Chen Dudu hadn’t expected her romantic luck to come so early.

She had thought that she might have some romantic encounters after starting university, but she didn’t expect it to happen during military training.

In her assigned formation, there was a guy who took a liking to her.

After the evening singing session of the military training, he approached her and asked, “Classmate, can I add you on WeChat?”

Although this classmate wasn’t the handsome type, he had a pleasant appearance, and he was clearly embarrassed, blushing as he asked for her WeChat.

She understood the feeling of embarrassment all too well, so to save him from humiliation, she was about to take out her phone to add him on WeChat.

But at that moment, Shen Gengli’s warning voice came from behind her: “Chen Dudu, you dare.”

Chen Dudu had been bullied by him for so many years that her body had developed a natural reaction to his threats.

Hearing his words, she fearfully refused: “I’m sorry, I can’t give it to you.”

The classmate, hearing her refusal, smiled awkwardly and put away his phone, clearly flustered and at a loss, not expecting her to have a boyfriend.

Chen Dudu watched the person walk away and felt something was off.

She turned to look at Shen Gengli in disbelief and asked, “What’s it to you, Shen Gengli? Why are you threatening me all of a sudden?”

Shen Gengli flicked her forehead and said matter-of-factly, “I’m bankrupt now, so pitiful. Can’t you just listen to me?”

Chen Dudu: “…”

“But what does your being bankrupt have to do with me? Why are you ruining my romantic prospects?”

Shen Gengli scoffed, “Chen Dudu, your taste in men has really declined. Your ex-boyfriend was such a handsome guy, and you didn’t want him. But you choose a guy like this? It’s a fatal blow to your ex-boyfriend. Your roommate was right; you should aim higher.”

Chen Dudu: “…”

She had never seen someone insult others while praising themselves.

Shen Gengli finished scolding Chen Dudu and turned to leave.

Chen Dudu returned to her dorm, feeling frustrated and angry.

After a sweaty day, she took a shower. When she came out, her roommates were all groaning.

This kid was only on the first day of military training, and her face was already so sunburnt. They couldn’t imagine what her face would look like after half a month of training.

Chen Dudu came out, and her roommates looked at her face to compare.

To their surprise, she hadn’t gotten sunburnt at all. She looked the same as she did in the morning, making everyone envious.

“Dudu, how come you didn’t get sunburnt? Do you have a skin type that doesn’t tan? That’s so enviable.”

Chen Dudu heard this and curiously looked at her face in the mirror.

She had applied sunscreen, but it seemed she really hadn’t gotten sunburnt.

“No way, I used to get really dark. When I was little, I was always very tanned.”

Chen Dudu said this and thought back to the military training earlier that day when Shen Gengli was standing behind her.

Today, their formation was facing away from the sun, and Shen Gengli, being tall, stood slightly to the side behind her, blocking the sun for her all day.

She was like standing under a big tree, so she didn’t get sunburnt. That might be the reason.

However, she also had a strong desire to have fairer skin.

When she was little, she was too dark.

This led to Shen Gengli disliking her dark skin.

He made her drink milk and would watch her to make sure she drank several bottles a day, along with eating whitening fruits.

She drank so much milk that she almost threw up.

When she didn’t want to drink anymore, Shen Gengli would warn her with his gaze.

Her skin becoming fairer was also due to Shen Gengli’s forceful methods.

He had a strong controlling nature; whatever he wanted, she had to comply.

He liked the feel of her being plump, so he forced her to eat.

Even if she couldn’t eat anymore, she had to stuff herself.

He made her face chubby just so he could pinch her and enjoy the feel.

He liked to see her cry, so she had to be bullied by him regularly.

If she didn’t shed tears, he wouldn’t be happy.

In summary, Shen Gengli, who was bullied by his mother, had to take it out on her. Every time he pinched her and saw her trying to hold back tears, he felt the most satisfied.

Her tear glands were also well-developed; she would cry loudly when she was scared or in pain.

He especially liked biting her hand, enjoying the soft and plump feel of it.

……

Shen Gengli’s mother particularly enjoyed physically punishing him.

She vented all her hatred for his father onto him.

Every time his father went abroad on a business trip, it was her opportunity to punish him.

In order to gain his mother’s love, he obeyed her every word.

Whatever she told him to do, he did.

That was the first time Chen Dudu discovered how cruel Shen Gengli’s mother was to him.

As soon as his father left, she made him kneel in front of a memorial tablet as punishment.

At first, Chen Dudu was quite happy to see Shen Gengli being punished.

This little brat of a young master was finally getting his comeuppance.

She hid in a corner, covering her mouth and giggling.

But when she came out for dinner in the evening and saw that the young master was still kneeling, she became a bit worried and asked the housekeeper, “Auntie, how long does the young master have to kneel?”

The housekeeper replied, “Until he can’t take it anymore and faints.”

Chen Dudu frowned, thinking his mother was so cruel to treat her own son this way.

She had been happy in the morning, but now she felt a bit uncomfortable.

After everyone finished eating and returned to their rooms, she saw that the young master was still kneeling.

Chen Dudu sneaked into the kitchen and brought a bowl of rice for Shen Gengli.

She placed the bowl in front of him and offered him the rice.

“Young Master, it’s time to eat.”

Shen Gengli hadn’t eaten all day and was feeling weak.

Looking at the bowl of rice, he glanced at Chen Dudu.

He refused, saying, “I won’t eat.”

Chen Dudu saw his condition and still held the bowl of rice to his mouth, “Eat, Young Master. Just take a few bites. You’ll starve if you don’t eat.”

Shen Gengli: “…How can I eat without any dishes?”

Chen Dudu had brought him a bowl of plain rice, with no side dishes.

Chen Dudu, hearing this, quickly went back to the kitchen to check.

She hadn’t seen any dishes earlier.

So, there were no dishes left.

She returned to Shen Gengli and said, “There are no dishes left.”

He knew that during these times, the housekeeper wouldn’t leave any dishes for him.

If he wasn’t weak, he would have to continue kneeling.

So, he couldn’t eat.

“I won’t eat.”

Chen Dudu saw his condition and didn’t force him. She ate the rice herself.

Although it was just plain rice, it tasted quite good.

Shen Gengli watched in disbelief, “…You ate it yourself?”

Chen Dudu had rice grains at the corners of her mouth, “Ah, Young Master, didn’t you say you wouldn’t eat?”

Shen Gengli: ‘…’

Chen Dudu hadn’t eaten enough in the evening.

She had been so focused on watching the spectacle of Shen Gengli that she didn’t eat properly when the housekeeper and the others were cleaning up.

Chen Dudu ate the rice and asked him, “Young Master, is your mother a stepmother?”

Shen Gengli shook his head, “No.”

Chen Dudu: “Oh, then you must be adopted.” 

Shen Gengli: ‘…’

Shen Gengli, annoyed, pinched her face, “I am her biological son.”

Chen Dudu: “…Ow, ow, ow, Young Master, it hurts.”

Shen Gengli let go.

Chen Dudu was even more confused.

How could a biological mother treat her own child like this?

“Then why is the lady so mean to you?”

Shen Gengli: “I don’t know.”

Chen Dudu: ‘…’

Chen Dudu went over and rubbed his knees. When she was little and got hurt, her dad would rub her like this. She asked him, “Does it hurt?”

He was already in pain from kneeling, and her rubbing made it even worse. He furrowed his brows in pain and pinched Chen Dudu’s chin, “What do you think?”

Chen Dudu was scared and started crying again.

“Wah, wah, wah…”

Shen Gengli watched her cry.

After crying for a bit, her nose started running.

She stopped and asked him, “Young Master, my nose is running. Can I wipe it?”

Shen Gengli, disgusted, let go of her.

Chen Dudu used a tissue to wipe her nose.

“Young Master, do I need to keep crying?”

Shen Gengli: ‘…’

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