Spoiled Sparrow

Zhao Xiyao was having a great time at the club late at night when she received a call from Fu Chen. She immediately abandoned her young brother and rushed to the hospital.

She hurriedly removed her smoky makeup, put on a black baseball cap and mask, wore a black coat and high heels, and strode confidently, looking just like a secret agent in an American movie.

My clingy boyfriend is still complaining on my phone.

[Zhao Xiyao! Where did you go?!]

Zhao Xiyao's new boyfriend was incredibly clingy. At first, she was still excited about it and even played along.

There's something important to do right now, and you're still making such unreasonable demands.

One word: annoying.

She picked up her phone and put it to her mouth.

"Your sister is too busy with work to comfort you. Either you comfort yourself, or you go to the next one."

Without waiting for a reply, she put her phone into her limited-edition bag and opened the ward door.

As soon as she entered the room, she turned down her voice.

"I'm not late, am I?"

Fu Chen stood up. "It's in the next ward. I'll have Chen Yan tell you the details."

Fu Chen glanced at his wristwatch: "They should be arriving soon."

After the two agreed to a fake marriage, the Fu and Zhao families kept sending people to investigate them in secret.

The Zhao family knew ten years ago that their granddaughter was a staunch advocate of remaining single, and that the people around her changed every year.

In the past, I could still discipline her a little, but now that she's grown up, I can't control her anymore. I can only follow behind her and clean up her messes.

There was no other way; Grandpa Zhao only had this one daughter, so who else could he spoil if not her?

The Zhao family has always strictly controlled the women around Zhao Xiyao, and kept the news extremely well under wraps.

Otherwise, Old Master Fu would not agree to let Zhao Xiyao enter the Fu family.

To put it bluntly, the marriage between the two families is a business transaction, especially for Fu Chen and Zhao Xiyao.

Now that she's signed the contract, she has to play the role of "fiancée" well.

"Okay, I'll be right there. Your dad's not coming in person, is he?"

Let's send an assistant to take a look.

Fu Chen: "It's hard to say."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person on the hospital bed suddenly trembled and began to breathe heavily and rapidly.

His hands, which were naturally placed at his sides, gripped the blanket tightly, and cold sweat poured from his forehead.

Fu Chen took three steps in one, grabbing the hand of the panicked person on the bed.

Ruan Qing suddenly woke up and sat up, grabbing him urgently.

Her chest heaved violently, and cold sweat instantly soaked her back.

Her moist eyes were filled with tears, and her weak breath pierced Fu Chen's most tender spot.

"Brother, don't leave me..."

Ruan Qing muttered to herself, her hands and feet stiff, unable to calm down for a long time.

Looking at her panicked and unsettled appearance, Fu Chen's hidden anger vanished in an instant, leaving only heartache overflowing in his eyes.

His strong hand cradled the back of her head, gently stroking it into the crook of her neck.

Hot, wet tears dripped onto his collarbone, and his heart ached terribly.

"Don't be afraid, big brother is here."

Fu Chen gently patted her back, soothing the startled little fox.

After a long while, the person who had been startled awake from his dream fell asleep again in his caresses.

He gently laid her down, leaned close to her wet eyes, and kissed away her tears.

After witnessing this scene, Zhao Xiyao suddenly felt admiration for Fu Chen's girlfriend.

How did you manage to turn a man like Fu Chen, who doesn't even care about blood ties, into a dog?

Looking for tutorials.

Fu Chen held Ruan Qing's hand as if no one else was around, and Zhao Xiyao couldn't help but interrupt, "Brother Chen, aren't you going to leave me to put on a one-woman show?"

"I wasn't being genuine in the past. You just need to make him believe that you were the one who had the accident last night."

"Alright."

Zhao Xiyao walked to the VIP ward that Fu Chen had arranged in advance, changed into a hospital gown, lay on the hospital bed, and looked at her phone.

Dozens of unread pop-up messages appeared on the screen.

All the messages were from my boyfriend.

Zhao Xiyao, you'll regret this!

Five minutes later.

Have you ever loved me?

Ten minutes later.

Yesterday you said you only loved me, and today this is how you treat me.

[Fine, you just want my young and strong body. Goodbye!]

Zhao Xiyao: "..."

Half an hour later, Fu Yancheng, dressed in a suit and tie, came to the hospital in person to "visit" him.

Unexpectedly, it was Zhao Xiyao lying in the hospital bed.

Zhao Xiyao, quick-witted and eloquent, recounted for a full ten minutes the thrilling love story of Fu Chen's rescue of her and her determination to stay with him for life.

Fu Yancheng couldn't get a word in edgewise and left quickly.

Just as we were finishing the scene and getting ready to wrap up, my grandfather called.

"Yaoyao, how could you keep something this big from your family! Are you alright?!"

Despite his advanced age, the old man spoke with great vigor, and the anxiety in his words was genuine.

Zhao Xiyao packed her things: "I'm fine, it's a minor issue, don't worry, you can enjoy your vacation."

"Are you really alright?" The old man didn't believe him.

Zhao Xiyao was busy having fun and casually replied, "If anything comes up, I've already asked you to send me the money."

"Hmph, heartless bastard, as long as you're alright."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xiyao was about to leave when she picked up her phone and looked at it—

[One million yuan has been deposited into your account.]

Zhao Xiyao couldn't stop smiling; she never expected to earn such unexpected wealth by faking illness!

She walked out the door with a smile, and when she looked up, she saw the back of a man.

"That back view looks familiar?"

After a few seconds of hesitation, the person had already vanished.

Zhao Xiyao didn't recognize the person and assumed that since she had many ex-boyfriends, it was normal to see a familiar figure.

*

Inside the VIP ward.

Ruan Qing, who had been in a semi-conscious state, opened her eyes. The familiar ceiling and the person beside her confirmed that she was truly awake this time.

It wasn't a dream.

She trailed off, "Brother."

A long-lost form of address.

"My brother is here."

Fu Chen gripped her hand tightly, gradually increasing the pressure.

Ruan Qing propped herself up: "Where are they? What happened?"

Sure enough, she didn't remember what happened at the time.

Fu Chen was relieved that she had forgotten the words he had blurted out in his haste.

"It's nothing serious, nothing to worry about."

Fragments of torn memories echoed repeatedly in her mind; she frowned slightly and gritted her teeth.

"What's wrong?"

Ruan Qing clutched her head in her hands, groaning in pain, "My head hurts so much, I'm so scared, I'm so scared..."

Her voice grew increasingly urgent, and her body trembled.

What exactly did He Xun Nan do to her?

Fu Chen suppressed his anger and pulled the person into his arms to comfort him.

As Fu Chen's embrace gradually stabilized, Ruan Qing's eyes welled with tears. She didn't know what was wrong with her; she felt as if something was pulling at her heart.

The man's long-lost caresses made her feel incredibly safe. She recalled that night many years ago, and tears welled up in her eyes.

He didn't blame her for overstepping her boundaries, nor did he scold her for leaving. He simply held her in his arms as he did now, tacitly approving of her actions.

Ruan Qing nestled in the man's arms, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck, indulging her physical desires.

Warm, moist lips landed on his bobbing Adam's apple...

She slowly lowered herself, but Fu Chen grabbed her hand.

His voice was icy cold: "No."