Chapter 1681: After Hooking Up with the No. 1, I Was Entangled by a Yandere 29

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -20, total 43!】

Jin Chen was shocked into instant clarity, his lowered eyes brimming with surprise.

【How much?】

How did just going out lower my blackening value?

【You didn't hear wrong, Main God is back!】

Jin Chen looked toward the door, listless as if he weren't a person locked up, his disordered clothes tangled with the floor's iron chains, yet inexplicably showing a hint of desire.

When Jiang Sui returned, he was coated with the outside's chaotic aura, eager to take off his coat, but he hesitated when trying to get close to Jin Chen.

Hesitant as he was, Jiang Sui's gaze on Jin Chen showed no sign of relenting.

Feeling wronged, yet still staring.

Jin Chen helplessly patted the blanket beside him, "Being a kidnapper and ending up like this is unheard of."

Jiang Sui leaned into his embrace, eyes curved as he lightly brushed his lips, wanting to kiss.

"Look at this."

Jiang Sui presented two red booklets like offering a treasure.

Two……red booklets!

"Marriage certificate?"

Jin Chen took a deep breath.

"You… where did you get this, is it legal?"

Nowadays getting married actually doesn't require going yourself!

"……Money."

Jiang Sui whispered, "Of course I used some special means."

Jin Chen: "……"

Jin Chen decided to respect the little world's differences.

He put down the marriage certificate and laughed incredulously. "So you went out of your way to get two marriage certificates just to have a legitimate reason to lock me up?"

Jiang Sui kissed him again, nuzzling his neck and nodding, his tone almost obediently appeasing.

"You can punish me… however you torture me is fine, but I can't leave… sorry."

Jin Chen slowly raised an eyebrow, bewildered yet finding it a bit amusing.

The wife, stimulated, actually managed to switch straight from pure love mode to forced love mode.

He gave a light cough, put on a serious face: "I'm hungry."

Jiang Sui looked up at him, "Then you…… aren't leaving?"

"Where else could I go," Jin Chen pinched his cheek, "Sugar Daddy, your canary needs to eat, and so do you."

Jiang Sui lowered his eyes embarrassed, "I'll call for delivery……"

Before he could finish speaking, the words were swallowed back; Jiang Sui didn't want anyone to discover this place, "I'll have someone bring food over."

But the Sugar Daddy, accustomed to being fed by Jin Chen, obviously hadn't realized another matter.

He still couldn't eat other food; even the simplest instant meal was impossible.

Thus the following scene appeared.

Jin Chen leisurely ate in the cage, as if enjoying some delicacy.

Jiang Sui watched him for a while, took a few bites of the same meal, then immediately vomited it all up; the long‑absent nausea and dull pain surged back.

He washed his face with cold water, his ghost‑pale skin sticking to strands of hair.

Jiang Sui gazed at his reflection in the mirror, a hint of bewilderment appearing in his expression.

The overly similar scene triggered memories suppressed by gloom; Jiang Sui recalled the days living with Jin Chen at home—though nothing had confined him, Jin Chen was still fine.

No, Jin Chen was naturally fine, unlike those people in He Chulin's story.

He felt the Peace Buckle hanging from his neck, its warm, smooth texture delicate in his hand.

"Sui Sui, peace."

"Here with me, your matters are the most important."

"If you want to see me, no matter what I'm doing, I'll definitely come over."

"I won't leave you."

……

These days of constant companionship left memories too beautiful, making Jiang Sui think it was a dream.

But it truly happened, day after day repeating.

Jiang Sui suddenly returned to the living room; Jin Chen had already finished eating, curiously playing with the handcuffs, noticing the overly intense gaze lift his eyes faintly, then he blew it away.

How did it become like this?

Inexpressible panic enveloped Jiang Sui, his eyes trembling, two strong emotions intertwining and opposing, as if enduring a great tear.

He both wanted Jin Chen to have freedom, to have everything he desired, and to have himself—this would be fine, just as it used to be, and his former self was also happy.

He also wanted Jin Chen to never leave, to stay in this villa together for a lifetime, just the two of them, undisturbed by anyone.

Jiang Sui stood staring in place for a long time; in the end neither emotion prevailed, leaving only a bellyful of grievance and discomfort with no way to relieve it.

He knelt before the exquisitely crafted iron cage door, his heart clenched, biting his lip as he looked at Jin Chen.

"I feel awful… coax me, okay…"

"Don't be indifferent, don't look at me like that, don't hate me."

Jin Chen looked at him for a long time, then extended his uncuffed hand; Jiang Sui, as if finally receiving a reward, cautiously moved to his side and timidly leaned into his embrace.

His gloomy yet beautiful face lightly rested on Jin Chen's palm, tears sliding down.

Looks like you're almost out of the hysteria.

Jin Chen then held the person tight, his thumb wiping away the moisture at the corners of his eyes, his tone both heavy and helpless: 'What are you crying about again?'

"I, Shengsheng, can't run away from here; without your key, I can't even get out of the iron cage—isn't this what you brought me here to see?"

His hand moving over the back of the person in his arms was also light, his voice also light, so light that Jiang Sui almost thought it was another hallucination.

Jiang Sui couldn't help but clutch Jin Chen's arm tightly, 'No… not that.'

He wanted to say his original intention wasn't like this, yet his actions were exactly the same.

"Alright."

Jin Chen lifted the person from his arms, 'Just my little goldfinch makes things difficult, and I still have to cook for you, my Gold Patron.'

Jiang Sui: '……'

He blushed, pursed his lips, and in a coquettish tone said, 'You said… I should take good care of my body.'

"Oh, you remembered that line, but your other words came with a soundproof cover and didn't reach my ears?"

Jin Chen pinched and rubbed his ear, speaking irritably.

Fortunately the driver had prepared well beforehand; the villa still had some ingredients, and Jin Chen briefly gained the temporary right to leave the iron cage.

During the meal, Jiang Sui seemed a bit absent-minded, eating while glancing at Jin Chen, his eyes hesitant and doubtful.

"Just say what you have to say." Jin Chen didn't look up, bored enough to flip through an out‑of‑date magazine.

"You… aren't you going to punish me?"

Jiang Sui's ears burned hot, a shy flush rose at the corners of his eyes, giving his pale complexion a hint of color.

Now that's interesting.

Jin Chen lifted his gaze, leisurely returning the look: 'How should I punish you—by locking you in the cage too?'

"No…"

Jiang Sui pointed to the underside of the sofa; Jin Chen tilted his head to look, and there was a box inside.

"I originally intended to let you vent your anger with it." Jiang Sui's voice was so faint it was almost gone; heaven knows what he was thinking back then.

Jin Chen: '……'

He pulled the things out of the box, then stuffed them back in—no anger relieved, just left him breathing unevenly.

"I, your husband, am strong and healthy—I don't need any tools to assist."

Jiang Sui startled, shifted his hips back, nodded, and obeyed: 'I know, I know.'

Unfortunately, this meal was destined not to go smoothly.

Jin Chen pulled him into his embrace, and the handcuff that had come loose from the cage clicked shut on Jiang Sui's wrist—'Punishment begins.'

The iron cage was reopened, a thick layer of soft carpet laid as cushioning, and Jiang Sui was practically thrown in by Jin Chen.

"Wait… wait a moment."

Jiang Sui breathed lowly, actively climbing onto Jin Chen's neck, his soft voice asking: 'So you're not angry anymore, right?'

"Very angry," Jin Chen muttered, picking up the thin iron chain from the carpet and looping it around Jiang Sui's shoulders.

"Mm…"

The icy feel of the iron chain made Jiang Sui shudder; he instinctively reached out to grab, but Jin Chen reversed his grip and cuffed him to the cage, leaving both hands immobilized.

Strange.

When Jiang Sui's consciousness burned to a blur, he thought, 'Isn't this iron cage meant to watch over Jin Chen?'

How did its purpose change…

Jiang Sui still felt no sense of safety, especially kneeling face‑to‑face before the iron cage; several times he wanted to beg for mercy, to turn his head for a kiss, but Jin Chen covered his mouth, forbidding him to speak.

"There's no sense of time here," Jin Chen whispered in his ear, his warm breath making Jiang Sui shudder again.

"So… I don't even know how long it's been; better to keep punishing you until you can't hold out."

Jiang Sui:!!!

Once again he lifted a stone and smashed his own foot.

Jiang Sui had no dark thoughts left; his heart was full of regret.