What Turned You Into A Villain Chapter 2

A person appeared quietly in the corridor, and the housekeeper lowered his head to show the information on the tablet to his master.

"Real-time news reports, our country has captured another spy from another country, who has been hiding his identity for 15 years, and no one has been able to find out his identity during this period."

The housekeeper said calmly: "Master, when many people were arrested, they were found to be illegal residents."

Ethan nodded: "Our country's investigative methods have become more powerful."

He glanced at the tightly closed door, and before leaving, he found a metal lock and locked it with a click before following the housekeeper downstairs.

When they reached the corner of the stairs, Ethan asked casually, "Have you found out the identity? Send me the surveillance footage at the door via email."

Housekeeper: "From 22:35 to 23:49 last night, the surveillance video was all snow. I found the hacker and they are recovering the data."

Broken? Ethan frowned. He had a social event last night. When he arrived at the gate of the villa, it was almost midnight. The driver told him that he found a person lying at the gate.

At that time, Ethan had a headache because of drinking, so he said without thinking: "Throw it away."

When the driver got out of the car, he glanced outside inadvertently and saw the face that had haunted him for ten years.

Under the glaring car lights, the young man's pale face was particularly attractive. He fell limply to the ground, his fragile neck only one meter away from the car body.

"Have someone investigate as soon as possible," Ethan ordered, "We need to hear some news after spending the money."

In the living room downstairs, there is a cup of hand-ground coffee with latte art on the surface, and there are freshly baked biscuits next to it. This is his habit, to have a cup of coffee with biscuits every morning and then have a simple meal.

"Master, a living person suddenly appeared at the door. The key is that we can't find any useful information. Should we call the police?" The housekeeper reminded diligently, with a worried look on his face: "What if he was sent by those people?"

Aunt Liu happened to come out of the kitchen carrying a sandwich. Ethan narrowed his eyes and said, "It's okay, don't worry, they can't get away anyway."

"Aunt Liu, make another New Orleans chicken burger, fry a plate of French fries, and serve it with the Coke."

Aunt Liu: "Ah? Okay, Master."

After everyone left, Ethan smiled, but this smile made the butler feel creepy.

"He can't go out without clothes, and he eats fried food every day. His health is worrying," Ethan snorted, "Remember to ask Aunt Liu to bring the food to me, and I will deliver it to him personally."

"Most people feel stressed when eating, as I do. Scientific research shows that people who eat under high pressure for a long time have poor digestion and are prone to gastrointestinal problems."

After Ethan finished speaking, he lowered his head and took a few sips of coffee. He also ate a small cookie in a very good mood. From the butler's perspective, he could see the corners of his lips raised.

The housekeeper at this moment:...

After a long while, he finally spoke with difficulty: "Is this the only punishment you can think of?"

Ethan raised an eyebrow: "My health is in danger and my personal freedom is restricted. Isn't that enough?"

That was enough. That was really enough. The butler gave him a thumbs up and praised him from the bottom of his heart: "Master, you are the kindest person in the world."

Ethan shook the coffee cup without saying anything, but the corners of his lips remained raised.

There are four chefs in the manor, who are all good at Western and Chinese food. Frying French fries is no problem for these people. Twenty minutes later, freshly baked hamburgers and French fries were placed in front of Ethan, with a cup of Coke with a straw next to it.

In the kitchen, a chef's child was staring at this side with tears in his eyes.

The Si family didn't have cola, so the chef took the drinks from his own children...

"I'll bring it up. Remember to continue checking. Also, don't limit your identity to one place. Check higher up," Ethan said as he took the plate and left. When he stood up, he straightened the corner of his clothes.

When he went up the stairs, he passed by the window on the first floor. Through the glass window, he saw his reflection, with smooth muscles wrapped under his shirt and a Richard Miller on his wrist.

Ethan held the tray in one hand and casually lifted the loose hair on his forehead with the other hand.

Cold and hunger, these are the feelings that only living things can have.

Caleb leaned on the bed, holding his stomach with curiosity. He lifted the quilt to expose his belly to the air. He poked his deflated belly twice with his fingers. The muscles near his belly button were not as tight as those in his lower abdomen, and the feeling of poking was also different.

When it was poked, its stomach would make a few noises in cooperation. Caleb's eyes lit up and he poked even harder.

"Caleb, I haven't seen you for ten years, and you are still the same, so shameless," Ethan came in with a sneer and kicked the bedroom door shut.

Caleb's eyes sparkled as she beckoned Ethan over: "Brother Ethan, look at my belly. It moves and even makes noises. It's really fun."

Caleb was very frank and opened her belly to Ethan. The quilt barely covered her lower abdomen, and a few hairs were exposed outside.

Ethan's body tilted and the tray almost fell to the ground.

"!!!"

When the aroma of the hamburger came, Caleb's eyes became brighter. His pupils were as pure as a two or three-year-old baby, full of curiosity about the world.

"Ethan, it smells so good, I want to eat it," Caleb was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, but was held down by Ethan.

Ethan put the tray on the bedside table and pulled up the quilt with a cold face. The quilt was wrapped around Caleb's waist, leaving her upper body exposed.

When bringing the food to the bed, Ethan tried his best to look straight ahead and ignore the other person's erect chest.

Not being allowed to wear clothes is a punishment. Everyone has a sense of shame. No normal person can stand being naked in front of another person for a long time.

But now, Ethan began to question himself, who was being punished?

"Eat quickly," he said viciously, "and when you're done, stand up and walk around. Your only activity area is this room, and you are not allowed to leave without my permission."

Caleb had French fries in his mouth, a Coke in his left hand and a hamburger in his right hand. He was enjoying his food and didn't take the words to heart.

He thought he was so smart. He knew that a good brother was reliable, rich, good-looking and had a good personality. Where could he find such a friend?

Although his friend is a little shy, not very open, and even behaves a little strangely, it’s okay. Friends should tolerate each other’s little shortcomings.

After Caleb finished eating, she looked at Ethan eagerly and said, "I'm not full yet. I want to eat more."

In fact, as a human being, he was already full physically, but Caleb, as a 'person' who tasted food for the first time, still wanted to eat psychologically.

He turned his head and looked at Ethan, pulling his pants with his left hand, "Ethan."

Ethan looked down at him, half of his eyes resting on the young man's beautiful back, "No."

"What do you think I am? A buffet restaurant? Eat as much as you want," Ethan said cruelly. When he turned to leave, his fingertips accidentally touched the young man's back.

The skin under the fingertips is smooth and delicate, and only the slightest pressure will leave red marks.

Ethan went in and out, and after closing the door, he glanced at the staircase. The butler nodded at him: "Master, there are a few guests coming downstairs."

There are always some blind bugs that like to buzz around in other people's homes. Ethan casually said, "Drive them out and let them freeze."

"Tell them that the weather outside is suitable for chatting, and let them go out to bask in the sun for a day before coming in."

It is now early December. Nancheng is located in the north and has been affected by the cold wave recently. The daytime temperature has reached minus 12 degrees Celsius, and the lowest at night is minus 17 degrees Celsius.

The butler wisely did not refute and nodded in agreement.

After everyone left, Ethan opened the door next door, which was his bedroom.

The room is on the second floor. Even though the first floor is higher, the windows on the second floor are only six meters from the ground.

A middle-aged man downstairs brought two young men with him and wanted to come in with respect, but they were stopped outside. After a while, the housekeeper came out. He turned his back to Caleb, so that Caleb could not understand his lip language.

However, it looked like they were about to start a fight.

Caleb had seen this kind of scene many times when he followed Lucas. There were always people who wanted to cause trouble, but then got slapped in the face.

Caleb understood. This was his first day and he encountered a classic plot: the villain showed up!

The middle-aged man who led the group downstairs broke out in a cold sweat in the middle of winter: "The young generation is ignorant and has offended Mr. Si. Mr. Si is right. We should get some sun."

After saying that, he moved to the side of the road, stood in the cold wind and began to bask in the sun.

The young man next to him was full of indignation: "Dad, why are you doing this? I'm not wrong. He's just a..."

"Shut up! Slap!" The middle-aged man couldn't bear it any longer and slapped the young man, leaving a bright red slap mark on his face.

The butler watched their farce with a smile throughout and did not say a word.

After beating the man, the middle-aged man continued to stand there respectfully, but there was more sweat on his forehead.

Caleb didn't see this short moment. He ran to the door naked and pulled the door handle. The first pull didn't move, and the second pull still didn't move. Caleb gathered up his strength and started pulling for the third time.

This time he pulled away, but the others also pounced on him due to inertia.

"Mmmm, hm?" Caleb's forehead hit Ethan's nose, and his eyes were covered by a soft object. He maintained this posture and looked up, with physiological tears in the corners of his eyes.

Ethan wasn't in a much better condition either, his eyes were sore after his nose was hit. He pinched Caleb's waist and lifted her up, and the two of them slipped into the bedroom.

"Don't come in, Ethan, let's go out together. It's very lively downstairs." Caleb was obviously still thinking about the classic face-slapping scene, and pulled Ethan to go out.

In the system world, everyone has a metal shell or a small chip appearance. There is no such thing as clothes and no distinction between men and women, let alone shame.

Caleb forgot for a moment how he was different from others. Ethan grabbed his arm and the latter's eyes were full of shock.

"You're going to run out like this?"

"No, you're already like this, and you still want to leave, Caleb, do you want to disappear for another ten years?"

Ethan's chest rose and fell, and there was a coldness in his beautiful eyes. His hands became more and more forceful, and a faint red color could be seen on Caleb's waist.

Caleb thought about it and realized that the people coming down the stairs were all men, and everyone had the same physiological structure.

He nodded, intending to go out and watch the fun, but was misunderstood by Ethan with another meaning.

The person in front of me still wants to leave.

He disappeared without any warning ten years ago and suddenly appeared ten years later. No one knows what it feels like to wait for someone for ten years.

Ethan suddenly laughed heartily. He put one arm around Caleb's waist and started pulling his tie with the other.

He had an appointment this afternoon, it was a fairly formal occasion, so he wore a dark green tie.

Even if Caleb was slow, he knew that the person in front of him was in a bad mood, but since this was his first time as a human being, he didn't know what he had done wrong. With a learning attitude, Caleb asked, "Ethan, how did I make you angry?"

"Can you tell me?"

The experience of our ancestors tells us that after doing something wrong, we should never say "what I did wrong". This can easily be misunderstood as other meanings, thus adding fuel to the fire.

Ethan's smile deepened. He wrapped the tie around his hand and shook his head: "No, you are right in everything. I am wrong. I shouldn't be so tolerant."

After saying that, the tie in Ethan's hand wrapped around Caleb's neck without warning.