A Puppet?

The door opened with a slight noise, and a figure walked in. 

Fu Yan looked at the incoming figure and gently shook his head as his eyes wavered with shock. 

"How long?"

He softly asked while looking towards the ceiling, as if trying to gather himself and control his emotions.

There was silence for a while, then a soft voice filled with guilt sounded in the room.

"From the start. I only came to work for you because I was told to do so, but that was at the start. I really enjoy working for the company now."

Fu Yan gently shook his head as he looked towards Fei Hong, who was standing in front of him with teary eyes.

"I treated you as a family. I even almost died for you. The care I gave you, is this how you repay it?"

Hearing this, Fei Hong trembled a little with emotions and hastily replied.