Royal View on River Min.
Du Jinghuai received the photos sent by the big Young Master, carrying the big Young Master’s furious message.
Maliciously hurting people, right? You just wait, you’re done for!
Du Jinghuai didn’t pay attention to what Feng Ce said. His gaze was completely drawn to the hand in the photo.
It was Li Jing’s hand, the tip of her finger was a crimson red, the cut she got from picking up glass. It was more serious than he imagined.
But it was true, she bled a lot that day—there were still specks of blood on the floor of his living room, which he deliberately didn’t clean up.
Li Jing’s hands were incredibly beautiful.
Her skin was white and translucent, her knuckles were slender and even, her fingertips were naturally tinged with a healthy pink, but because of the destructive wound, they were stained with a sense of brokenness like withered flowers.
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Du Jinghuai lowered his gaze, the shattered moon-shaped ornament was still lying on the ground.
The broken glass was stained with dried blood.
Du Jinghuai didn’t know if he was looking at the object Ye Yan had given him, or at the traces Li Jing had left behind.
He just felt, it was beautiful…
—Du Jinghuai’s favorability +2%
Li Jing received a system prompt.
Hee hee, good.
Current progress: Number One 60%, Number Two 60%, Number Three 47%.
Everyone was in place, we could welcome back the big leek.
The system deeply sighed, “A fake wound can attract two male leads, it’s truly amazing! This cheat is truly mastered by you!!!”
Li Jing looked at the small flip phone and shook her finger.
nonono, she could still attract one more ^_^
At this time.
In a castle across the ocean.
Behind Ye Yan, the maids were busy moving around, packing Ye Yan’s luggage.
She was holding her phone, talking softly to Fu Lingchu.
“I told you not to work so hard, but you wouldn’t listen…”
“You only think about caring for me, have you taken good care of yourself?”
“Now you’re sick and tired, and I can’t even be by your side.” Ye Yan complained with a touch of childishness.
But how could Fu Lingchu blame her? Her gentle words greatly comforted the man’s heart, and his reply became even more tender.
However, the male leads didn’t know that while Ye Yan said she couldn’t be by his side, she had already quietly made preparations to return to China.
Returning to China posed some risk to her health, but the biggest risk for her was losing those three men.
After all, she was also nearing the age to get married, it was time to choose the most outstanding man from her web, and entrust her wealthy and prosperous life to him.
This sudden incident of hers would definitely make them miss her and feel guilty.
Returning to China at this time would definitely be a huge surprise.
Fu Lingchu hung up the phone with a heart full of tenderness.
Then he glanced at the electronic thermometer, 37. 8 degrees, a low fever.
Fu Lingchu’s work intensity had always been very high, he was the type who would work himself to death. And recently, his emotions had been fluctuating greatly, and his diet had been irregular, which led to him getting sick.
Actually, a low fever wasn’t a big deal for someone who maintained a regular fitness routine like him, but being comforted by Ye Yan naturally made him feel very good.
However, Fu Lingchu stared at the phone for a while, feeling like something crucial was missing.
Fu Lingchu tried to work, but he couldn’t focus.
Until the end of the day, he finally found that crucial point from his jumbled thoughts—
He picked up his phone and sent a text message to the small flip phone.
I’m sick.
He was already used to sending out a short instruction and then waiting for Li Jing to appear.
But this time, Fu Lingchu had a certain expectation in his heart.
He knew Li Jing would come. Because he was sick.
After a while, Li Jing replied to him for the first time using that old small flip phone.
Fu Lingchu immediately picked up his phone—
Li Jing: “President Fu, have you prepared the money?”
Fu Lingchu paused, then gave a faint smile.
Still putting up a front, still pretending.
Then let her pretend.
After all, the one thing he didn’t lack was money.
Fu Lingchu: Don’t worry.
Li Jing, feeling completely reassured, put away her small mobile phone and prepared to “harvest the leeks”: “Alright.”
The bodyguards were all familiar faces, so Li Jing got into the car with ease. The car drove towards the suburbs.
She had been to Feng Ce’s house and Du Jinghuai’s house, but this was the first time she was going to Fu Lingchu’s.
After about forty minutes, the car stopped in front of a large iron gate with European-style carvings.
Li Jing got out of the car and took a look. Fu Lingchu’s house was actually a luxurious manor!
Even from the entrance, one could feel the vastness of the land. There was a meticulously designed and maintained fountain garden, with flowers and branches concealing the luxurious and classical European architecture hidden deep within. Every detail reflected the owner’s wealth.
Li Jing’s teeth itched with envy.
These damn capitalists, she didn’t even have her own house yet!!
She was about to burst with jealousy!
After being led in by the butler, she went through several doors before finally entering Fu Lingchu’s bedroom.
The man was leaning against the headboard, his dark eyes looking over, a hint of certainty in the corner of his lips.
He knew Li Jing would come.
The butler and the servants discreetly withdrew, leaving only Fu Lingchu and Li Jing in the vast room.
Li Jing clenched her tattered sleeve, her voice laced with envy: “President Fu’s house is really rich.”
Fu Lingchu knew she was being deliberate, so he also gave a cold smile: “Don’t you just want money? - Come and take care of me.”
Li Jing took a deep breath and walked over.
Several open medicine boxes were scattered on the bedside table, the medicine plates were scattered in disarray. It seemed that the male leads in ancient novels all had this problem. If the female lead wasn’t around, they wouldn’t take their medicine properly.
Next to it was a note written by the Fu family doctor. Li Jing picked it up and read it.
Fu Lingchu was watching her.
Her face was still pale. She had been staying at Du Jinghuai’s place for a few days, seemingly not living much better. However, she was still extremely beautiful, from the deliberately cold corners of her eyes to her pale lips, all carrying a beauty that no one else could match.
She had a circle of band-aids on her fingertips, she didn’t know where she had bumped into, so that delicate beauty was further enhanced by a clumsiness and innocence that was very much like her.
After reading the instructions, Li Jing prepared the medicine one by one and handed it to Fu Lingchu along with a water cup.
“Take it,” Li Jing said deliberately coldly.
Fu Lingchu’s lips curled slightly.
Her coldness, however, carried an undeniable concern. Even if she pretended not to care, the clues were still obvious.
Li Jing watched Fu Lingchu finish his medicine and then took his temperature again. These were all very simple procedures, but she did them meticulously.
Fu Lingchu watched her the whole time.
After she was done, Li Jing walked back to Fu Lingchu and held out her hand: “Fee.”
The system was dying of laughter: “You really want it!”
Fu Lingchu’s eyes were deep.
It was he who had started it this way, using money to define the relationship between him and Li Jing. So she was clumsily imitating him, trying to break free from her own heart, wasn’t she?
Fu Lingchu felt a strange bitterness in his heart, but it was also mixed with a faint sweetness.
—Fu Lingchu Favorability +2%
Li Jing: ?? But I really need it.
Okay, then give him another blow.
The atmosphere between the two was silent. When the butler came in to change Fu Lingchu’s water to a new cup of warm water, Li Jing got up, picked up her cloth bag, and prepared to leave.
Fu Lingchu’s gaze immediately followed her, “You’re leaving?”
Perhaps it was because the medicine was starting to take effect, Fu Lingchu’s head felt a little heavy. In this hazy feeling, he inexplicably wanted to indulge his emotions, so he grabbed Li Jing’s wrist.
“I’m not well yet,” he said.
This was a side of him that he would never show in front of Ye Yan. In front of Ye Yan, he was the powerful, omnipotent Fu Lingchu.
He was sweating, and it wasn’t comfortable.
Fu Lingchu stared at Li Jing: “Get me some clothes to change into.”
Changing clothes was too intimate, Li Jing instinctively wanted to refuse: “No—”
Fu Lingchu: “Don’t you want the money?”
Since she was going to pretend, he could play along.
Li Jing clenched her fists: “How much are you going to give me?”
Fu Lingchu said in a deep voice: “Come here.”
Li Jing took heavy steps and walked back to the bedside. She seemed calm, but the hand reaching for Fu Lingchu’s shirt buttons was trembling.
One, two, three.
Underneath the clothes, the man’s strong body gradually emerged. His chest and abdominal muscles were extremely defined, with a strong hormonal tension that hadn’t diminished in the slightest due to his illness.
Fu Lingchu looked at her maliciously: “Can you even undress people? Have you never undressed someone before?”
Li Jing abruptly pressed her lips together.
Just as she was about to help Fu Lingchu take off his clothes, Fu Lingchu grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.
The girl was caught off guard and fell onto his legs.
As she raised her hand, she revealed the thin waist under her clothes, a white, narrow, and tough section—
Fu Lingchu’s pupils constricted.
A wound!
She had been injured like this?
In a flash, several thoughts raced through Fu Lingchu’s mind, finally settling on one—
Was it Du Jinghuai?!
Li Jing seemed to realize something and quickly pulled down her clothes, trying to get up: “You, you continue to rest, I’m going to leave…”
At that moment, Fu Lingchu saw his own baseness.
She had been bullied so miserably, she was clearly injured, yet she still came to take care of his insignificant low-grade fever.
“…Does it hurt?”
By the time he realized it, Fu Lingchu had already asked this question.
This was not something Fu Lingchu would normally say.
Li Jing, however, was suddenly stunned, as if no one had ever cared if she was in pain.
Even growing up so adrift and alone, perhaps few people cared if she was hungry or if she was doing well. Yet because of her face, he had selfishly dragged her into the game of the wealthy.
So…love was enduring your own pain to care for him. Fu Lingchu’s cold and heartless heart seemed to experience love.
—Fu Lingchu Favorability +5%
“I…I’m sorry.”
Fu Lingchu apologized for the first time in his life.
The force was overwhelming.
The girl in front of him suddenly burst into tears.
Li Jing was quite satisfied with her performance in this plot point, because the emotional contrast before and after was very effective in pulling the emotional line, almost able to pull Fu Lingchu straight into the abyss!
The only dissatisfaction was—President Fu, was this all the sincerity you have in your apology???
Li Jing wiped her face haphazardly, then stood up, her voice choked with tears: “I’m going home!”
But the moment she said it, she seemed to feel lost as well.
Fu Lingchu knew that she…where could she go?
Her own home only had a crazy gambling uncle who exploited her.
In the school dormitory, there was a dirty cot and classmates who weren’t friendly to her.
As for going to Du Jinghuai’s house…the scars on her body already showed what kind of hell that was.
The world was vast, but there was nowhere to accommodate her.
Fu Lingchu clearly read all the emotions on her side profile, because no one understood Li Jing’s situation better than he did.
“Stay—” Fu Lingchu grabbed her wrist.
He didn’t need to suppress her love. He could take charge of everything.
However, the girl seemed to be on the verge of collapse, holding her head and shouting: “Enough! I just want you to let me go! Okay? Fu Lingchu, let me go…”
Fu Lingchu felt a burning sensation somewhere, whether it was in his chest or his eyes, he didn’t know.
He only knew that he couldn’t let go.
—Fu Lingchu’s favorability +1%
—Fu Lingchu’s favorability +2%
Holy crap, it’s almost 70%! My old bro!!!
In this melodramatic game of love, Fu Lingchu had finally fallen completely.
The wheels of the plot were slowly rolling on.
His phone was ringing, it was the time reminder he set, Ye Yan’s wake-up time had arrived.
At the same time, there was a new message notification on WeChat, it was from Ye Yan, whom he had pinned to the top of his list—
She said: Lingchu, I’m back.
This should have been news that would shock the entire wealthy circle and make him ecstatic.
However, Fu Lingchu didn’t look.
His gaze was fixed deeply on the person in front of him.
“I… can give you a home,” his voice was hoarse.
—Here it comes! The classic line of the male lead in an old-fashioned novel!
Give you a home!
As if!
Later, all the male leads wanted to give her a home, so it was a bidding war! Highest bidder wins!
Li Jing shook her head violently, her loose hair flying in the night sky, like a homeless bird.
Fu Lingchu had given her a net, but she dared not jump down.
He endured the increasingly clear heartache, his voice hoarse: “I’ll give you a home, you don’t need… to wander anymore.”
Stay by his side, love him like this.
Then he would also love…
The girl raised her blurry tearful eyes, still stubbornly mocking—
“Give me a home? Is it a property deed?”
Fu Lingchu was already too weak to think about her pretense.
Because he seemed to be unable to pretend himself either.
“Yeah, anything.”
“It’s all yours.”
Li Jing: Okay ^_^
Author Note:
God: ? What are you thinking about.