I used to worry that he was working too hard, and at the same time, I wanted him to spend more time with me.

Hearing him say that, I immediately understood that he wanted me to stay in this beautiful border town and keep him company.

In the mirror, the man's chin rested on my shoulder, his entire weight leaning against me, his dark eyes gazing at me with a hint of expectation.

My heart skipped a beat. "Okay... I'm really busy."

I almost agreed to his offer.

But I'm not deliberately trying to discourage him; I'm just telling the truth.

The celebrities under my management have packed schedules every day. There aren't enough agents, so I often have to personally take the artists to events and manage relationships with various parties. I have a lot of social engagements.

If I mess up my own rhythm, my employees' rhythm will also be messed up.

Fu Yanshen leaned his head into the crook of my neck, his nose sinking into my skin, and took a few deep breaths before lifting his head and releasing me slightly.

"Okay, I won't force you. I'll have someone arrange a private jet, and it should arrive in Beijing around this afternoon."

I turned to face him. "After you return to Beijing, you should stay at Xu Xun's hospital for a few days to recover from your injury, understand?"

He earnestly gave him instructions and advice.

At Xu Xun's hospital, confidentiality can be maintained, and there's no fear that news of his injury will leak out and affect the company's stock price.

"This is just a minor injury—"

His words were cut off by my serious gaze.

The man nodded obediently.

As he turned around, I saw the spots of crimson stains on the back of his robe, and my heart clenched.

This guy was covered in wounds, inside and out.

...

The special plane arrived in Beijing in the afternoon.

Before even getting off the plane, I could feel the chill of the Mid-Autumn Festival in Beijing.

With a slight weight on my shoulders, Fu Yanshen draped a Burberry khaki classic trench coat over my shoulders. It was the same style as the men's trench coat he was wearing, making us a couple.

The clothes I was wearing were the new clothes he had sent over before we set off.

Before I even exited the turnstile, I saw Ouyang, who had come to pick me up, in the distance.

She was dressed in a low-key, old-money style, with a trench coat draped over her shoulders and sunglasses on, exuding a powerful aura. Behind her stood two bodyguards in suits.

I contacted her before takeoff, and she said she would come to pick me up in person.

As soon as I stepped out of the turnstile, she took off her sunglasses and came toward me, her kind eyes gently and carefully looking me over. Then, she opened her arms and hugged me.

"Qiaoqiao, I'm so sorry, I've made you suffer!"

She had said this several times on the phone.

Hearing her hoarse, emotional voice, I patted her back. "It's alright, it was just a false alarm. This time, it's all thanks to Mr. Fu for arriving in time."

I let go of her and looked at Fu Yanshen standing to the side.

Ouyang stepped forward and shook hands with him, "Yanshen, thank you."

“Madam, you’re too kind. Protecting Qiaoqiao is my duty,” he said gently.

My duty.

My cheeks felt slightly flushed in front of Ouyang, as if he were showing off his affection for me.

He has indeed always considered protecting me as his duty.

Regardless of how close or distant our relationship is, it has always been like this.

Before we were divorced, when he protected me, I always misinterpreted his behavior, thinking that he still wanted to take advantage of me as his wife.

After exchanging pleasantries, I got into Ouyang's car, while Fu Yanshen got into his own.

As soon as the car left the parking lot, Ouyang gently wiped away her tears with a handkerchief. "Qiaoqiao, thank goodness you're alright."

She gripped my hand tightly, her voice filled with lingering fear.

“I was so naive that day, I never imagined that Han Chen actually had a gun. We have always been law-abiding citizens… After learning that he was some kind of leader in northern Myanmar, I was even more…” Ouyang said with grief and indignation.

Just as I guessed, she was indeed kept in the dark by Han Chen and Shi Jin.

Along the way, she told me about her personal affairs.

She had no feelings for Han Chen, but Han Chen had been kind to her. She married him to repay him and help him out, becoming a couple in name only.

“I could accept him cheating on me with other women, but it just happened to be Shi Jin.”

“Back then, I truly treated Shi Jin like my own daughter.” Ouyang brought up Shi Jin again.

I learned from her that after Shi Jin was sold to northern Myanmar, it was Ouyang who took a liking to her, felt sorry for her, and adopted her as his daughter.

In reality, they were having an affair right under Ouyang's nose.

"Her eyebrows and eyes looked a lot like mine... I was so foolish to lose my daughter so young," Ouyang sighed.

She even had a daughter, who died young...

Wasn't her relationship with Han Chen nominal but not real?

I was surprised.

I didn't feel comfortable asking about her private matters, and just then, her phone rang, which changed the subject.

I didn't go back to my apartment; I went straight to the company for a meeting.

This busy period lasted for several days.

During that time, I sent videos to Fu Yanshen to keep track of his hospitalization and recuperation. I only felt at ease when I saw that he was actually in the hospital.

After returning to Beijing from a business trip out of town, I made a surprise visit to Xu Xun's hospital to "check up" on him.

I'm afraid he's not listening to me, and that he's just going through the motions of being in the hospital.

Holding flowers and carrying a fruit basket, I walked down the corridor of the VIP ward. In the distance, I saw two bodyguards in suits standing at the door of a ward.

They looked unfamiliar and didn't seem to be Fu Yanshen's bodyguards.

They all had very short buzz cuts, making them look more like soldiers.

Could it be that Old Master Sheng has come to visit Fu Yanshen?

I walked over.

When I got to the door, one of the bodyguards stretched out his arm and blocked my way.

At that moment, a woman's voice could be faintly heard from inside the ward.

"Isn't this Fu Yanshen's ward?" I thought I had gone to the wrong place.

The bodyguard was cool and didn't answer me.

But this was indeed reported to me by Fu Yanshen in the ward.

I frowned, took out my phone, and turned to call him to get to the bottom of things.

"Brother Fu, I thought you were really dead. I never expected you to be alive..."

Then, the girl's voice came from the ward again.

Brother Fu...

I was startled, my brow furrowed even more, and in an instant, I rushed to the ward door without hesitation and looked inside through the glass window in the door.

In the ward, the man had his back to me. A girl in a red autumn dress was hugging his waist intimately from behind, looking up at the back of his head.

This man is Fu Yanshen.

He held his phone to his ear, seemingly making a call, while his other hand gripped the girl's wrist as if trying to push her away. But the girl hugged him tighter, burying her face in his back.

Watching this scene, I gripped the fruit basket handle tightly.

"Miss, please leave." The bodyguard said coldly.

Instead of listening to him, I kicked open the ward door, making a loud bang.

At this moment, Fu Yanshen in the ward suddenly turned around, his face clearly darkening.

"Who are you?"

The girl who was still pulling and tugging at him looked at me and asked in confusion.

Before I could even ask her, she asked me first.

However, at first glance, I was slightly surprised by her appearance.