Spoiled Sparrow

five years ago.

Su Ruanqing knelt in front of her house and pounded on the door. She cried so hard that she couldn't utter a complete sentence until her voice became hoarse.

The door finally opened.

Her parents and younger sister, Su Jiaojiao, looked down at her with disgust, as if she were an annoying stray dog.

Su Ruanqing dragged her legs, which had gone numb from kneeling, over and grabbed Shen Zhaolan's skirt: "Mom, please don't send me away. I didn't mean to. I didn't drug my sister. I didn't push her..."

Shen Zhaolan felt a pang of pity as she looked at her daughter, whom she had raised for over ten years, behaving so humbly.

But when she turned her head and saw the wound on Su Jiaojiao's forehead that was still bleeding, she shook her head and sighed, "You should go. Our mother-daughter relationship has come to an end."

After saying that, she kicked Su Ruanqing's hand away and left without looking back.

Su Jiaojiao looked down at her and mocked, "Get lost. You stole seventeen years of my life, isn't that enough? Be content."

The thunder and the sound of the door slamming pierced her heart. The rain that day was so heavy that she couldn't hear a sound.

As she leaped into the air, she heard his voice.

"Ruan Qing, wake up!"

The man called her name anxiously, and she tried to respond, but closed her eyes helplessly.

......

"The patient has typical respiratory alkalosis, mainly caused by hyperventilation and intense emotional fluctuations in a short period of time."

Don't be too nervous. You have regained consciousness and your blood oxygen levels are normal. There is nothing seriously wrong with your body.

"After one night of observation, he can be discharged tomorrow."

Dong Chenye paused, then added, "Fu Chen, when have I ever seen you so flustered? Relax, don't press on your veins, you're getting an IV drip."

Fu Chen sat by the hospital bed, holding her hand tightly, his gaze fixed on her face, his brows furrowed.

Only after the doctor reminded him did he relax his strength slightly.

Inside the private room, half an hour had passed before he realized something was wrong. Ruan Qing had fainted by the corridor at some point, and he felt a chill of fear.

Fu Chen: "You can leave now."

Jiang Chenglang and his sister were worried that Fu Chen would lose control and cause trouble for the medical staff, so they have been following him all this way.

Outside the ward, Jiang Wenli stood there awkwardly, recalling the words she had heard from Feng Xiao during their phone call.

Jiang Chenglang: "Let's go, what are you standing there for?"

Jiang Wenli looked troubled, feeling uncomfortable keeping it all inside, so she told her brother everything.

"That's right. I didn't know she was outside at the time. She must have heard me."

"Did she faint because I said she got so excited about Fu Chen's connections that she rose to power...?"

"Jiang Wenli, where did you get your negative emotional intelligence from?"

Jiang Chenglang grabbed his sister's face and scolded her, "You'd better pray for yourself. This woman is not simple."

Look how nervous Fu Chen is, do you believe he's just playing around?

"I only found out now too, oh brother, please help me out because I'm your half-sister, I still want to keep making the show..."

There's just no way to deal with her; having such a smart but emotionally inept younger sister is a real problem.

"Get out of here, I need to think about it."

With her brother backing her up, Jiang Wenli slunk away. As soon as she left the hospital, she picked up her phone and complained to Feng Xiao, "Good heavens, I can't believe anything happens to me, it's so dramatic... She actually fainted..."

As Jiang Wenli was complaining, the person on the other end interrupted her: "Which hospital?"

"Why are you asking about this side of Qianjiang Road?"

Before I could finish speaking, the other end of the phone had already hung up.

"What the hell?"

Feng Xiao hung up the phone and rushed out of the house.

In the hospital, Ruan Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

With an IV drip sticking out of her stinging hand, she tried to pull her hand away slightly, but Fu Chen suddenly gripped it tightly.

A warm palm encircled her fingertips. She looked up and saw Fu Chen standing by her bedside.

"Why are you in the hospital?"

Fu Chen spoke with unusual gentleness, his fingertips stroking her pale face: "It's alright, you'll be fine after a couple of days of rest."

Respiratory alkalosis is an acute illness caused by intense emotional fluctuations. Fu Chen retrieved the surveillance footage from the corridor and only saw her collapse to the ground after answering the phone.

He couldn't bear to reopen her wounds, so he didn't ask.

Fu Chen gently kissed her forehead: "Even if the sky falls, I'm still here for you. Sleep a little longer."

The gentle Fu Chen was a rare sight, and Ruan Qing nodded obediently.

But as soon as I close my eyes, all I can think about is that phone call.

Her adoptive parents had ignored her for five years, but now they wanted her to go back.

Even though I knew they must have other motives, I still couldn't bear it.

Ruan Qing clenched her fingers, hesitating to speak.

She looked at Fu Chen and stammered, "Do you think it's appropriate for me to see Shen Zhaolan?"

She stopped calling them Mom and Dad after she was abandoned.

Fu Chen frowned. "They came looking for you?"

"No, they just said they wanted to see me."

It seems that the phone call was from the Su family.

If it weren't for Ruan Qing's plea, that family of three would be scavenging for trash somewhere now, and they wouldn't have had the chance to become clowns jumping around like that.

Fu Chen's eyes darkened.

Seeing that he had been silent for so long, Ruan Qing stretched out her leg to kick him, but he grabbed it with one hand.

"Even lying in a hospital bed doesn't make things easy."

Fu Chen's gaze lingered on her fair legs, and the way he swallowed betrayed his serious demeanor.

The person on the bed quickly pulled their legs back, saying, "We're in the hospital, answer me quickly."

Fu Chen leaned down and said close to her lips, "I won't stop you if you want to go, just don't come crying to me."

"Little fox, this is a private hospital, a VIP ward. Do you think I wouldn't dare?"

"I'm a patient. If you dare come near me, I'll sue you for violating a woman's will."

Ruan Qing tilted her chin up, convinced that Fu Chen wouldn't touch her. Pointing to the corner of the ceiling, she said smugly, "President Fu~ There are security cameras in the VIP ward, hehe~"

Fu Chen helplessly but affectionately tucked the blanket around him: "I'll let you off the hook today. Go to sleep and don't think too much."

Whether it was because she hadn't rested well these past few days, or because the sound of Fu Chen working on his keyboard was too soothing, Ruan Qing quickly fell asleep, covering her head and curling up in a ball.

When Feng Xiao arrived, he was stopped at the nurses' station. His forehead was still damp with a thin layer of sweat from his journey, and he anxiously inquired about the ward.

"Hello, where is Miss Ruan Qing's hospital room?"

"I'm sorry, sir, we cannot disclose patient privacy."

He sighed and hesitated for a long time before finally calling Ruan Qing.

The call was answered quickly, and he asked anxiously, "Gummy Bear, are you alright?"

After a moment's hesitation, a deep, cold voice came from the other end: "What is it?"

Feng Xiao suddenly stopped in his tracks, feeling a dryness in his throat.

This unique and powerful voice belongs exclusively to Fu Chen.

I never expected him to stay in the ward.

Feng Xiao's fingers tightened around his phone, and he silently adjusted his coat. "Mr. Fu, it's probably not appropriate for outsiders to know that you're keeping watch over my fiancée so late at night."

Fu Chen chuckled, put down his work, slowly got up, opened the door to the balcony: "Your fiancée?"

Who Feng Xiao is on is never determined by words alone.

Ruan Qing has lived here for four years, how did she become your woman?

As for your fiancée from the Su family, isn't she doing well at the Su family? Do I need to remind you?

The voice on the other end of the phone turned cold: "As long as the engagement remains valid, you have no right to stand in that position."

I can give her a formal status, can you?

"Let's wait and see."

Fu Chen uttered four words and hung up the phone decisively before the other party could speak again.

His face was grim, but he deleted the call log without changing his expression.