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In a duplex villa on the outskirts of City C.

In the kitchen, Fu Yanshen, who was wearing home clothes, was busy in front of the stove. He turned off the fire, and the vegetable lean meat porridge in the pot was steaming hot.

Fu Yanshen carefully scooped up a bowl of porridge and walked upstairs.

Two burly bodyguards were guarding the door of the room, and Fu Yanshen walked to the bed with the bowl of porridge in his hands.

Lin Suici was lying curled up on the bed, his eyes closed tightly in discomfort, his cheeks were abnormally flushed, and his lips were extremely pale.

He looked extremely helpless.

Fu Yanshen put the porridge on the bedside table and bent down to touch the young man’s forehead. It was very hot.

Lin Suici started to have a fever last night, but he refused to take injections and medicine, and now the fever is getting worse.

Fu Yanshen frowned deeply, with complicated emotions in his peach blossom eyes.

“Suici, you are very sick and need to take injections and medicine.”

Lin Suici opened his eyes and glanced at the person next to the bed wearily, “Fu Yanshen, let me go.”

His voice was hoarse, revealing a hint of weakness.

It has been three days, and with so many bodyguards guarding him, Lin Suici couldn’t get out at all, let alone contact the outside world.

Pei Chuan must be very worried, and he(ls) doesn’t know when he(pc) will find this place.

Fu Yanshen was silent for a moment and didn’t answer Lin Suici’s words, “You haven’t eaten for a day, so eat something first.”

After speaking, he helped Lin Suici up, then sat on the edge of the bed, brought over the bowl of hot porridge, and blew on it gently.

Lin Suici leaned against the head of the bed, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: “Fu Yanshen, can you let me go?”

“I cooked this porridge myself, and it’s not hot anymore.” With a gentle smile on his face, Fu Yanshen brought the spoon to Lin Suici’s mouth and asked expectantly, “Do you want to try it?”

Fu Yanshen never answered his question directly, and Lin Suici became even more upset. He turned his head, raised his hand, and vigorously pushed the spoon aside.

Who knew that Fu Yanshen wasn’t holding the bowl firmly in his hand–

The steaming porridge spilled on the back of his hand, and the bowl of porridge also fell to the floor, making a crisp sound as it fell to pieces.

Lin Suici immediately turned his head to look, hesitated for a second, then silently withdrew his gaze.

The back of Fu Yanshen’s hand was already red, but he didn’t seem to feel it. He just lowered his eyes and pursed his pale lips, silently looking at the broken bowl on the ground and the porridge that was spilled all over the floor.

The air in the room was so quiet that time seemed to slow down.

I don’t know how long it took, but Fu Yanshen finally raised his head and looked at Lin Suici’s quiet profile, which was cold and alienated.

“Okay, I’ll let you go.”

“As long as you are willing to take medicine and food, I will let you go.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Suici finally reacted. He looked up at Fu Yanshen and asked with uncertainty, “Really?”

Fu Yanshen: “Really.”

At that time, he did this kind of thing only due to the impulse as his desire overcame reason.

But he knew very well that Lin Suici didn’t like him, and for his own selfish desires, he forcibly trapped the person by his side, regardless of his resistance.

During these three days, Lin Suici was unhappy, wanting to leave every moment, and even began to repel him and hate him.

This is not the result Fu Yanshen wanted. He originally thought that it would be enough to keep Lin Suici by his side, and he would be satisfied, but he can’t be happy now either.

He was torturing Lin Suici, and he was also torturing himself.

“I’ll get another bowl of porridge here.” Fu Yanshen smiled reluctantly and got up after speaking.

“Wait.” Lin Suici stopped him and looked down at the back of his hand that was red because of the spilled hot porridge, “The back of your hand needs medicine.”

Fu Yanshen: “Do you want to give me medicine?”

 Lin Suici nodded.

After all, it was because of him that Fu Yanshen was injured.

Fu Yanshen was not a heinous villain in Lin Suici’s heart, and he(fy) hadn’t forced him(ls) to do anything he(ls) didn’t want to do in the past few days. Fu Yanshen probably did this kind of thing out of impulse, but now the other party has figured it out and is willing to let him go back. It’s for the best.

Fu Yanshen seemed to be happier, and his tone of voice sounded a lot gentle: “Then I’ll go get the medicine box.”

Just as the words fell, a sound suddenly came from outside, vaguely sounding as if a fight was going on downstairs.

“What happened?”

“Boss Fu, let’s go down and have a look.”

The two bodyguards guarding the door walked downstairs.

As Lin Suici was sitting on the bed, he vaguely realized something, revealing a bit of excitement on his pale face. He immediately lifted the quilt and got up, walking outside quickly without even thinking about putting on his slippers.

As soon as he reached the door, he heard the screams of the two bodyguards who went down just now.

Lin Suici was standing in front of the railing in the corridor, several bodyguards in black were fighting downstairs, and several of Fu Yanshen’s bodyguards were beaten to the ground.

He also saw two familiar figures, Cuntou and Heizi.

Pei Chuan is here!

Lin Suici’s heart was filled with joy, and at this moment, he didn’t care that he was still sick, so he immediately ran all the way downstairs.

Fu Yanshen stood on the spot and looked at Lin Suici’s cheerful and excited back, and then with his hands hanging weakly by his sides, Fu Yanshen also followed him downstairs.

The remaining two bodyguards have been subdued by Heizi and Cuntou.

As soon as Lin Suici ran downstairs, he saw the person he was longing for.

Pei Chuan walked in from the outside, accompanied by a strange man.

Lin Suici froze in his steps, staring blankly at Pei Chuan. The other person’s figure was still tall and straight, but he looked much haggard. Now there were obvious dark circles under his eyes, and even the short stubble growing on the chin hadn’t been taken care of.

But the aura emanating from his body became increasingly domineering.

Although it has been only a few days since they saw each other, it seemed like a long time had passed, and Lin Suici’s eyes couldn’t help getting moist.

He shouted in a hoarse voice: “Pei Chuan…”

In the next second, Pei Chuan quickly stepped forward and hugged Lin Suici into his arms.

As if he was afraid that the person would disappear again, Pei Chuan tightly hugged him in his arms. Feeling Lin Suici’s body temperature and breath, Pei Chuan’s unsteady heart gradually settled down.

Lin Suici also hugged Pei Chuan tightly and buried his face in the man’s strong and reliable chest.

“Pei Chuan…”

“Hmm, I’m here.” Pei Chuan lowered his head and kissed Lin Suici’s forehead, which was still burning hot. His arms couldn’t help tighten a bit, and his deep and mellow voice was full of tenderness: “Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

He quickly noticed that Lin Suici’s body was burning and couldn’t help but frown, “What’s going on? Do you have a fever?”

“It’s okay, it’s just a minor illness.” Lin Suici hugged Pei Chuan tightly, “I’m sorry for making you worry.”

Fu Yanshen came down from upstairs and saw this scene.

But soon, his gaze shifted to another place, staying on Song Lin who came in with Pei Chuan.

A trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, followed by anger, and his hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists.

Song Lin was also looking at him, and their gaze met in the air. Fu Yanshen pursed his lips in displeasure, and took the lead to look away.

Pei Chuan let go of Lin Suici and raised his hand to stroke his head, “We’ll go home soon.”

Lin Suici nodded seriously, “Hmm!”

Pei Chuan ordered the bodyguards around him to look after Lin Suici, and then turned his gaze to Fu Yanshen who was standing across from him, his originally soft expression instantly turned cold.

It’s like a wild beast whose territory has been invaded.

Pei Chuan stepped forward, raised his hand, and grabbed Fu Yanshen’s collar. His eyes were cold and stern.

“Fu Yanshen, it seems that you have forgotten how I warned you before?”

Fu Yanshen remained motionless, without the slightest resistance.

Pei Chuan punched him in the face with his fist.

“President Pei, you promised me.” Song Lin’s voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Pei Chuan’s fist barely stopped a centimeter away from Fu Yanshen’s cheek.

“As long as I take you to find Lin Suici, you would let Fu Yanshen go.” Song Lin continued.

After reacting, Lin Suici also stepped forward quickly, and persuaded him: “Pei Chuan, about what he did to me, forget about it.”

Pei Chuan’s face was tense, and the veins on the back of his hands were obvious. Finally, he pushed Fu Yanshen away forcefully.

“There won’t be a next time, you should thank your friends.”

In order to find Lin Suici quickly, Pei Chuan agreed to Song Lin’s request and didn’t argue deeply about Fu Yanshen.

If not, he will definitely not just let him go like this.

Fu Yanshen couldn’t stand still and stumbled back two steps, bending slightly to support himself through the wall next to him. His pale face showed no expression, as if he was about to fall at any moment.

Lin Suici glanced at him, but finally said nothing. He held Pei Chuan’s hand and said softly, “Let’s go back.”

Pei Chuan took Lin Suici’s hand, clasped his fingers tightly, and led him outside.

A group of bodyguards in black also followed the two out.

A few bodyguards who were knocked down remained in the villa, as well as Fu Yanshen and Song Lin.

Song Lin strode forward, held Fu Yanshen’s arm, and looked at him with concern.

“Ah Shen, how are you? Is your heart uncomfortable?”

“Why is your hand red? Was it burned?”

Fu Yan pursed his pale lips deeply and pushed Song Lin’s hand away without saying a word. He glanced at him coldly before he turned around to walk upstairs.

Song Lin chased after him worriedly.

Fu Yanshen said without turning his head, “Don’t follow me.”

Song Lin: “Are you angry with me?”

“Shouldn’t I be angry?” Fu Yanshen suddenly stopped and turned around to look at the man behind him expressionlessly, “You brought Pei Chuan to my door without permission.”

He had already decided to let Lin Sui go, but Pei Chuan suddenly came to the door to take him away, and he didn’t find it too difficult to accept.

What he couldn’t accept was that Song Lin was the one who brought Pei Chuan here. This feeling was like being betrayed by the person he trusted the most, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

Song Lin didn’t regret his decision, “I’m sorry, I just don’t want to see you make more mistakes.”

“Is wrong and right so important?”

Fu Yanshen twitched the corners of his mouth as if mocking himself, “Anyway, I’m a dying person, so I don’t care about these things at all.”

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