—because Jiang Yu preferred being the one chased and adored.

After that failed confession, Si Yuhai became the target of even harsher ridicule and bullying.

“A toad trying to eat swan meat?”

“The son of a streetwalker trying to climb the ranks? Go look at yourself in the mirror!”

They pinned him down, dragged him to the bathroom, and forced his head toward the toilet to make him look. Then they tried to do even worse.

To escape, Si Yuhai jumped out the window. Luckily, he only broke a leg, which healed after six months.

So yes, he had pursued Jiang Yu, but that was just a desperate survival tactic. White moonlight? What a joke.

And—

“You probably don’t know this, but I actually get along fine with Pei Feng.

Our companies cooperate on many projects, and falling out with him would cost me a lot of money. Why would I create trouble for myself?

So what exactly are you—a virus-spawned trash system?”

The system whimpered: “Host, how can you not trust me! Are you saying even everyone’s favorability toward you is fake?”

That, however, was real.

It was the result of Si Yuhai’s efforts over two years.

At some point, he had become addicted to the feeling of controlling this world, to the fear in people’s eyes.

He enjoyed seeing others tremble before him, as if he were some demon holding power over their very lives. It gave him satisfaction.

But—

Si Yuhai thought of how Jiang Xu had trembled timidly that morning when he left the house, and for some reason, his heart felt oddly light.

Thinking carefully, perhaps it was because Jiang Xu had never bullied him that he didn’t crave fear from Jiang Xu the way he did from others.

Just then, Si Yuhai received a phone call.

“Brother Huai! Something’s wrong! Jiang Xu won’t wake up! Could it be he overdosed to kill himself?”

Zhou Xuning had rushed to the manor to settle accounts after hearing of Jiang Xu’s supposed crimes against Brother Huai.

He stormed into the bedroom in a rage, but the next second, his hands flew up to cover his mouth!

Chu Xingchi had once told him his Brother Huai definitely had special fetishes. Back then, Zhou Xuning had cursed him for talking nonsense. But now—turns out it was true!

Zhou Xuning’s heart seized up, his breath stopped.

On the bed lay Jiang Xu, face pale, eyes closed. One hand was tied up with a necktie and hung helplessly in the air. A suspicious red mark circled his neck—it looked like he had been unfairly abused!

Zhou Xuning’s fury was instantly extinguished, doused like a flame by cold water.

In that instant, an 18+ forced-love film reel played in his mind on repeat.

He knew Jiang Xu had never wanted to marry Brother Huai. Lifting his head, he spotted the medicine bottle on the nightstand. A terrible thought took root in his mind, and he trembled nervously.

Could it be that this guy, sleeping so peacefully, had killed himself?

With that thought, Zhou Xuning stepped forward and shoved Jiang Xu hard.

“Jiang Xu, wake up!” he cursed. “Don’t you dare play dead on me!”

Jiang Xu: ZzZz…

Zhou Xuning sucked in a sharp breath and hurriedly called Si Yuhai, his voice trembling: “Brother Huai, should I help you dispose of the body? I swear I’ll do it without leaving a trace!”

Inside, Zhou Xuning was torn—he thought Brother Huai had gone way too far!

But Brother Huai was his only family now. He could only choose to cover for him, even through tears.

He was younger than Brother Huai—worst-case, he could just claim he did it and take the fall!

On the other end, Si Yuhai actually laughed. “Zhou Xuning, if you had that kind of IQ, would I have needed to donate a building for you to get into college?”

The once-prepared-to-sacrifice-himself Zhou Xuning: “…”

“Brother!”

“Wait. I’m coming back now.”

Half an hour later, Si Yuhai returned home.

Zhou Xuning, Butler Sheng, and the family doctor who had just arrived were all gathered by the bed, staring at Jiang Xu. The scene looked like a deathbed vigil, as though they were preparing to send him off.

But the moment Si Yuhai walked in, Jiang Xu—who had been sleeping soundly for hours—stirred as if sensing his presence. His long lashes fluttered, and he rubbed his eyes groggily.

His gaze was unfocused, his voice soft and lazy from sleep: “Mmm… why are there so many people here?”

Then his eyes landed on Si Yuhai. He instantly perked up, sat up on his knees on the bed, and said excitedly:

“Si—husband! You’re finally back! I waited for you until I fell asleep.”

Zhou Xuning: “???”

【Dead husband? Is that… a term of endearment?】

The butler stifled a yawn and muttered inwardly: 【Tied to the bed—it’s just their couple play. Young Master Xuning had to overreact and make it look like some murder scene? Really, no experience at all.】