Spoiled Sparrow

When Fu Chen opened his eyes again, he was woken up by Chen Yan.

The entire lifeline of the Fu family is in Fu Chen's hands; he can't afford to be angered to death.

Chen Yan kept calling out to him, "President Fu? President Fu!"

His eyelids felt as heavy as lead. He slowly opened them a crack, and a large, anxious face stood before him.

"Get out of the way," he managed to utter with difficulty.

Fu Chen felt as if a block of cement was pressing down on his chest; every word he spoke caused his heart to ache terribly.

He struggled to lift his left leg, but couldn't muster any strength.

The feeling of powerlessness instantly shattered his dignity.

A group of doctors waited on both sides, and Chen Yan raised his hand, and they sat back down in their seats.

Chen Yan recalled the photos on his phone and said tremblingly, "President Fu, some things are better seen than believed. Technology is so advanced now, AI and Photoshop are very mature."

After he finished speaking, he quietly observed Fu Chen's expression.

Fu Chen pinched his thigh, which was pierced with steel nails, and remained silent.

He didn't see the screenshot that Dong Chenye sent him until he got off the plane.

My phone was stolen, but don't worry, everything is fine.

[Yun: Baby, I want to come play with you, can you give me a spot?]

Okay, when are you coming? I'll pick you up from the airport.

[Yoon: Maybe in the next day or two, what are you doing right now?]

[I'm putting on makeup; I'm going to the hospital later to pick up a report.]

[Yun: What's wrong, baby? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?]

It's nothing serious...

The time was exactly half an hour before I got off the plane.

Fu Chen raised his hand, and everyone stopped.

Chen Yan: "President Fu?"

Fu Chen recalled the string of English words on the hospital photo: "Go to MR hospital".

*

Ruan Qing finally got a good night's sleep.

I contacted Lin Yun-en as soon as I woke up this morning, which set a good tone for my whole day.

It was a cool day, so she changed into a light beige fitted knit top.

The legs, partially revealed beneath the half-slit long skirt, drew the eye to the pair of flat, low-cut shoes.

She styled her hair up and wore a delicate necklace, looking gentle and elegant.

As I stepped outside, a familiar Maybach was parked downstairs again.

He Xunnan leaned against the passenger door, one hand casually resting on the edge of the roof, his gaze fixed on her.

She approached and said, "Brother, what brings you here?"

He Xunnan opened the car door: "It's on my way, I'll give you a ride."

Ruan Qing got into the car and fastened her seatbelt.

"Thank you, brother."

He Xunnan smiled slightly: "No need to thank me, it's nothing."

In the car, Ruan Qing didn't speak, and He Xun Nan remained silent as well; the two didn't exchange a word until they arrived at the hospital.

Ruan Qing got out of the car and turned around to see He Xunnan also getting out.

"I can go by myself, no need to trouble yourself."

His voice instantly turned somber: "This is no trouble. It's my duty as your older brother to take care of you. You'll get used to it."

"Isn't your work okay? Why don't you just—" Ruan Qing politely declined.

He Xunnan cut her off before she could finish speaking: "It's alright, no one or nothing is more important than you, someone will handle it."

......

Ruan Qing took the report, and her heart finally settled down. Thankfully, she wasn't pregnant.

"I knew it! We've always used protection, how could I possibly be pregnant?"

She muttered to herself, but He Xunnan immediately dragged her to do other tests.

Ruan Qing's gaze fell on her wrist, and she couldn't quite put her finger on what was strange about it.

Fortunately, the final result was not serious, but the body was too weak and needed to be properly treated. The doctor said to maintain a stable mood.

She was exhausted after undergoing so many tests.

Sweat beaded on her forehead, and He Xun Nan gently wiped it clean.

"Thanks."

"Don't thank me, let's go, I'll take you home."

The intimate scenes between the two were like sharp thorns, piercing Fu Chen's heart.

In the distance, Chen Yan stood behind Fu Chen, pushing his wheelchair.

He wished he could immediately cover President Fu's eyes. He pushed the wheelchair, but was scolded by Fu Chen.

"stop."

His voice was low and suppressed, concealing his anger and resentment.

Chen Yan stopped and gripped the wheelchair tightly with both hands, keeping a close eye on Fu Chen's condition.

I was afraid he would faint again.

Fu Chen watched the two figures disappear into the distance and chuckled to himself, "Seeing is believing... Ha."

If he could travel back an hour, Chen Yan would really want to slap himself twice for saying such nonsense.

Now seeing is believing.

Moreover, this is the obstetrics and gynecology department...

Fu Chen watched helplessly as the two left. He lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly.

Bright red blood seeped out, staining the cloth covering her legs.

Chen Yan exclaimed in surprise, "President Fu!"

He quickly grabbed a nurse from the nurses' station to bandage Fu Chen's wound.

Ruan Qing stood in front of the elevator when a familiar voice flashed past from the crowd behind her.

She turned around abruptly and instinctively walked back towards the source of the sound.

The surrounding area was noisy, with crying, laughter, and conversations all mixed together. She looked around but couldn't find the source of the voice.

She frowned slightly and chuckled to herself.

"I'm experiencing auditory hallucinations."

Not far away, around the corner, the wheelchair sat quietly at the intersection of light and shadow.

The warm sunlight shone on his dark eyes, obscuring his expression.

How could he be worthy of seeing her in such a wretched state?

It turns out, he's already a thing of the past.

For some reason, Ruan Qing continued walking forward.

That broad, lonely figure came into her view.

That silhouette... looks like him...

The thought had barely crossed her mind when she quickly dismissed it.

impossible.

Even though I knew it was impossible, my legs still moved uncontrollably toward that person.

"Ruan Qing".

He Xunnan grabbed her wrist from behind. "The elevator's here, let's go."

"There's an urgent matter at the company that I need to handle."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Qing turned around and answered.

In those few short seconds, when she looked in that direction again, the people there had vanished.

As I got into the car, the complex emotions in my heart intensified.

"Brother, drop me off at the coffee shop up ahead."

She didn't even realize that her voice had become low.

He Xunan lowered his eyes: "Okay, be careful."

Ruan Qing got out of the car, and He Xun Nan looked in the rearview mirror at the local car that had been following them.

Anxiety gradually crept into my heart.

He tried his best to suppress the negative emotions that were about to surface, and his previously restless gaze suddenly shifted.

His eyes were filled with a mixture of amusement and murderous intent.

He dialed Han Feng's number: "Check Fu Chen's movements immediately."

He hung up the phone, a smile curving his lips into a chilling grin.

After getting off the bus, Ruan Qing went into a coffee shop.

She sat in the seat closest to the window and ordered a coffee and matcha slices.

She picked up her phone and searched for tutorials on accessing foreign websites.

I tried for a whole hour but still couldn't log in.

She opened a search engine, hesitated for a long time, and then typed in the name Fu Chen.

After thinking about it, I added the words "Fu's Group".

The internet keeps spinning, and she's losing patience.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer."

She comforted herself, and finally, three minutes later, the page loaded, and a striking headline caught her eye.

[Shocking! A marriage arranged by a wealthy family takes an unexpected turn; the truth behind it is...]