Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

Yu Shinan took a deep drag on his cigarette, unsure how effective his threat would actually be for Han Yi.

Once a person's heart changes, the harm is already inevitable.

It would be best if Han Yi could figure it out himself. He already has a wife and children. No matter how good other women are, how can they compare to the woman he married and who bore him children?

Moreover, Si Chen is young. Even if you remove any of the accolades attached to her, she is just a pretty and cute young girl with a great figure.

Although she has a slightly spoiled temper, she is not the arrogant type. How could Han Yi not cherish her and instead have affairs with other women?

Yu Shinan took a deep drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled smoke rings to control his thoughts, trying to avoid actually recalling Fu Sichen's appearance and figure.

He couldn't fathom Han Yi's thoughts, but judging from Si Chen's unwavering trust in him, the two of them certainly didn't seem to have any conflicts. Without any arguments, suspicions, or warnings, discovering Han Yi's infidelity without warning, Yu Shinan could imagine how heartbroken Fu Si Chen would be.

Just like when she was crying and accusing him.

The man's temples throbbed with pain. Even though she was married and had children, she was still a little girl to him. Her tearful eyes looked incredibly pitiful, her eyelashes clumped together with tears, and just looking at her made his heart ache. How long had she kept those words bottled up inside before finally saying them?

It felt as if someone had secretly cut a gash in her chest, and her subsequent attempts to cover it up did not make her feel any better.

He knew that all her indifference was a facade, a pretense to lessen his guilt, but in reality... the words spoken at the height of her emotional breakdown were the truth.

The spring evenings are a bit chilly, carrying the scent of earth and plants that brush against your face. The daytime hustle and bustle is gone, and the silence is eerily profound. Yet, this tranquil atmosphere cannot soothe a troubled heart.

The phrase "a mind in utter turmoil" perfectly describes this state of mind.

Having seen many storms and waves, it's rare for him to be so agitated, desperately wanting to find something to release his emotions. Even when Wei Jingwu trampled his pride into the ground, he remained calm and composed.

The resentment of the past has been completely ripped away from him, and it is now difficult for anything to cause him to experience such intense emotional fluctuations.

Whether it was Lin Yuanqing or Li Shang, this move today, even if not premeditated, was still within their plans, and they didn't need to blink an eye.

But at this moment, why?

Because of Han Yi's infidelity?

Yu Shinan stubbed out his cigarette sharply; he knew perfectly well why.

It wasn't because Han Yi cheated on her, or even because Fu Sichen might be heartbroken.

It was because she cried and accused him that he had to endure it to prevent his heart from being pierced.

The phone rang. Yu Shinan glanced at it and saw it was Yu Qian calling, urgently urging him to go back to his room. Without saying a word, he hung up.

……

After hanging up the phone with his second sister-in-law, Fu Sichen lay on the bed without moving. Perhaps because he had been crying so hard, he drifted off to sleep.

Later, I was woken up by Yu Qian's life-threatening phone call.

"Sichen, hurry! Take the elevator to the top floor! Hurry! We're going to kill someone if we can't stop it!"

The voice was extremely anxious. Hearing it was like someone was about to die, Fu Sichen jumped out of bed in fright, asking, "What's wrong?"

Yu Qian didn't have time to explain to her, he just muttered to her to hurry up, and before Fu Sichen could ask another question, there was a scream on the other end and the call was cut off.

Fu Sichen's mind went blank for a moment, and he suddenly remembered the people who came to investigate Brother Nan in the evening.

Will something happen to Brother Nan?

Those people from the afternoon were clearly up to no good.

Fu Sichen jumped up and ran outside, completely forgetting that he was only wearing a hotel bathrobe.

My temples were throbbing, and my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.

Unlike others, if something happens to Brother Nan, it's never a small matter.

Her heart clenched in waves, and Fu Sichen didn't even care that she had almost tripped over the hotel carpet. One of her slippers slipped off her foot, and she hurriedly pressed the elevator button, wanting to run back to put her shoes back on. When the elevator doors opened, she simply went in barefoot and pressed the button for the top floor.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, there was a loud bang.

Yu Qianren was thrown aside, and half of his body slammed hard against the door frame, causing him to curse in pain.

Fu Sichen rushed over and grabbed Yu Qian, "Yu Qian?"

Yu Qian was out of breath, pointing inside, "You, your husband!"

"Yu Shinan, what the hell did you do to her?"

Before he could even voice his question, Han Yi's murderous voice pierced his ears, and Fu Sichen turned to look.

In the room, Han Yi's face was bruised. The once carefree and unrestrained playboy, with his dashing and unconventional good looks, now seemed like a completely different person.

His eyes were like cold, poisoned blades. The blood on his face didn't make him look disheveled; instead, it gave him a fierce and ruthless air. His clenched fists were so tight that the muscles were clearly visible. His face was taut, and anger emanated from every pore.

The enraged beast stared intently at the person opposite it.

Han Yi?

Brother Nan?

What... is going on?

Compared to Han Yi's raging anger, Yu Shinan appeared much calmer, though his complexion was also not good. He was shirtless, and the sharp, bloody marks on his upper arms were a shocking sight.

she?

Who?

Fu Sichen glanced over and saw a pretty girl with her upper body naked by the waterbed in the room. She was laughing quietly, whether she was drunk or not. Her long hair was messy and covered most of her face, so he couldn't see her face clearly.

An older woman was holding her and wrapped her up tightly, leaving only her bare shoulders exposed.

Fu Sichen's mind was buzzing, and he seemed unable to grasp the key point of the matter.

Iku

"Han Yi, what happens between me and her is none of your business. Don't forget who you are."

Yu Shinan's eyes were sharp and cold. Han Yi's concern for this woman made his expression turn cold. On what grounds did he question him?

Yu Shinan's words were tantamount to admitting everything he had done. Han Yi's temples throbbed, and he cursed fiercely before charging forward with his fists clenched as if in a frenzy.

"For Fu Sichen's sake, have you even gotten the hell out of the picture? You're just going to ruin her like that?"

To be honest, if he hadn't been caught off guard by Han Yi throwing a stool at him, even two Han Yis wouldn't have been a match for him in a real fight.

Yu Shinan had no intention of fighting him, and he only controlled his strength because he was Si Chen's husband. This mess also gave him a terrible headache, but he ended up taking a few punches from Han Yi instead. The pain on his side made him lightly press the tip of his tongue against the inside of his face, and his expression darkened.

In a fight, Han Yi posed no threat to Yu Shinan. Yu Shinan's patience was completely worn down by Han Yi's aggressive approach. Yu Shinan opened his hand to his side, then tightened it. Just as Han Yi threw a punch, Yu Shinan grabbed his arm with his five fingers like eagle claws, and pulled him to the side. At the same time, he raised his knee and pressed it down on Han Yi's arm...

"don't want!"

Fu Sichen was so shocked that he roared, his ears ringing. If Brother Nan made that move, Han Yi's arm would be ruined!

The sudden sound made Yu Shinan instinctively stop his movements. In the brief moment of hesitation, Han Yi grabbed a strangely shaped stool next to him with his other hand and chopped it down at Yu Shinan.

Fu Sichen's mind went blank for a moment. "Han Yi, stop!"

She rushed over suddenly, and Han Yi didn't see Fu Sichen coming at all. It was too late for him to stop.

Fu Sichen was so frightened that she couldn't react, watching helplessly as the chair-like object came straight at her head.

With a bang.

The sound of skin and bone colliding with a hard object, accompanied by a muffled groan from the man, hit his ears.

There was no pain as expected, but my ears were ringing, like I had tinnitus.

She was held tightly in his arms, the man's broad chest was her safest barrier, and his strong arms were wrapped tightly around him. The emergency response triggered by the pain made his bones feel like solidified vines, as if they wanted to bind her to his chest.

The scene suddenly fell into extreme silence.

Sticky liquid dripped onto her white nightgown, staining it into bright red flowers.

"Nan...Brother Nan!"

Fu Sichen screamed in shock. She tried to turn around in his arms, but he held her tightly and she couldn't move.

She suddenly burst into tears, calling out to him in a choked voice.

"I'm fine," came the low, hoarse voice from behind.

Suddenly, a heavy weight pressed down on her back. Fu Sichen hurriedly reached out to hug him, but she was too small to stand up against the man who had fallen on her!

Yu Qian rushed over and grabbed him, who was so angry that he kept shouting, "Call a doctor! Call a doctor!"

……

"I asked the doctor, and it's nothing serious. Luckily, the brainstem wasn't damaged; it's just a mild concussion, and a few stitches will do!"

Cui Wenxuan looked at Fu Sichen, "Miss Sichen, wouldn't you like to get checked out?"

Her white nightgown was stained with blood, which should have made her look disheveled and wretched, but instead it gave her a beautiful, spring-like appearance.

With her long hair flowing down her back, she sat on a bench in the hospital, her hands clasped tightly together, and shook her head.

Yu Qian cursed, "Han Yi is fucking insane! What's his relationship with that little starlet? Anyone who didn't know better would think she's his woman!"

Cui Wenxuan coughed heavily, reminding Yu Qian to say less.

But this man, oblivious to the warnings and hints, kept rambling on, "A married man like this can still so blatantly steal another man's woman! Han Yi is really something, if his wife knew about her husband..."

Cui Wenxuan slapped Yu Qian's head hard, wishing he could dig his head open to see how much tofu dregs were inside!

"shut your mouth!"

"Brother Xuan, I..." Yu Qian, who still wanted to explain and didn't think he had said anything wrong, finally received Cui Wenxuan's signal. He turned his head to look at Fu Sichen, as if he had finally remembered, "Damn, Han Yi's wife is right here."

Yu Qian opened his mouth, speechless... and finally couldn't say a word.

Fu Sichen sat motionless on the bench with his head down, seemingly not having heard a word they were saying.

Yu Qian pointed to himself and then to Fu Sichen, seeking help from Cui Wenxuan, but Xuan-ge gave him a cold look.

Yu Qian slapped himself. "Si Chen, I... I was talking nonsense!"

Fu Sichen remained motionless with his head down, showing no reaction to their conversation.

The fingers of both hands were intertwined, and there were dried bloodstains on the fingers.

Cui Wenxuan shifted her gaze from Fu Sichen to Yu Qian, "What's going on?"

In the chaos just now, we were only focused on stopping the bleeding and getting the patient to the hospital, and we didn't even have time to ask about the specifics.

"Well, that little star and my brother, you know, were in the room. Han Yi somehow found out, and then he rushed over like a madman to demand them." Yu Qian coughed lightly, his words stammering.

Fu Sichen suddenly tightened his grip on his fingers, his nails pressing into his flesh and leaving a mark.

She clenched her teeth tightly, her entire profile constricted.

Cui Wenxuan glanced at Yu Qian with reproach in his eyes. Judging from his words, he could guess most of it. It was likely that Yu Qian had used some underhanded means to get the minor celebrity involved.

Yu Qian felt his scalp tingle under Cui Wenxuan's gaze and had no choice but to confess, "My brother has feelings for that little starlet and has mentioned it several times. I'm just helping him out."

The skin must have hurt a lot from the fingernails digging into it, but Fu Sichen didn't seem to notice. Her eyes were sore and swollen.

Suddenly, she asked, "Where's Lin Yuanqing?"

With such a commotion tonight, where is she?

Yu Qian was about to speak when Cui Wenxuan glared at him and stopped him from speaking.

"Brother Nan will be out in a few stitches. This is nothing special for us. Don't worry." Cui Wenxuan bent slightly beside Fu Sichen. "I'll have someone take you home first."

He fainted.

Fu Sichen didn't leave; she had never seen Nan Ge like this before, suddenly collapsing.

That big guy, who seemed like he would never get sick or have any problems, suddenly collapsed.

"He injured his head and was dizzy for a while," Cui Wenxuan explained patiently. "I just asked the doctor, and he's fine now and has woken up."

"I'll wait for him to come out," Fu Sichen insisted.

Cui Wenxuan then stopped trying to persuade him.

It required eight stitches.

His head extended down to his neck. He leaned against the hospital bed, his brow furrowed, his eyes slightly closed. He was probably in pain, but his complexion didn't show much abnormality.

"Brother Nan," Fu Sichen leaned closer and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Yu Shinan opened his eyes and looked at her. "You didn't smash it." So there's nothing to apologize for.

Fu Sichen didn't reply; silence hung in the air.

Until the person in the hospital bed said again, "Apologize on behalf of Han Yi?"

Yu Shinan felt a tightness in his chest. He had some things he wanted to say, but he didn't know whether he should or not.

This time, Han Yi went all out for that minor celebrity. Yu Shinan could have avoided it, but Han Yi couldn't stop himself. If he had dodged, the chair would have smashed directly onto Fu Sichen.

There was no need to think twice; just protect her first.

Men don't care; they're thick-skinned and tough, so pain is nothing to them.

Fu Sichen opened her eyes to look at him, "Brother Nan, you and Miss Ruan..."

Yu Shinan had a headache. He hissed, braced his hands on the bed, and gently closed his eyes to ease the sudden pain.

Fu Sichen then shut his mouth.

She stepped forward and took his arm. "Brother Nan, lie down."

"No need, I'm not a woman, I'm not that delicate."

He waved his hand, and her hand, which was holding his arm, slipped down.

Yu Shinan looked up at her; she was wearing a bathrobe, the belt around her waist loose and slouching.

Looking from his side, it seemed he could see inside her...

Not wearing anything?

Yu Shinan quickly looked away, his gaze falling on her legs, noticing that she was barefoot on one foot.

She looked disheveled and pitiful.

Seeing her husband get into a conflict with someone for another woman would make her feel uncomfortable no matter what.

"Don't think about anything. What happened today has nothing to do with Han Yi." He offered her a rough consolation. "Go back and rest; your feet are cold."

Fu Sichen hid his bare feet behind him.

"That Miss Ruan has nothing to do with Han Yi, but she has nothing to do with you?" Fu Sichen's nose stung, and tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke.

Yu Shinan remained silent for a while, then said, "Go back and get some rest."

He didn't answer her directly.

Fu Sichen abruptly turned her face away from him, tears streaming down her face.

"Yu Qian, take Si Chen back."

Yu Qian said "oh" and came over to pull Fu Sichen, "Let's go, there's no use standing here."

Fu Sichen did not insist on keeping him and went back.

On the way, Fu Sichen looked at Yu Qian and asked, "Brother Qian, are Brother Nan and Lin Yuanqing not getting along?"

Why do you ask that?

"Then how did he end up with Miss Ruan...?"

"Hey, aren't all men like that?" Yu Qian said, then realized his words were inappropriate and turned back to comfort him, "Han Yi, don't let him get away with this. I bet he's not exactly clean outside, who knows how many women he's been hooking up with. You have to keep an eye on this man, you can't let him run wild, or things will really get out of hand. What will you do when his mistress comes taunting you? You have to keep him in check!"

Fu Sichen remained silent.

The room's decor was ambiguous and mysterious.

Waterbeds, straps, and all sorts of other things—Tao Xi had previously pointed to pictures on the promotional website and explained the couple-themed rooms to her.

Fu Sichen felt a pain in his heart.

She thought that Brother Nan and Lin Yuanqing had a good relationship, but she didn't expect that he, like other men, had feelings for pretty girls.

Han Yi lost control, naturally because he liked it.

Fu Sichen gently closed his eyes. In short, he could like any woman, but there was no one like her.

When I arrived at the farm, I ran into Han Yi in the lobby downstairs. He was on the phone, seemingly arranging to cover up the news about the fight.

There are many media reporters here, and it's likely that the news has already spread through some channels.

Looking in Han Yi's direction, Fu Sichen stopped in his tracks.

Han Yi saw her too, said a few words, hung up the phone, and came over to Fu Sichen.

Yu Qian touched his nose, meeting Han Yi's gaze that seemed to want to beat him up again. He leaned close to Fu Sichen's ear and said, "I'm leaving first. If he's going to abuse you, call me."

After saying that, he dashed away.

Han Yi looked at her, pursed his lips, and said, "I won't apologize. Do you know what he did to Wei Yue?"

"What?"

"If it weren't for her agent, Sister Fang, finding out in time and contacting me," Han Yi sneered, then suddenly cursed heavily, "Trash."

Fu Sichen couldn't stand him cursing like that. "There must be some misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Han Yi's expression turned cold. "Fu Sichen, you weren't the one who was almost tricked into bed."