488: C488 I Know You're Afraid

C488 I Know You're Afraid

Misko smelled the clean and cool scent of a youth, like the sun.

"After the chemotherapy, he lost his hair and was skinny. His facial features were concave and his face was pale and haggard. He was very ugly and could die at any time." Yaan Chenrui thought of his past self.

Only at this moment did he understand why he did not want Misko to accompany him for the reexamination.

He was worried that he would not be able to see his indicators.

He was worried that she would see those patients who were tortured by the disease because he was once one of them.

In fact, he might even return to that "group" in the future.

With this kind of him, what right did he have to like Misko?

And what right did he have to face himself, who had an evil idea about Simi?

"Yaan Chenrui, you are lying to me. That person just now was not good-looking to begin with. You are good-looking. Even if you are thin, you will not be very ugly." Misko said disapprovingly.

Yaan Chenrui was stunned because of her words. He smiled, half amused, and half self-deprecatingly. "Did you see that just now? The patient who had relapse on the hospital bed just now."

"He..." Misko thought about it." His eyes, nose, mouth, and ears are all bleeding. "

"I might be like this in the future too." Yaan Chenrui said as he observed Misko's reaction.

Misko blinked her eyes and tilted her head to look at Yaan Chenrui.

"Are you afraid?" Yaan Chenrui did not wait for Misko to speak for a long time. He also could not understand her current emotions.

Misko raised the corner of her mouth and took a step forward like a small sun. She gently hugged Yaan Chenrui.

Due to the height difference, she could only hug Yaan Chenrui's waist and pat him from behind with her small hands.

"I am not afraid. I know you are afraid." Misko comforted him, "Yaan Chenrui, don't be afraid. The doctor said you are very healthy now. Cousin Wanwan and I will help you. You will be fine."

I am afraid? Yaan Chenrui almost subconsciously mocked and retorted.

However, when he lowered his head and saw the person in his arms being so obedient and sexy, his golden curly hair rubbed against his T-shirt, and his head only reached his chest.

How could such a small person comfort him?

When he saw so many patients, saw how they bled from their seven orifices, he actually said that he was not afraid. He actually said... I will help you.

"Misko, do you know what you are doing?" Yaan Chenrui's voice was not very loud.

"I know." Misko raised her head and did not withdraw her eyes from his waist. "I am comforting you and giving you a sense of security."

Yaan Chenrui looked up at the sky and could not help but raise the corners of his mouth, but he did not dare to let the person in his arms see his smile and the tears in his eyes.

Little idiot, you do not know what you are doing.

You have no idea what kind of misunderstanding and... temptation your current actions will cause a man to have.

- -

In the next few days, the people of First-class Garden and the CEO of RK Group had gotten used to one thing.

That was, Fu Sihan taking care of Yan Wanwan was like taking care of his daughter. They were inseparable. He took care of everything by his side, bringing all kinds of top private food to the office every day. Yan Wanwan completely ignored Fu Sihan.

Fu Sihan seemed to have accepted the current situation. Occasionally, he would talk to the woman in the wheelchair. Most of the time, he would bend down and look at her. He even knelt on one knee in front of her.

His tears were indulgence and love, as well as hidden anticipation.

These expectations would turn into bubbles when Yan Wanwan did not respond.

This was the first time these people had seen such a side of the cold and hard Fu Sihan.

The higher ups of RK Group were enduring the pressure from the president almost every day, and every day, the pressure was lower than the previous day.

After some careful consideration, they once again sought help from Shang Junchi and Shao Zian.

With the lesson from the last time, Shang Junchi said that he would not aim at the gun, but after hearing the higher ups describe Fu Sihan's condition, they felt that Third Elder Brother would not be able to continue like this.

"Third Elder Brother, why don't we drink tonight?" Shang Junchi specially found Yan Wanwan to talk to Fu Sihan about sleeping in the afternoon.

"I'm not going." Fu Sihan refused without thinking.

"It's not Third Elder Brother. I know you have been in a bad mood recently. If you are not in a good mood, you have to vent. What if you keep holding it in and explode? Listen to me, relax!" Shang Junchi tried his best to persuade him.

Shao Zian nodded in agreement. "Third Elder Brother, go. There are only the three of us this time, no one else!"

After work, Fu Sihan first sent Yan Wanwan back to First-class Garden. He instructed the kitchen to prepare the dishes that Yan Wanwan liked. The dishes were mostly sour, spicy, and appetizing, and the rice was mostly porridge.

After dinner, Fu Sihan watched Yan Wanwan eat. He was like an elder supervising children who did not like to eat. This kind of thing happened every meal during this period of time.

"Young Master, you don't need to eat?" Steward Lin saw that Fu Sihan did not move his chopsticks.

After Fu Sihan said that, he gave Yan Wanwan another bowl of tonic soup.

Wanwan didn't move.

Fu Sihan looked at the bowl of cooling soup and his gaze faded. He answered Steward Lin's words just now, "No, I have to go out in a while."

He then sent a message to Shang Junchi, agreeing to drink at noon.

Half an hour after the meal, Fu Sihan brought Yan Wanwan back to the master bedroom.

"Young Master, what should we do if Young Madam continues like this? I think she has lost weight again!" Steward Lin saw Fu Sihan go downstairs and said anxiously in a low voice.

Yan Wanwan had indeed lost weight. In less than a week, her wrist bones were even more prominent. Every day when Fu Sihan hugged people, he felt that she had become lighter and her waist had become even thinner.

Fu Sihan's hand, which was hanging by his side, clenched into a fist. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, and it was only after a while that he let go.

"Uncle Lin, do you think she is using this kind of method to go against me?"

"What did Young Master say?" Steward Lin looked at Fu Sihan, who had grown from a little baby to such a big man. He knew that although he did not show it on the surface, his heart was in pain.

"Call me if you need anything. Tell the maid to watch her." Fu Sihan laughed at himself in a low voice. He bowed to Steward Lin and went out.

If it really had nothing to do with him, Steward Lin would definitely have a long speech to reason with him. But now he only said one sentence.

Whose fault was it?

Anyway, it was not Wanwan's fault.

Even if it was not his fault, someone had to bear the responsibility, right?

Wanwan drove the wheelchair to the bedside and hid behind the curtains. She quietly watched Fu Sihan drive a Lamborghini away.

Wanwan's eyes flashed.

When he went out to work, he always drove a business car or a car. He drove a sports car... He went out to play.2

- -

Shao Zian had booked a booth in the main hall of the Nine Nights. He didn't choose a private room.

When people were annoyed, they needed this kind of noisy environment in order to completely defend their minds.

The place where rich people gathered in the Nine Nights had different styles every day. Yesterday, it was bungee jumping, dancing, and showering ribbons. Today, it was pouring ice water for sex dancing, looking for excitement. Tomorrow, there might be an auction. The things being auctioned were not the proper things.

It sounded absurd, but the consumers here all liked it.

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