"Chained In His Shadow" EPISODE 2

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The luxury car rolls into the vast, cold gates of the Shi Mansion. The property is quiet, intimidating, and endless in size.

Shi Zichen – steps out of the car first, wordlessly, without a glance at Su Mian. His footsteps disappear into the mansion, cold, confident, emotionless.

Su Mian – sits quietly in the car, hands on his lap, waiting chi sheng to speak.

(sharp, cold voice with disgusted glare) "What are you doing sitting here? Get inside!"

head maid

(sharp, cold voice with disgusted glare) "What are you doing sitting here? Get inside!"

su mian (mc )

(startled, jumps slightly) "A-ah... Sorry!" He quickly take his suitcase and follows her like an obedient puppy.

The maid walks fast through polished halls. Su Mian follows silently, his soft steps echoing in the massive space.

head maid

(stops at the last dusty corner, opens the door with force) "Here." Inside is a cramped room. The light bulb flickers. A small, broken bed frame. A dusty wooden shelf. A tiny window covered in cobwebs.

Imagine window

head maid

(smirking) "From today, this is your room."

Su Mian steps in slowly, eyes stopping at the small window.

su mian (mc )

(In mind ): "...It has a window..." (eyes lighting up)

su mian (mc )

(smiles genuinely) "Thank you, ma'am!" He bows politely.

head maid

(confused for a second, then frowns , coldly) : "From now on, you clean the entire mansion and garden every morning with your own hands." She places scratched glass and small bowl.

head maid

"This is your plate, glass, and bowl. You use only these. No asking for more." only eat two bread after completing work ,

su mian (mc )

(nodding quickly, still holding the plate tightly) "Yes! I’ll take good care of them!"

head maid

(turns with a disgusted face, muttering) "...Weird boy. So happy to be treated like trash..."

She slams the door shut behind her

Su Mian sets his suitcase down in the corner and sits on the floor. He gently wipes the window with his sleeve.

Su Mian sits on the floor of his tiny dusty room, holding his scratched bowl with two slices of dry bread. He takes small bites slowly, smiling like he’s eating something special.

su mian (mc )

(softly to himself, smiling) "...New Master is really nice."

su mian (mc )

(cheerfully, as if talking to an imaginary friend) "He gave me a room..." "With a window!"

su mian (mc )

(voice filled with warmth) "And I even got two slices of bread." He holds the metal plate close to his chest.

He lies down on the hard floor, tucking his arms beneath his head like a pillow.

su mian (mc )

(in his thoughts, smiling softly) "I hope I can stay here forever... If I work hard, maybe no one will throw me out..."

Meanwhile

Shi Zichen sits in his luxurious bedroom, alone under dim lights, sipping alcohol. His expression is unreadable—cold, tense, distant.

A knock breaks the silence.

head maid

(bowing): "Sir, the work is done

Shi Zichen doesn’t reply. Just gives a nod. The maid leaves quickly. Zichen downs the last sip, then puts the glass down with a loud clink. His jaw tightens. His hand clenches.

Without a word, he stands up and walks out into the hallway, steps slow but heavy.

Su mian room

The door creaks open. Shi Zichen steps inside the small, dusty room. The moonlight falls on Su Mian, who is sleeping on the floor, curled up, hugging his thin blanket like a child.

shi Zichen( Male lead)

(eyes narrowing, voice ice-cold): "...How can you sleep so peacefully...?"

He raises his leg— Thud! His foot slams into Su Mian’s side.

su mian (mc )

(jolts awake, coughing in shock, eyes wide) "A-Ah—!"

Thud. Thud. Thud. The kicks come again. Harder. Unforgiving.

su mian (mc )

(trying not to cry out) “I must stay quiet… I must not scream… Mama said never disobey…”

He curls up, arms shielding his head, lips trembling—tears streaming silently.

shi Zichen( Male lead)

(growling): "Do you really think you’ll live peacefully here?" He kicks him again, harder, fury in every word.

shi Zichen( Male lead)

(low and deadly): "I’ll make your life hell."

Thud! Thud! Su Mian’s head hits the floor. His vision blurs.

He faints. Body limp. But the hits don’t stop. Shi Zichen keeps kicking, face blank, breathing cold. Finally, after several minutes, he stops. Looks down. Expression unreadable. He turns around, walks out silently, and shuts the door behind him.