The heartless beauty is addicted to being licked by a seemingly obedient and loyal dog.

Song Yunqi narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, her eyebrows raised coldly, and her voice carried a hint of displeasure:

"Hey, Mr. Shen, are you trying to teach me how to do things?"

The man, who had been so aggressive just moments before, instantly went silent, transforming into a docile dog, waving his hands and begging for mercy.

"How could I dare, Mr. Song? I was just confused because I was worried. I'll do whatever you say. If you say go east, I'll definitely go west."

Song Yunqi snorted coldly, brushed his hand away, and walked straight towards the black van waiting outside the hospital.

The private airline application had already been completed.

As the plane took off, the clouds outside the window were edged with gold by the sunlight.

Shen Chonglu stayed by Song Yunqi's side the whole time, sometimes wrapping her tightly in a blanket, sometimes bringing her warm, stomach-soothing soup. He was as attentive as a servant attending to his master, and didn't give Song Yunqi the slightest chance to lash out.

Two hours later, the plane landed smoothly on the rooftop helipad of the private hospital in Haishi.

Walking through the corridor and pushing open the heavy door of the VIP ward, the scene inside immediately came into view.

Meng Zhaoyuan was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, eating an apple. Apart from a few bandages wrapped around his wrists, he was lively and energetic.

Su Shen, however, was not in good condition. His face was slightly pale, and he had an oxygen tube inserted into his nose. His breathing was heavy and rough in his sleep.

Hearing the door open, Meng Zhaoyuan turned around, nearly dropping the apple in his hand.

"Yunqi?!"

He jumped to his feet, his eyes gleaming with unbelievable joy, and took a step forward, ready to rush over:

"Why did you come all this way yourself? Didn't you say you were injured in Myanmar?"

However, he had only taken two steps when Shen Chonglu naturally stepped in front of Song Yunxi, coldly separating the two.

Meng Zhaoyuan stopped in his tracks, his face instantly darkening as he glared angrily at Shen Chonglu: "Why are you blocking my way?"

"You're moving too much; if the wind picks up, it will blow Yunqi away."

Shen Chonglu was self-righteous and didn't even bother to glance at him. He simply turned around and carefully helped Song Yunqi to sit down on the single sofa in the ward.

Hearing a noise, Su Shen slowly opened his eyes from his hospital bed.

The moment he saw Song Yunxi, his previously dull eyes suddenly lit up. He struggled to sit up, but accidentally aggravated his injury, causing his brows to furrow violently and letting out a suppressed groan.

"Don't move." Song Yunqi quickly stopped him and got up to walk to the bedside.

Su Shen looked at the young man so close to him, his Adam's apple bobbing, his lips, chapped from a high fever, opening and closing slightly.

"Mr. Song... I'm sorry, it seems I've been exposed at the mansion... Has this implicated you?"

"I'm fine."

"It's my fault for dragging you into this. I angered Lu Jinci, which caused him to take his anger out on you. It's all my fault."

Song Yunqi sat down on the examination chair by the bed, her gaze falling on Su Shen's hanging medical record card, her brows furrowing tightly.

Su Shen was seriously injured. He choked on dirty water when he was thrown into the river, which caused severe acute pneumonia. In order to avoid the Lu family's lackeys, they dared not go to the hospital and only relied on the basic medicines provided in the villa for treatment. He has been suffering from a high fever ever since.

There was also a large, horrific bruise on his lower back, and multiple fractures in his spine—caused by being forcibly trampled on.

Song Yunqi knew that he had been hurt because of her, and a heavy sense of guilt welled up in her heart.

Su Shen seemed to sense his emotions, forcing a gentle smile, her voice hoarse like the grinding of sand:

"Don't blame yourself. My life is worthless. Before I met you, I never thought I could escape from Pink Mansion."

"This is the best possible outcome."

He spoke with utmost sincerity, his deepest emotions revealed without any attempt to conceal them.

Meng Zhaoyuan also came over to look Song Yunxi up and down, his tone tinged with curiosity:

"Yunxi, it's you who looks so pale?"

"Is the injury serious?"

Faced with her friend's concerned inquiry, Song Yunxi lowered her eyelashes, and the fingertips resting on her knees twitched almost imperceptibly.

He didn't want to hide the secret of his pregnancy, but the fewer people who knew, the better, so he gave a vague response:

"It's nothing. I was just too anxious because I hadn't heard from you guys before, which made me feel unwell."

Song Yunxi could sense the sourness and hostility emanating from Shen Chonglu, fearing that this brat would speak recklessly. She quickly said:

"Feel sorry."

It wasn't specified which event it was, but everyone present knew it.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Su Shen tried to reach out and touch him, but was stopped in mid-air.

Shen Chonglu stepped forward, calmly pulling Song Yunqi to his side, and casually shoved an apple into Su Shen's hand, his tone carrying an undeniable domineering air:

"Take good care of yourself and recover. I'll cover your medical expenses. You can stay in the hospital as long as you want. Yunqi has just been discharged and shouldn't stay in such an unlucky place as a hospital ward for too long."

"Then we'll be going now."

As he spoke, the man exerted a little force, forcibly pulling Song Yunqi up from the chair, and then wrapped his arms around the young man's waist, pulling him half-into his embrace.

Seeing this, Meng Zhaoyuan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and he angrily threw the apple core at him:

"Shen Chonglu! Let go! What are you doing, hitting me like that?! You shameless bastard!"

Su Shen's expression also changed, but he didn't react too violently. He just stared quietly at the hand that Shen Chonglu had around Song Yunqi's waist, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

The atmosphere in the ward suddenly plummeted to freezing point, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder.

Song Yunxi felt a slight pain from the iron-like arm around his waist. He frowned and glanced at Shen Chonglu.

Shen Chonglu was clearly feeling guilty, so he quickly loosened his grip and dodged the apple core that was hitting him.

He looked down at his two rivals with disdain, his dark eyes filled with contempt and contempt, and his first words were provocative:

"I'm Yunqi's handpicked boyfriend, understand? Two losers!"

"Besides, I was hugging Yunxi, not you two. Yunxi hasn't even reacted yet, what's the rush for you two?"

Meng Zhaoyuan refused to believe it, immediately slamming his fist on the table and shouting angrily, "How could Yunxi possibly choose you as her boyfriend?! You, the only son of the richest man, concealed your identity to come to Yunxi's side; you clearly have ulterior motives! I don't agree!!"

"Me, harboring ulterior motives?! You're clearly just being a sour grapes!! What right do you have to disagree? Disagreeing won't change anything! Just you wait!!!"

"Yunqi's face is so kissable, her hands are so easy to touch, her waist is so easy to hug, her legs are so easy to hold..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, too bad, only I can kiss, touch, hug, and embrace her!"

Seeing that his words were becoming increasingly outrageous, Song Yunqi felt both ashamed and angry, and gritted her teeth inwardly.

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