Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

Su Xiangming looked at him as well, "Otherwise, I can guarantee you won't lose your life, but I can't guarantee anything else."

It means that it must be a family with a distinguished reputation.

Su Nanqin lowered his hand, seemingly finding it amusing that even at this point, he was still using his trump card to create a turning point.

Well then, since he was able to pull the other party down from that position back then, he naturally wouldn't give him a chance to make a comeback.

To think you can use him as a puppet is wishful thinking.

"Deal." Su Nanqin barely had time to think; he had anticipated this when he came, and there would always be a price to pay.

It's just a marriage certificate, he won't lose out either way. The most important thing right now is to keep this old man in check.

Su Xiangming was satisfied.

Su Nanqin didn't want to waste any more time. His head was buzzing, and he smelled the familiar scent of blood. He felt nauseous just talking to this old man.

Putting his leg down and standing up, Su Nanqin turned around and said, "I'm going to see Grandpa on Friday."

Su Xiangming could not deny it.

The two walked into the courtyard one after the other, and Zhou Yancai hurriedly stepped forward to help them up.

Su Nanqin's tense nerves finally relaxed.

Dizziness followed, and I even staggered when I walked. I felt like I couldn't go on once I stepped outside.

Zhou Yan stepped forward, keeping a distance, and offered his hand in a gentlemanly manner, but Su Nanqin used a lever to push him away.

He made a gesture and said weakly, "It's alright."

Zhou Yan looked at the other person's increasingly pale face, and the blood that was still seeping out slightly.

For the first time, he sighed in a tone that wasn't that of a superior and subordinate, saying, "President Su, why are you doing this?"

Su Nanqin was somewhat dazed and unsteady on her feet. Only after hearing these words did she suddenly turn around and look at him.

It means this is not your business, and it also means that you've let your emotions get in the way of work.

This is something Su Nanqin absolutely cannot allow.

Zhou Yan paused, but couldn't help but continue under that gaze, "Even if you told me not to say it, boss, I still want to say it. You don't need to go to such lengths, to wrong yourself for the sake of the company. Just think, if Mr. Lu knew you were getting dressed up for this tonight, he would..."

"Enough!" Su Nanqin's tone suddenly turned cold. "Do what you're supposed to do. If I don't want him to know, he'll never know."

Zhou Yan wanted to say something, but when he met Su Nanqin's cold expression, he ultimately didn't speak.

Lu Fang went home early today and bought groceries at the supermarket beforehand. Su Nanqin has been having a poor appetite lately, so he planned to make some appetizers today.

If you have time, make some stock to nourish yourself.

The casserole hummed for several hours, and Lu Fang put the dishes he had served back into the insulated box one by one, then turned around and looked at his watch.

It's almost 10 o'clock. Su Nanqin rarely works overtime these days, and he always tells him in advance if he does.

Zhou Yan drove steadily and quickly, glancing at the back seat every now and then.

Su Nanqin seemed a little weak, sitting at one end of the back seat, lost in thought.

Zhou Yan hesitated for a moment before speaking, "President Su, why don't we go to the hospital first?"

"No need, let's go straight back." Su Nanqin's gaze was fixed on the window, not on him.

I know my own condition; it should only be a superficial injury, nothing compared to the old man's methods over the years.

The reason he felt unwell was because the rejection reaction caused by the blood and the entanglement with the night before made him feel dizzy.

As Su Nanqin thought about it, she hoped that Lu Fang would still be working overtime tonight and could still clean up the bloodstains all over his face.

The closer Su Nanqin got to the villa, the more uneasy he became, like a child who had gotten into trouble outside.

On one hand, they dared not tell the truth, and on the other hand, they were afraid of being blamed by the other party.

Su Nanqin didn't want to say it, at least not until he was completely free from Su Xiangming's control. He didn't want Lu Fang to know that he had such a cruel father.

He also agreed to the temporary marriage with Su Xiangming, and he didn't intend to alarm Lu Fang if the other party found out.

Given Lu Fang's temper, he might easily lose his temper and cause trouble for Su Xiangming. Lu Fang wouldn't be a match for Su Xiangming, and he would only create a weakness for himself.

If they weren't confident they could protect him completely, they might as well hide him and not let anyone know of Lu Fang's existence.

The black Maybach sped along the avenue, past towering buildings. Su Nanqin thought about many things, but felt somewhat tired as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

He wasn't indiscriminate; in the past, he could risk his life and fight the old man to the death.

But now that Lu Fang and Xiao Tuanzi are around, he feels somewhat constrained. More importantly, what happened last time was definitely not a coincidence.

The Su family had been peaceful under his control for many years, but Su Nanqin has become increasingly uneasy recently. What kind of conspiracy is hidden beneath this calm?

The Maybach came to a smooth stop in the villa's front yard. Zhou Yan, noticing the president's absent-mindedness, reminded him, "President Su, we've arrived. Would you like me to help you inside?"

Gathering his thoughts, Su Nanqin sat up straight: "No need. Tell the MG team to strengthen the group's information security system recently."

Zhou Yan got out of the passenger seat and bowed to open the car door for him: "Yes."

Su Nanqin's steps were still a little unsteady. When he reached the entrance hall and saw the light coming from the second floor of the villa, he suddenly felt uneasy.

Lu Fang is back?

Oh no, I didn't organize my excuse properly. I need to improvise. Su Nanqin took a deep breath.

After registering his iris, a sound came from the entrance hall, and Lu Fang put down the game controller.

"You're back? Nan Nan, I made you..." Lu Fang didn't finish his sentence before being stunned into his throat by the person in front of him.

"How did it get like this?" Lu Fang practically ran over and saw that half of the other person's face was covered in blood, and the strands of hair were stuck together and had turned black.

Lu Fang was both surprised and anxious. He didn't know the other party was doing this. His tone was urgent and sounded a bit scary.

Su Nanqin suddenly felt unable to move Lu Fang, even though he hadn't felt any pain or grievances.

But when he saw Lu Fang, he felt like his head was about to explode.

Lu Fang stood in front of him, anxiously waiting for an answer: "Where's Xiao Zhou? How could he protect someone so well that even his master couldn't be protected?"

Su Nanqin looked at Lu Fang under the warm yellow light. The other man's eyebrows were furrowed, his lips were taut, and his eyes were dark and iron-like.

With his tightly pursed lips opening and closing, Su Nanqin could not hear clearly, or perhaps he did not want to hear; he just wanted to look at Lu Fang properly.

Even without listening, he could tell what Lu Fang would say: anxious, concerned, worried, or angry.

All my emotions are for one person, for him, Su Nanqin.

This was a feeling Su Nanqin had never experienced before; it was very complex. Even though Lu Fang wanted to scold him and disregard his safety, he still felt that wherever Lu Fang was, that was home, that was safe.

It means you don't have to think about those deceitful and treacherous things.

"I'm asking you a question." Seeing that he had been standing there blankly for a long time without saying a word, Lu Fang became increasingly angry but could not suppress his worry.

A lump formed in her throat, and Su Nanqin abruptly took a step forward and threw herself into Lu Fang's arms, calling out with a nasal tone and heavy emotion, "Lu Fang..."

Lu Fang looked down at the head buried in the crook of his neck. The blood at the wound had congealed and turned black because it hadn't been treated in time. He felt anxious and heartbroken.

Su Nanqin took a deep breath, trying to absorb the reassuring scent of nicotine mixed with tobacco from Lu Fang.

It was as if only in this way could he feel at ease and let go of his fatigue and all his guard.

Lu Fang didn't know why he didn't call him immediately after the accident, or why he didn't go to the hospital, but instead let the blood seep out, which was incredibly dangerous.

Fortunately, he still knew to come back. Lu Fang didn't know what he was feeling right now, but a surge of anger was stuck in his chest.

I can't worry about that anymore.

Lu Fang suddenly scooped the person up in his arms, his brows furrowed as he looked down. "I'm asking you a question, are you mute?"

Bloodstains stained Lu Fang's white T-shirt. Su Nanqin looked at the crimson stain and whispered, "I accidentally bumped into something in the office..."

Lu Fang looked down at this liar and became even angrier. What time is it and he's still lying?

Where did he fall to get so badly injured? And why didn't you call him?

However, now was not the time to lecture someone. Without saying a word, Lu Fang carried the person and quickly walked upstairs.

Looking at Lu Fang's dark face, Su Nanqin knew he couldn't fool him and felt uneasy.

He might as well stay still and behave himself. No matter how angry Lu Fang is, he won't really do anything to him. At worst, he'll just get a scolding.

Lu Fang's face was grim, but his movements were very gentle. The wound should not be deep. After a preliminary examination, Lu Fang believed that it was because a blood vessel had been damaged that so much blood was being drawn.

The wound is on the right side of the head, and it's stuck together, making it difficult to clean.

Lu Fang brought hot water, lifted Su Nanqin onto the low sofa by the bed, and half-squatted down to clean him.

As soon as the towel was applied, Su Nanqin winced in pain, but seeing Lu Fang's expression, she dared not cry out in pain.

He gritted his teeth, occasionally letting out a muffled groan.

Su Nanqin sat upright, his hands hanging tightly at his sides, looking very obedient. Even though Lu Fang was angry and felt sorry for him, he was still more upset than angry.

"Bear with it," Lu Fang said, seemingly because the other person was in real pain but dared not groan.

He changed his position and pulled Su Nanqin into his arms, kissing her through the bloodstains to try and soothe her with a softer voice, "If it hurts, just scream, I'll be as gentle as I can."

"Hmm... I'm not afraid..." Su Nanqin was unusually obedient.

Su Nanqin did it on purpose; he knew he couldn't escape Lu Fang's questioning afterward.

So he decided to play obediently for now. Lu Fang felt sorry for him, and even if he was angry and wanted to ask more questions, he wouldn't make a big fuss.

In fact, Su Nanqin did a very good job. He was sweating profusely from the pain. Lu Fang asked him if it hurt.

He nestled in my arms and whispered, "No...it doesn't hurt..."

As she spoke, she seized the opportunity to tightly grasp the hem of Lu Fang's clothes.

Lu Fang slowed down his pace as he wrapped the wound, taking an hour to clean each one, stopping and starting intermittently.

With such an obedient and docile appearance, who could bear to be with her?