Tired from swimming

He was rambling on from morning till afternoon, and didn't even eat lunch.

Fang Chuan tucked the man into the blanket, then threw away the paper he had stuffed in his nostrils to stop the bleeding, and sat quietly by the bed watching him.

"Fang Chuan..."

"Eh."

"Fang Chuan..."

"It's here."

How could you do this to me?

"..."

Huang Fuda mumbled a few more words, which were hard to hear, and then tried to turn over to sleep on his side. Fang Chuan's heart skipped a beat when he saw his leg in a cast pressed underneath him, and he immediately turned Huang Fuda back over.

Huang Fuda was incredibly strong after drinking, and both of his hands were now completely unharmed. Seeing that he couldn't push the person away, he frowned, wrapped his arms around the person, and pulled them into his embrace. "Behave yourself."

Fang Chuan smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll behave myself."

He lay on Boss Huang's chest and stayed there quietly for a while until Huang Fuda fell asleep, then quietly crawled out.

He swept up the toilet paper on the floor and hung up the clothes. Fang Chuan turned on his phone, glanced at the messages, and then turned it off again.

Huang Fuda's phone kept ringing. Fang Chuan picked it up to check, and it was mostly his mother calling. He put the phone down, curled up on the small sofa, and kept an eye on his boss, Mr. Huang, while his mind wandered.

He had acquaintances in Yundao's finance department, so he was very clear about Boss Huang's financial situation.

It turns out that although the hotel in the neighboring city wasn't that profitable, the sudden loss of a long-term source of income still cracked the cash flow. The hotel was sold at a high price, and the more than ten million yuan from the sale was almost entirely spent on renovations and upgrades.

His boss, Mr. Huang, probably calculated that Yunquanhui would be completed in two months at most, which is why he was in a hurry to transfer the interim payment.

Yundao's funding chain completely broke down after that mid-term payment.

They can't repay the bank loans, they can't pay their workers' wages, and there's the daily operation and maintenance—all of these require money. If Yunquanhui can't open as scheduled in two months, their revenue will be more than half less than expected, and they simply can't survive.

The two cloud islands were renovated at the same time, and more than 30 million yuan was tied up in Tiancheng's hands without making a splash. It is normal for Boss Huang to want to cut his losses and get the money back immediately.

But how could Tiancheng possibly give it to him?

As for the normal commencement of construction mentioned in today's mediation, Fang Chuan had no intention of doing so at all, and Huang Fuda was well aware of this.

So his boss, Mr. Huang, really had no other choice but to come back and drink alone.

His fish got tired and couldn't swim anymore.

Fang Chuan felt a strange sense of peace.

Huang Fuda woke up after only three hours of sleep. Upon seeing him awake, Fang Chuan called the catering department to prepare dinner.

Fragmented memories flooded his mind. Huang Fuda sat up, placing two pillows behind his back. His throat hurt. He instructed Fang Chuan:

"water."

Fang Chuan immediately took a cup of warm water and handed it to Huang Fuda.

After clearing his throat, Huang Fuda looked up and asked, "Resumption of work as usual?"

"We'll start work tomorrow."

What happens after construction begins?

“Some people will report that the construction is affecting their rest and that the guest room department cannot operate normally.”

Huang Fuda scoffed, "Once the guest rooms are closed, the construction team will probably slack off, or we'll just have to tear it down and rebuild it."

"Whichever one you like, we'll do it your way."

Enraged, Huang Fuda immediately threw the water glass in his hand at Fang Chuan's head. Fang Chuan didn't dodge, and blood flowed down his forehead, blurring his left eye.

Fang Chuan walked to Huang Fuda's side, knelt on the ground, and said, "I will give you something better in the future."

Huang Fuda was so angry he laughed. He stared at Fang Chuan for a while, then waved for him to treat the wound on his head.

After Fang Chuan stopped bleeding from his head, he heard Huang Fuda say from the bed, "Fang Chuan, your mother has called me."

"Yes, I know. I'll go home tonight."

Thinking about what happened in court that morning, Huang Fuda frowned and asked, "Homosexual lovers? How dare you say that?"

“Huang Fuda, don’t deny it. You said it yourself that you were with me, sitting on my apartment bed.”

"I meant General Wu's side."

"At worst, I'll get a beating."

“What about me?” Huang Fuda looked up at him. “You’ve never thought about it, have you?”

Fang Chuan had considered it; the worst-case scenario was that his mother would take drastic measures, disregarding the Yun family's reputation, and completely ruin Huang Fuda. There was nothing wrong with that.

But how could he dare to say it out loud?

Seeing Fang Chuan remain silent, Huang Fuda didn't want to look at him either. Just then, the waiter knocked on the door to deliver the food, so he turned the page.

Fang Chuan finished eating and left; otherwise, his mother would have turned the entire Fairy Leaf upside down.

Huang Fuda then sent a message to Wang Shuhe's secretary.

"Secretary Wang, I've made up my mind. We can sign the contract anytime."

【Yes, Young Master Huang, I'll ask President Yun.】

A moment later.

[Mr. Yun has to catch a flight at 10 PM tonight and won't be in Xianye for the next few days. Young Master Huang, are you free at 6 PM tonight? Mr. Yun is waiting for you in his office.]

At 6 o'clock, which is 2 hours later, there wasn't much time. Huang Fuda changed his clothes and told Xiao Zhang to come and pick him up.

Huang Fuda arrived at Yunge Company at 5:30. Yunge was still busy, so Huang Fuda waited for others in the break room with Xiao Zhang. When it was finally time, Huang Fuda dismissed Xiao Zhang and went in by himself, leaning on his cane.

Behind Yunge was a huge window. He stood in front of the window, drinking coffee from a cup in his hand. When he saw Huang Fuda arrive, he slowly walked to the sofa area and sat down, watching Huang Fuda struggle to sit down with his cane.

"Your two hotels and two bathhouses, as well as the bathhouse in the future building, will all be incorporated into the Yun family. I want 51% of the shares in these, and the remaining 49% is yours. I only want the decision-making power, and I will only take 40% of all the profits. If possible, have Secretary Wang draft the contract."

Huang Fuda lowered his eyes, smiled, and said, "Sure, brother."

Yun Ge took another sip of coffee and said, "I will also acquire the company you gave to Lin Xiting before. We will sign a contract for this company when I come back in a while. The shares and profits will be the same as the other companies. You don't need to pay for the acquisition."

"Thank you, brother."

Huang Fuda looked at Yun Ge, and then remembered Xiao Xingxing, "Brother, thank you for Yang Xinxing's matter."

“I just happened to be thinking of adopting one, so this is just a side effect.” Yun Ge frowned. “But she cries all the time, and the people below can’t keep an eye on her. Yun Feng wasn’t like this when he was a child.”

Huang Fuda smiled and said, "Xiao Feng has been alone since he was little, so he's used to it. But Yang Xinxing has been in the orphanage for a long time, so she won't be used to being alone all of a sudden."

He then asked, "Did you hire a tutor to come to your home to teach you?"

"yes."

"If possible, send him to kindergarten; there are lots of kids there."

"I'll think about it."

The contract was a thick stack. Huang Fuda solemnly signed each name and carefully pressed his fingerprint on it, looking lost and disappointed.

After completing all the formalities, Huang Fuda prepared to leave. He stood up, leaning on his cane, and walked towards the door. Just as he was about to reach the door, Yun Ge called out to him from behind.

"Huang An".

Huang Fuda turned around.

"Don't hang around in front of me unless it's absolutely necessary."

“Yes, Young Master Yun.” Huang Fuda smiled politely at him and then walked out.

Xiao Zhang had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Huang Fuda come out, he helped him walk slowly.

"Brother Da, how about I carry you on my back?"

Huang Fuda joked, "That won't do, what if you drop me again?"

As night falls and the sunset fades, a new look is revealed. Cars and people come and go, and the lights are bright, but there is always one that shines for them.

"Brother Da, are we going home?"

"...Let's go to the Municipal Public Security Bureau and see if Uncle Yang is there."

"Why don't you call ahead and ask?"

"I don't want to disturb his work. I'll just ask at the gatehouse."

Director Yang is not here; he said he's in a provincial meeting and will be gone for several days.

Huang Fuda asked Xiao Zhang to take him back to his hotel suite. He didn't want to work anymore; life had become dull ever since he signed the contract.

No one will deliberately make things difficult for him anymore, and no one will dare to touch his face, unbutton his clothes, or give him things to "perform".

Tiancheng will also definitely resume normal operations tomorrow.

Climbing a big tree makes life so easy, but he finds it disgusting.

He felt sorry for Xiao Feng. Xiao Feng was only 13 years old when he left the Yun family. At that time, he was able to support his useless older brother on his own.

Xiao Feng was an illegitimate child. The old man's second son and his young stepmother had a secret affair and had him. His mother died in childbirth, and his father followed suit and committed suicide. In his childhood, he was raised by his "older brother" Yun Ge.

As he grew older, he noticed something was wrong. Why could his older brother call his grandfather and father "father," but he couldn't? When he finally learned the truth, he decided to leave the Yun family and even took in a "new older brother," Huang An.

Huang An had only been living with Yun Feng for two days when he was shoved into a long black sedan on the street.

The person on the bus said he was Xiao Feng's older brother and asked Huang An to take good care of Xiao Feng. He also gave Huang An a bank card and told him to use the money in the card, buy whatever he wanted, and not to be stingy, but not to let Xiao Feng know.

He went back and told Xiaofeng. Xiaofeng said they could live without the Yun family's money. Huang An worked while studying, but he didn't earn as much as Yunfeng.

Yunfeng was very smart. His education from childhood was different from Huang An's. He had many novel ways to make money, so it was actually the younger brother who was supporting the family. But it didn't matter who supported the family. The important thing was that they had a home. The two of them lived peacefully for two years.

He survived those times, but now he has to rely on the Yun family to make a living.

"Xiao Feng, am I really useless? I can't do anything without you."

Huang Fuda stared at the ceiling, feeling very tired.

Fang Chuan's life at home wasn't easy either; his mother was furious. She was such a proud person, yet her son so openly proclaimed himself gay, and with the same person in particular.

"Xiao Chuan, didn't I tell you to hide it well? How could you say that in a place like that!"

Fang Chuan knelt on the ground, silent. Even without making it public, he could have used the video to threaten his boss, Mr. Huang, into dropping the lawsuit, but he didn't want to.

He wanted to avoid putting that sordid thing between them as much as possible. Since he could achieve his goal simply by using Tiancheng and making their relationship public, he didn't want to keep bringing up the video.

Moreover, he wanted everyone to know that the person sitting opposite him, Huang Fuda, was his partner, Fang Chuan's alone. He wanted those who coveted or spied on Huang Fuda to see clearly that Huang Fuda was taken, and that they shouldn't try to get close to him.

"I'll arrange a blind date for you tomorrow, and we'll get married as soon as you graduate!"

Fang Chuan suddenly raised his head and shouted, "I won't go on blind dates! I won't get married!"

"It's not up to you."

Fang Chuan stood up, frowning and glaring at his mother.

"You yourselves are living like this, why should I get married? I've listened to you in everything since I was a child—what I eat, what I drink, what I wear, what I study—you all control everything. But can't you control yourselves too?!"

He pointed at Fang's father.

"When you were flirting with other women and bringing them home, did you ever think about me?!"

He then pointed at Fang's mother.

"When you installed a tracking device on my phone to monitor me at all times, did you ever think about me?!"

"I have to put up with you at home, and then I get pointed at and gossiped about at school. What did I do wrong?! Did I deserve to be born?! Should I just die?!"

The word "death" had barely left his lips when Fang's mother slapped Fang Chuan across the face.

"Fang Chuan, you're crazy! How can you talk to your mother like that?"

Fang Chuan curled his lips into a gloomy smile, "Then how am I supposed to speak? I thank you for monitoring me all the time, but a locator alone isn't enough; you'd better install a listening device as well."

Fang's mother paced back and forth in the living room, her face gentle and loving, and asked, "When did you find out?"

"Back when you gave me the chrysanthemums."

"Mom is worried you'll be fooled. Look, if Mom wasn't careful, you'd be scammed by someone like Huang Fuda. Mom is doing this for your own good. You're going on a blind date with President Chen's daughter tomorrow..."

“I’m not going. And you’re not doing this for my own good; you’re just doing it for your own reputation.”

Fang's mother looked at him, then took a few deep breaths and ordered someone to lock Fang Chuan in the house. She turned to look at Fang's father, who sat calmly on the sofa, and said coldly, "It's all your fault."