"Let me in, I need to see Yan Yan!"

"What are you doing?!"

"Let's talk this out, don't resort to violence!"

Gu Fei was sitting at his desk conducting an online meeting when a noisy commotion suddenly broke out outside. The voices sounded somewhat familiar, and he frowned slightly in annoyance, his expression suddenly turning cold and stern.

Meanwhile, the subordinates attending the meeting had already learned to read people's expressions. At times like this, they had to be extremely careful and not to anger Master Gu.

The subordinate who was giving the report was so frightened that he immediately shut up, trembling with fear that he had said something wrong that displeased the man.

Should he continue reporting?

Just then, Mr. Gu spoke up, "Excuse me, the meeting will be paused for ten minutes."

After speaking, Gu Fei turned off the video and microphone with a cold face.

The people in the other conference room breathed a sigh of relief.

"When will Young Master An finally wake up? Master Gu's complexion is getting worse every day."

"I thought I said something wrong just now, and my heart is still racing."

"The president's wife is awake, and now we can finally have some good days! I don't want to face the boss's cold face every day, no matter how good-looking she is!"

"Sigh... Master Gu is only gentle when he's with Young Master An."

"It's not just being gentle, it's giving all of its gentleness to Young Master An!"

...

Just as Gu Fei stood up, the tall bodyguard knocked on the door and entered, bowing slightly and speaking respectfully, "Mr. Gu, there is a man outside who wants to see Young Master An."

"Okay." Gu Fei followed the bodyguard out.

Wen Yan was stopped outside by two bodyguards. When he saw the man coming out, he pushed the bodyguards aside without a second thought and swung his fist at Gu Fei's face.

Before Gu Fei could dodge, the bodyguard beside him grabbed Wen Yan's arm, twisted his hands behind his back, and easily subdued him.

Wen Yan struggled violently, "Let go, let me go!"

Gu Fei looked at him indifferently, his eyes as cold and sharp as a knife, making people shudder. Wen Yan was stunned.

Gu Fei instructed, "Release him, and you can all leave now."

"Yes." The bodyguard released Wen Yan and turned to leave.

Wen Yan immediately walked quickly towards the hospital bed. Upon seeing the quiet and fragile young man lying on the bed, his eyes couldn't help but redden. "Yan Yan..."

He knelt down, about to reach out and shake the young man's hand, when a calm, cold voice stopped him: "You have no right to touch him."

Wen Yan's hand froze in mid-air, and he finally hesitated before withdrawing it. He stood up, looked at the sleeping young man in front of him with heartache, and clenched his fist.

"Gu Fei, is this how you protect Yan Yan? Lying in a hospital bed, unconscious, he might never wake up again!" Wen Yan sneered. "You say I have no right to touch him, then what right do you have to say that to me?"

"Come out." Gu Fei turned and walked outside.

He didn't want to discuss such trivial matters with Wen Yan while she was with Yan Yan.

Wen Yan glanced at the person on the hospital bed again before following Gu Fei out. The corridor outside was quiet. As soon as he stepped out, he was punched in the face.

The force of the blow was considerable. Wen Yan groaned in pain, and before he could recover, Gu Fei grabbed his collar and raised his knee to strike him in the abdomen.

Wen Yan's face contorted in pain. "Gu Fei, you!"

Gu Fei had been holding back his anger for a while, and Wen Yan just happened to come to him, so how could he let her go so easily?

Wen Yan was no match for Gu Fei at all. He was beaten black and blue and had no power to fight back. In the end, Gu Fei kicked Wen Yan to the floor, like a stray dog.

“This is all you owe him.” Gu Fei knelt down, grabbed Wen Yan’s collar, and said slowly, “You haven’t forgotten what you did to him before, and who gave you the face to appear in front of him.”

“You…” Wen Yan looked at him in surprise, “Yan Yan told you everything?” Gu Fei already knew about the past life?

Gu Fei remained noncommittal. "What do you think?"

Wen Yan's eyes were filled with complex emotions as she murmured softly, "He even told you about this..."

Gu Fei released his grip, stood up, and looked down at him with a cold gaze as if he were looking at a clown. "Mr. Wen, I hope you have some self-awareness. Next time... it won't be so simple."

After saying that, the man turned and went into the ward.

Wen Yan struggled to his feet, supporting himself against the wall. He wiped the blood from his lips, looked at the closed door, and smiled bitterly, hissing in pain as the movement aggravated his wound.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed no match for Gu Fei.

This person is outstanding in every way, even his feelings for Yan Yan are more affectionate and loyal than his own, for both lifetimes... He lost, lost completely.

In any case, he could only pray that Yan Yan would be safe and sound. Even if he could never see Yan Yan again in this life, as long as Yan Yan was safe and happy, that would be enough.

Time passed day by day.

Twenty days have passed since An Qingyan fell into a coma.

The online buzz has gradually died down, but many netizens are still discussing the matter, and fans are praying for An Qingyan every day.

Besides Gu Fei staying by his side in the ward, the An family members would come to visit An Qingyan every day and talk to him, even though he might not be able to hear anything.

Seeing Gu Fei growing thinner and thinner by his bedside, An Jing couldn't bear it. He had actually made the worst-case scenario plan, even though he didn't believe it.

"Gu Fei, if Yan Yan really doesn't wake up..." An Jing sighed almost inaudibly, hesitating to continue, "Would you give him up and be with someone else?"

"No." Gu Fei spoke almost subconsciously. He looked gently at the young man sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed, a trace of sorrow in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I will stay by his side until he wakes up."

An Jing knew his friend's personality very well: firm and stubborn, he would always keep his promises, no matter what anyone said.

"Yes, he will wake up."

"It's Yan Yan's good luck to have met you."

Gu Fei: "It's also my luck."

An Jing remained noncommittal. He knelt down in front of the hospital bed, gently touched the boy's head, and said softly, "Yan Yan, we've all been waiting for you. You've slept long enough."

"Then, Gu Fei, I'll head back now."

"Um."

An Jing turned and went out. He stood in the corridor, silently looking up at the sky outside, trying to force back the tears welling up in his eyes.

"Hey, you're not crying again, are you?"

An Jing turned his head and saw that Lu Yuqi had arrived at some point and was standing about two meters away from him, arms crossed, arrogantly saying, "You can lean on my shoulder for a while."

An Jing strode over, opened his arms and pulled the person into his embrace, their chests pressed tightly together, as if they could feel each other's pounding heartbeats.

"Lu Yuqi".

"Um?"

"Lu Yuqi".

"Yes, I'm here."

"Lu Yuqi".

"...I am here, I have always been here."

...

Night fell.

Gu Fei sat by the hospital bed, holding An Qingyan's hand, talking to himself.

“Baby, don’t find Fei Ge annoying. The doctor said that talking to you every day might wake you up.”

"The moon is so bright tonight, and we can even see the stars twinkling. I want to pluck them down and give them to you."

"Forget it, let them stay in the sky."

If Gu's employees were present, they would be astonished to see this scene, never realizing that the taciturn and expressionless boss could be so talkative.

Unfortunately, they can't see it.

"Little Orange has grown quite a bit recently, and of course, it's gotten much fatter too. Butler Shen is already controlling its food intake, so you won't have to be so tired to carry it when you get back."

"Little Orange misses you too. It's waiting for its little owner to come back and hug it."

"Many people are worried about you, especially your fans, who are looking forward to seeing their idol soon. So Yan Yan, get well soon and don't let them worry."

"Baby, will you be a good boy?" The man's magnetic and gentle voice was already choked with emotion, and the tears that had been welling up in his eyes gathered into teardrops that slid through the air and dripped onto the young man's fair hand.

He didn't see that the young man's fingertips twitched slightly.

The man continued softly, "You have to be good, listen to Brother Fei, and stop sleeping in."

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Fei finally stopped talking, picked up his water glass and took a few sips. His phone, which was lying next to him, rang. He composed himself and answered the call.

Assistant Yang was reporting to him.

"...That's the general situation. We'll have to discuss the specifics at a meeting tomorrow."

"Yes, I know." Gu Fei's gaze inadvertently swept towards the hospital bed, and he suddenly noticed that An Qingyan, who had been unconscious, had reacted, and his eyelashes trembled slightly at that moment.

The man's pupils dilated sharply, his phone fell to the ground, and he rushed to the bedside, nervously grasping the young man's hand, carefully observing his reaction. "Yan Yan..."

The call had not yet ended.

"Mr. Gu? Mr. Gu, are you still there?"

This is really strange. Could something have happened to Master Gu? Assistant Yang thought worriedly.

At this moment, Gu Fei's heart was completely focused on An Qingyan, and he had no time to care about anything else. His expression was filled with excitement, and he was nervously anticipating what was to come.

In his line of sight, the young man's eyelids twitched slightly, as if he was struggling. After a moment, he finally slowly opened his eyes, and the sudden light made him squint.

A blurry figure appeared before her eyes, and a man's magnetic, husky voice, trembling with barely suppressed excitement, rang in her ears: "Yan Yan, you're finally awake, Yan Yan..."

The blurry figure gradually became clearer.

"Brother Fei..."