The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

Deng Shentong stood there without moving.

The light in the study was dim, and the little light coming through the window stretched his shadow very long, making him look a little scary for some reason.

“…I don’t want to.”

Deng Shentong finally said these four words.

As if he had used up all his strength, his face turned several shades paler.

When Deng Yuanbo heard Deng Shentong's words, he looked at him deeply.

There was no surprise on Deng Yuanbo's face, as if he had already expected Deng Shentong to have such a reaction.

Twenty years, a full twenty years, Deng Shentong once again disobeyed him on important family matters.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of slapping suddenly rang out in the quiet study, scaring the maid outside so much that she shrank her neck.

Deng Shentong was slapped to the ground, his long hair falling down and covering his face, looking very embarrassed.

Deng Yuanbo's hands were trembling slightly. He used all his strength in this slap. Five bright red fingerprints immediately appeared on Deng Shentong's beautiful fair face.

But he did not regret it at all. He said that he would personally destroy all obstacles that prevented Deng Shentong from becoming the perfect successor to the Deng family.

"I raised you myself, and I can tell what you're thinking at a glance."

Deng Yuanbo's eyes were as sharp as a knife, mercilessly cutting open Deng Shentong's wound inch by inch:

"Do you think I can't see what's going on between you and that Zhang kid?"

"You studied abroad and have an open mind. I don't care about you. Just play around. How come you take it seriously?"

Deng Shentong covered his face and looked at Deng Yuanbo. A trace of blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth, but there was a bright stubbornness in his eyes.

Deng Yuanbo looked at him and sneered.

"What's that look in your eyes? Are you not convinced? What can you do if you are not convinced?"

Deng Yuanbo's eyes shone, and he said in a low voice:

"Deng Shentong, from the moment you were born, you had no choice."

"Your wealth, power, and talent are all given by the Deng family. Even if you die, you have to die in the Deng family. Do you understand?"

Deng Shentong remained stubborn and said nothing.

He was like a flower struggling in vain in the snow, maintaining his fragile dignity even if it was broken.

Deng Yuanbo smiled and patted Deng Shentong's pale cheek.

"I know that young people like you because of your face, but how deep can such a liking be? You don't think this is love, do you?"

Deng Yuanbo sat back in his chair and played with the beads. After a moment of silence, he suddenly sighed.

"Shentong, you are still young. Some things will not have results just by persisting."

He looked down at the embarrassed appearance of this arrogant young man, and his eyes, which always had a shrewd smile, narrowed slightly:

"Zhang Yi, from Jinwan District, Tianhai City, was born in 2025 and is 26 years old this year... Am I right? Guess how much more information I know about him?"

Deng Shentong raised his head suddenly, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and his emotions became excited: "What are you going to do?!"

"Finally there's a response? It seems you really care about him." Deng Yuanbo looked at Deng Shentong with both understanding and disappointment.

"You are the heir of my Deng family. I can't touch you." Deng Yuanbo's narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were as fierce as a venomous snake:

"But I can still make a captain-level alien with no background suffer a fate worse than death."

He bent down and looked at Deng Shentong, his eyes as sharp as a torch as he spoke word by word, "If Zhu Zheng knew that Zhang Yi was the one who was interfering with your marriage to Zhu Yunque, what do you think he would do...?"

"He seems to be a space alien, right? He can escape, but can his family and friends in Tianhai City escape?"

"If he knew that all these people died because of you, and that he himself had gone from being the deputy captain of the investigation team to a homeless person on the run, do you think he would still like you?"

The series of words were like a heavy hammer hitting Deng Shentong. His always strong spine seemed unable to bear such weight and his shoulders began to tremble slightly.

"I know you like dogs."

Deng Yuanbo laughed contemptuously.

"But if the dog doesn't obey, I will crush it to death with my own hands."

The helplessness and pain deep in his memory came flooding back like a tide, almost suffocating him.

The helpless, desperate and crazy memories were like vines that suddenly absorbed nutrients and grew wildly in his heart.

Why... He has become so strong, why can't he protect anything!

Could it be that since the moment he was born, the four words "no choice" have been engraved in his bones.

"do not talk!"

Deng Shentong curled up on the ground, grabbing his long hair and shouting in despair.

His voice was so choked up that it almost sounded like he was begging for mercy.

"Please stop talking... I'll sign it."

Deng Shentong raised his head with difficulty, his face full of tears. The broken beauty could move even the most heartless person.

Deng Yuanbo was also shocked.

He had never seen Deng Shentong like this before. Even when he was abandoned by his mother, he looked calm. When he was ten years old, he just remained silent.

He thought the child was born not to cry.

Deng Shentong stumbled to his feet, walked to the table and picked up a pen.

Every stroke was like ink falling on paper, taking away his soul.

"That's right, you should remember that your last name is Deng."

Deng Yuanbo nodded with satisfaction and put away the marriage certificate.

"I will arrange your marriage as soon as possible. As for Zhang Yi, you can handle it yourself, okay?"

Deng Yuanbo walked out of the study. When he passed by Deng Shentong, he patted Deng Shentong on the shoulder and said, "Calm down for a while and clean up. Don't let the servants laugh at you."

"The future head of the Deng family must look like a head of the family."

Deng Shentong was the only one left in the study. It was so quiet that it was a little scary. It seemed as if he had stopped breathing.

When he raised his head again, the tears on his face had dried and his expression had returned to calm.

But those eyes that were always clear seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and their former brilliance could no longer be seen.

He became that Deng Shentong from the Deng family again.