Oh no! Drunk last night, I accidentally wandered into my ex-boyfriend's room.

Chapter 28 Carried into the wolf's den, sleeping in her house

"This is an flare-up of chronic gastritis, accompanied by severe stomach cramps and nutritional anemia. His irregular eating habits could easily develop into a stomach ulcer if this continues. He absolutely must eat properly from now on!"

The hospital's infusion room was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Lin Qian lay on a chair receiving an IV drip, a needle inserted into the back of her hand. She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes casting shadows on her pale face.

She looked fragile and vulnerable.

After paying the medical bills, Lu Beiting did not leave, but sat down in the seat next to her.

He turned his head and asked in a deep voice, "You usually don't have money for food?"

Lin Qian slowly opened her eyes, her voice weak, "No, I just wasn't paying attention."

Her uncle is currently in debt, and she and Lin Yize are working hard and taking on part-time jobs to pay it off.

We do have money for food.

But she was too busy with both her main job and part-time work, and often just grabbed a quick bite of bread before moving on, so she didn't have the energy to eat a proper meal.

Lu Beiting sat beside her without saying a word. But even though he hadn't done anything, his presence was still undeniably strong.

Lin Qian looked at him questioningly and asked softly, "Aren't you leaving?"

Lu Beiting glanced at her, his eyes filled with displeasure. "Where do you want me to go?"

Lin Qian paused. "You're not going to... stay and keep me company, are you?"

"What," Lu Beiting laughed self-righteously, exuding a roguish air, "I have nothing better to do than sit in the hospital for a while?"

Lin Qian: "...Okay."

The phone rang several times; it was Lin Yize calling.

His voice was anxious: "Sis, where are you? Song Yu and I have been looking for you for ages!"

"I..." Lin Qian paused, afraid that her younger brother would worry about her, so she hid the fact that she was sick. "My best friend suddenly felt unwell, so I went to her house to take care of her."

"That's good. I was probably a drunkard at the bar... Anyway, I'm glad you're alright! I'll head back now."

"Um."

Lin Qian hung up the phone, sighed softly, and turned her head to meet Lu Beiting's deep and probing gaze.

He suddenly spoke up sarcastically, "Why don't you have your younger brother and your boyfriend take care of you?"

"It's nothing..." Lin Qian's eyes darted away. "No need to trouble others."

Lu Beiting's gaze gradually darkened. "You think being sick is a minor matter?"

"No..." Lin Qian didn't want to dwell on the issue and changed the subject, "How much does the medical treatment cost? I'll transfer the money to you."

"You're almost out of money for food, and you still want to give me money?" Lu Beiting was so angry he almost laughed.

"No," Lin Qian said, her head lowered, her voice muffled, "I just don't want to owe you anything."

Row.

Do you really want to cut ties with him like that?

Lu Beiting, however, did not do as she wished, his tone icy: "Then you can owe me, you'd better owe me for a lifetime."

Lin Qian: "..."

She wasn't feeling well and didn't want to argue with him.

A moment later, an assistant came over pushing a food cart.

On the table were exquisite and delicious dishes, including steaming bird's nest and shredded chicken congee, and a glass of hot milk.

Lin Qianguang's mouth watered at the smell.

Lu Beiting stared at her, his tone leaving no room for argument: "Eat."

"You bought this?" Lin Qian glanced at the food and her eyes widened in surprise.

The packaging also features the logo of Zhenpin Pavilion, a restaurant in the capital that is so popular that it's hard to even get a reservation. It's known for its exorbitantly priced porridge, so this meal must cost at least 800 yuan.

Lu Beiting glanced at her. "Stop talking nonsense and eat."

Lin Qian didn't want to owe anyone any more favors, so she shook her head, despite her intense hunger, and said, "I...I'm not hungry."

But the next second, her stomach betrayed her and started rumbling.

Lu Beiting glanced at her, his tone teasing, "Not hungry?"

"Uh..." Lin Qian was so embarrassed that her face turned red, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Well then," Lu Beiting said with interest, "you can eat it yourself, or I can feed it to you. You choose one."

"I'll eat it myself!"

After saying that, Lin Qian was afraid that Lu Beiting would force her to eat, so she quickly lowered her head and held the bowl to drink the porridge carefully.

The bowl of porridge was emptied in no time.

It's no wonder it's so expensive; the porridge tastes really good.

Lu Beiting watched her finish the porridge, and a sense of satisfaction welled up inside him.

He smiled slightly and said, "Lin Qian, it seems your little boyfriend can't take good care of you. Why don't you dump him? You two aren't a good match."

This sentence has a strangely suggestive connotation of a manipulative woman.

Lin Qian lowered her eyes and said softly, "Whether it's suitable or not, I know in my heart."

Her so-called boyfriend was a lie from the start.

Right.

No matter what, she and Lu Beiting are the most incompatible.

Not long after she had eaten and drunk her fill, the medicine began to take effect, and coupled with the feeling of exhaustion, Lin Qian drowsily closed her eyes.

Psychologically, she rejected Lu Beiting and hoped to stay far away from him, hoping that the two would never cross paths again.

But physically, Lin Qian had to admit that perhaps because of the countless times they had been intimate three years ago, she instinctively wanted to lean on him to find that sense of familiarity and security before she could fall into a deep sleep.

With needles in her hand and a pale face, she leaned quietly against Lu Beiting's shoulder.

Lin Qian's eyebrows were slightly furrowed as she slept, as if she was worried about something.

Lu Beiting lowered his head and stared at her small, palm-sized face.

Thin.

She's lost a whole size compared to three years ago.

They definitely didn't eat properly, and they definitely didn't take good care of themselves.

Lu Beiting reached out and pinched the delicate, soft flesh on her face.

The woman was probably really tired; she was sleeping soundly, her long, thick eyelashes casting shadows under her eyes, and a few strands of messy hair hanging down.

Very nice.

She leaned against his shoulder like a clingy, helpless little rabbit, soft and cuddly, both obedient and adorable.

Only when she is asleep will he not say things like "We've already broken up" or "I already have a boyfriend," which would spoil his mood.

Lu Beiting's lips curled up, and he tightened his grip, gradually squeezing her harder.

"If we hadn't broken up back then, I would definitely have raised you to be plump and healthy."

Until Lin Qian frowned and let out a soft moan.

Lu Beiting smiled silently and slowly withdrew his hand...

The night was dark.

When Lin Qian woke up groggily, she was being carried out by Lu Beiting.

She was carefully shoved into a black Bugatti.

Lin Qian rubbed her eyes, her mind still a little foggy, and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

Lu Beiting closed the car door, pulled the person into his arms, and said, "I'll take you home."

"Oh, thank you."

But is Lu Beiting really that kind-hearted?

Lin Qian was still a little skeptical, so she added, "I'll pay for your taxi fare later."

After saying that, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep again.

Lu Beiting's temple throbbed.

Why are you in such a hurry to sever ties with him?

The Bugatti drove smoothly through the neon-lit city.

Half an hour later, at Xifu Courtyard, the car drove into the parking lot of a villa.

Assistant Gao, sitting in the front row, whispered, "Mr. Lu, we've arrived."

Lin Qian was still asleep, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her breathing shallow.

Perhaps due to a lack of security, the person curled up in a position, much like a frightened little animal.

Lu Beiting lowered his eyes, staring at the sleeping woman beside him, gently lifted her up, and brought her into his bedroom.

He placed Lin Qian on his bed.

Lin Qian felt like she had found her own cozy little nest when she touched this big bed. She rubbed her face against the soft blankets and lay down comfortably.

She slept very well, with her hands neatly placed under the covers, only her little face showing.

Lu Beiting stared at her for a while, his eyes filled with deep, unfathomable emotions.

He admitted that he was not a good person, much less a gentleman.

He is despicable, greedy, unscrupulous, and morally corrupt.

Lu Beiting turned around and went into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

When he came out, he changed into a black nightgown, then immediately threw off the covers and lay down next to Lin Qian.

The mattress was very elastic and sagged under his weight.

Lin Qian unconsciously leaned closer to him, seeking warmth, "I want a hug..."

Lu Beiting pulled her into his arms, feeling her soft, delicate body pressed tightly against his skin.

It's so soft that it arouses wicked thoughts.

I want to mess with her.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound broke the silence.