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

The air in the ward was stagnant, like still water. The occasional soft footsteps of medical staff could be heard from the corridor outside, but they did nothing to dilute the thick, tense atmosphere inside the room.

Shen Chonglu Jun's face was filled with the arrogance of a great victory, and provocation and boasting were almost etched into his bones.

Meng Zhaoyuan's face turned ashen with rage, his chest heaving violently, and his previously steady breathing instantly became chaotic.

He was furious, his eyes glaring hatefully at Shen Chonglu's hand around Song Yunqi's waist. If it weren't for the bandage wrapped around his arm, he probably would have already rolled up his sleeves and rushed at her.

Although Su Shen was unable to move on the hospital bed, his knuckles, pressed against the corner of the blanket, were pale from excessive force. He opened his mouth, but couldn't speak for a long time.

"What...what nonsense are you spouting?!"

Meng Zhaoyuan pointed at Shen Chonglu's nose, his voice trembling violently.

"What kind of taste does Yunxi have? How could he possibly be interested in a shameless scoundrel like you? You must have used some underhanded means to force him!"

Shen Chonglu didn't even lift his eyelids. Instead, he pulled Song Yunqi closer to his waist, and provocatively lowered his head to give the young man a loud kiss on his soft, reddish earlobe.

"force?"

He laughed lewdly and gleefully, his deep voice full of smugness:

"President Song is worth hundreds of billions and has shrewd methods. What do I have to force him to do? I got to this position through my own abilities! You two are blind and can't see it, but Yunqi knows it very well. I'm considerate, well-endowed, and skilled in bed..."

"Shen Chonglu! Shut up!"

Song Yunqi could no longer tolerate it.

That once cool and flawless face was now burning hot, the red spreading from her cheeks all the way down her long neck, even the roots of her ears hidden in her hair were flushed.

Hearing this scoundrel spout nonsense in front of outsiders, spilling all his private swear words, the young man felt a lump in his throat, unable to breathe properly, and completely losing face.

He suddenly raised his elbow and cleanly struck Shen Chonglu in the abdomen.

"Hmm!"

Shen Chonglu winced in pain, his tall frame immediately hunched over, clutching his stomach and taking two steps back. His previous arrogant and domineering demeanor vanished instantly.

Song Yunxi quickly broke free from his embrace, stood still, straightened her disheveled clothes, and glared at him coldly with her watery phoenix eyes.

A cold sound, audible only to two people, was squeezed out from between his teeth:

"If you say another word, you'll have to give back all the points I just added."

Upon hearing this, Shen Chonglu trembled and quickly raised his hands to cover his mouth. His two big, dark eyes blinked pitifully, and he dared not utter another syllable.

After dealing with the arrogant dog, Song Yunqi turned to look at the other two people in the ward.

Meng Zhaoyuan and Su Shen's eyes were both on him, filled with anticipation and trepidation, hoping for a negative answer.

Facing those two intense and complex gazes, Song Yunqi pursed her dry lips and almost imperceptibly stroked her lower abdomen.

He didn't directly refute Shen Chonglu's outrageous "almost boyfriend" remark. Although he felt ashamed, he knew in his heart that it was better to clarify some inextricably linked boundaries in advance.

This moment of silence and indulgence, in the eyes of the other two, was tantamount to the cruelest acquiescence.

Meng Zhaoyuan's eyes instantly reddened, his chest heaved violently, and his previous gritted teeth appearance collapsed instantly, turning into a surge of anger and grievance.

"Shen Chonglu, I'll fuck your grandpa! I'll fight you to the death!"

He roared, grabbed a water glass from the coffee table, and smashed it at Shen Chonglu's face, then swung his fist straight at the other man's face.

Shen Chonglu dodged the flying glass, which shattered against the wall. Facing the fist that was about to hit him, he snorted and raised his hand to retaliate.

"stop!"

Song Yunxi coldly stopped them and stepped between the two.

Meng Zhaoyuan couldn't stop in time, and his fist, which was flying through the air, stopped less than two centimeters from Song Yunqi's nose.

His knuckles turned white, his whole body trembled, and his eyes were filled with panic and disbelief: "Yunqi...you protected him?"

"No horseplay in the ward."

The young man stood in front of Shen Chonglu, his face displeased. He lightly touched Meng Zhaoyuan's trembling wrist with his fingertips and pressed his arm down.

Shen Chonglu's slightly upturned lips curled up a bit. Seeing his wife's slightly furrowed brows, he decided not to provoke her any further. He silently withdrew his hand, took half a step back, and stood properly, as if he hadn't been the one who had just provoked her.

Song Yunqi took a breath and turned to look at Su Shen, who was leaning against the headboard.

Su Shen watched them quietly, accepting the situation well, as she had expected it. However, the thought of such a fine cabbage as President Song being taken by a pig still made her uncomfortable.

"My relationship with Shen Chonglu is very complicated and cannot be explained in a few words."

Song Yunqi sighed softly and comforted him, "You two should focus on recovering from your injuries first. The remaining members of the Fen Mansion and the Lu family are still being dealt with. They won't let a single one go and will definitely not let you suffer in vain."

"Who cares about the Lu family!"

Meng Zhaoyuan gritted her teeth, tears welling in her eyes, glared fiercely at Shen Chonglu, then looked at Song Yunxi:

"What's so great about this little bastard? What kind of spell has he cast on you? You really want to be with him?"

Song Yunqi curled his fingers at his side. To be honest, he really hoped that his friends could approve of the partner he had chosen, but the emotional debt was indeed hard to repay, and there was really no way to have the best of both worlds.

After a moment of silence, he avoided the other person's aggressive gaze: "Let's see what the doctor says first."

Although not explicitly stated, this attitude of downplaying the issue certainly confirmed the answer.

When Shen Chonglu heard Song Yunqi defend him like this, although he maintained a sullen expression, his eyebrows and eyes revealed an undisguised smugness.

He put his arm around Song Yunqi's shoulder, his tone sounding considerate but actually full of boasting: "Alright Yunqi, you don't look well, we should go back to the hotel to rest."

"There are professional caregivers and doctors here, so we don't need to worry about it."

Song Yunqi did not refuse and let him embrace her as they walked out the door.

As I walked out of the VIP ward, I heard the dull thud of Meng Zhaoyuan kicking a trash can away, and Su Shen's noisy attempts to dissuade me.

Only after entering the private elevator did the young man raise his hand to shake off Shen Chonglu's arm, turn around and stare at him coldly.

"Is it fun?"

The elevator mirror reflected the two tall figures.

Shen Chonglu blinked, and the arrogance he had displayed when provoking his rival vanished instantly.

"Yunqi..." He tentatively reached out his finger and hooked Song Yunqi's sleeve.

"I just can't stand the way they look at you, and besides, I'm not wrong."

"Deduct thirty points." Song Yunxi uttered these words expressionlessly.

Shen Chonglu's face fell, his lips moving as if he wanted to explain: "Deducting so much? I..."

"Add another ten points," Song Yunxi said coldly.

Shen Chonglu's eyes lit up: "Ten points?"

"Deduct forty points," Song Yunqi added.

Shen Chonglu immediately zipped up his mouth, not daring to utter another sound, and stood obediently to the side, watching the elevator numbers change with longing.