Spoiled Sparrow

No?

Ruan Qing shook her ears to make sure she hadn't misheard.

She pretended not to hear and continued.

Fu Chen leaned back slightly, pressing down on his chest.

The refusal was very clear.

Ruan Qing looked up at him, her ears clearly red as if they were about to bleed.

She withdrew her hand, leaned against the hospital bed, and her thoughts wandered.

Sure enough, she had crossed the line.

They've already broken up, so it's normal for him to refuse.

Ruan Qing apologized for her momentary impulse.

"Sorry, I was half asleep and forgot you were getting married."

Fu Chen stood up, suppressing the urge to make her cry, and said in a hoarse, low voice, "Take care of yourself and get some rest."

As he spoke, he turned to leave.

Ruan Qing blurted it out almost subconsciously.

"Don't go, stay here with me, okay?"

She didn't want to be all alone in the ward; the fear hanging over her lingered.

Fu Chen's Adam's apple bobbed as he lowered his head to suppress his urge.

"it is good."

Although he agreed, he didn't sit by her bedside. Instead, he stayed far away from her, crossing his legs and working.

This feeling is strange.

Fu Chen held his laptop, but he had no interest in working at all.

Ruan Qing's lingering scent lingered on his neck and nose. When he closed his eyes, all he could see was her face; when he opened his eyes, he could meet her gaze.

He could only pretend to be staring intently at the computer to distract himself.

The wounds on his body from being hit by the steel rod had not yet healed, and the new scars on his chest were shocking.

She felt scared and guilty.

*

Looking at his injuries, He Xunnan dialed his assistant Han Feng's number.

"Arrange for Louis to come to China immediately."

Han Feng paused, his hand gripping the phone. "President He, you—"

Before he could finish speaking, He Xunnan had already hung up the phone.

He hadn't seen Louis for a long time, or more accurately, "him".

He had no recollection of what happened last night.

But Fu Chen's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he looked at him...

He Xunnan got up to leave, but was stopped by Fu Chen's men.

On the other side, Fu Chen, who had received the message, came out and looked at He Xunnan with a meaningful gaze.

"Mr. He, where are we headed?"

He Xunnan straightened his back: "Is it any of your business?"

"What happened last night... Mr. He, are you just going to let it go like that?"

He Xunnan's eyes darted around as he tried to recall what Fu Chen had said, but he couldn't remember anything at all.

He maintained a smile throughout: "President Fu, the projects of Yantu and Yuanhe are already in the execution phase, and I don't think I have any extra time to waste here."

The threatening undertone in the words was already obvious.

Fu Chen took a step back, gesturing for him to leave.

He put his hands in his pockets, his face full of disdain: "President He, I think you should worry about yourself first, rather than the company's projects."

"By the way, let me give you one more piece of advice."

"No matter who you are, Ruan Qing—you can never take her away."

He Xunan paused, leaving behind two words of disdain.

"Is that so?"

"Let's wait and see."

*

next day

The pungent smell of disinfectant in the hospital was unbearable, so Ruan Qing checked out early.

Dong Chenye insisted on giving her a ride since he was going that way, and after she refused twice, he finally agreed.

In the back seat, Ruan Qing leaned on Lin Yun'en's shoulder.

"What's wrong, baby? Are you still feeling unwell?"

Ruan Qing gently rubbed her chin: "No."

She decided to go to the police station today to have her blood sample taken for DNA testing and to have it entered into the database, because she didn't want to live in ignorance any longer.

Ruan Qing: "Dr. Dong, I'll get off at the Huaxi Road intersection. Thank you for your help."

"It was just a small favor."

Lin Yun'en was a little unhappy: "I want to log off too."

Ruan Qing turned her head to look at her and said softly, "I can go by myself. You and Dr. Dong can have some alone time."

"No, you can have men anytime, but you have to be there for your sisters when they need you."

Although Lin Yunen didn't speak loudly, Dong Chenye heard every single word clearly.

Ruan Qing turned to look at him, but he didn't say anything.

They soon reached the intersection and got out of the car.

Lin Yun'en walked to the driver's seat and lowered her head.

"I want a kiss~"

Dong Chenye remained unmoved. He intended to ignore her for three seconds to show his displeasure, but Lin Yun'en turned around and was about to leave.

He quickly reached out and grabbed her hand, "Kiss."

With just a simple and straightforward word, Ruan Qing, who was watching the scene unfold, could clearly detect the hint of jealousy in his voice.

Having finally received a kiss, Dong Chenye could only watch helplessly as his girlfriend took Ruan Qing's arm and walked away, chatting and laughing.

He didn't even turn his head.

Dong Chenye pressed the tip of his tongue against his back teeth and quickly typed a line on his phone—

The person has been delivered to you.

[Your wife kidnapped my wife, C]

Give me back my wife!

The other party replied almost instantly.

【roll.】

Dong Chenye turned off his phone and called the director: "Teacher, I'm not taking leave anymore, I need to go to the hospital immediately."

What's the point of taking a vacation when your wife has already been kidnapped? It's pointless.

......

After getting out of the car, the two quickly walked to the entrance of the police station.

"Hello, where do I register my DNA blood sample for database entry?"

Young policewoman: "Wait a moment, sit there for a while."

Lin Yun'en sat down next to Ruan Qing and looked around.

"You know what, this is probably my first time at the police station, and I'm a little scared."

"What's there to be afraid of if you haven't done anything wrong?"

A deep, steady male voice came from behind.

The two turned around at the man's voice and saw a young man in a hat.

He was tall and straight, and under the brim of his hat was a striking face with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and distinct features.

If they appeared in a movie or TV series, they must be a big shot with a certain status.

The policewoman pointed at them and said, "Officer Zhang, these are the two of them."

Zhang Yao walked in, his tone crisp and decisive: "Who wants to do it?"

Ruan Qing immediately replied, "Me."

"Come in with me. Unauthorized personnel are outside."

Ruan Qing confirmed that he spoke normally, but there was always an invisible sense of oppression about him.

The two sat facing each other one-on-one in the office.

Zhang Yao handed the form to her.

"Please fill in the basic information."

Ruan Qing took the form with both hands, somewhat embarrassed: "Officer, could I borrow a pen?"

uncle?

Wait, this staff member in front of her shouldn't be much older than her. Isn't it impolite for her to call him "uncle"...?

The phrase "police uncle" comes out of my mouth like a stratum code.

She quickly corrected herself: "Sir, Commander, no... Officer, could I borrow a pen?"

Zhang Yao: "..."

He casually picked up a pen from the pen holder and handed it to her.

"Fill it out."

"Okay, okay."

Ruan Qing was so embarrassed she almost scratched a hole in the floorboards.

She sat on the stool, feeling extremely uncomfortable, and quickly filled out the form.

She respectfully picked it up with both hands and handed it to Zhang Yao, saying, "Thank you for your help."

"Okay, go wait outside."

"Okay, thank you."

Zhang Yao took the form she had filled out and examined it carefully.

His sharp gaze suddenly stopped on a line of words, he paused, and called out to her.

"Your adoptive mother is Shen Zhaolan?"

Upon hearing this, Ruan Qing turned around in confusion: "Yes, is there a problem?"

Zhang Yao's gaze suddenly turned cold and stern, the oppressive feeling intensifying: "Whatever your questions are, discuss them in the interrogation room."

Ruan Qing: ?!