What's the point of using a self-torture trick to clear the score? He refused to agree.

Fu You had a high fever for a day and a night.

The fever subsided, but I didn't sleep well. I don't know what I dreamed about. My eyebrows suddenly frowned, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and his vision was hazy like a veil, with only a broad black shadow beside the bed.

His heartbeat was as fast as a drum. Fu You lay in silence for a while. His vision gradually returned to normal. He could see the dark shadow clearly.

It was Xiao Xi who was sitting beside the bed.

"..." Fu You wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his throat became so dry that he hunched over and coughed violently.

Xiao Xi promptly placed a pillow behind him, patted his back, and handed the prepared warm water to his lips.

Fu You's chest trembled as he sipped water. His throat felt better and his coughing gradually subsided. He raised his eyes, his shimmering light sweeping across Xiao Xi's expression, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Last time at the teahouse, Mr. Xiao looked like he wanted to eat me. How come now that we're in a relationship, he's become so considerate?"

The room was lit only by a small, warm yellow table lamp. Xiao Xi's dark eyes appeared particularly deep under the light. He stood up and helped Fu You adjust the flow rate of the IV drip. "I won't take your words seriously, just to fool a child. Mr. Jiang, don't take it to heart."

Xiao Xi was indeed very surprised when he received the call from Fu You.

What was especially striking was the content of the call, which was that the other party was asking for his help.

——Ask him to cooperate in a play and pretend to be his boyfriend.

After all, only someone of Xiao Xi's status could make those restless little wolves give up.

Fu You originally thought that the man would take the opportunity to make some demands, but she didn't expect Xiao Xi to react like this.

He held the water cup and stared at Xiao Xi for a long while before he curved his lips and said, "I misunderstood Mr. Xiao before. I didn't expect that Mr. Xiao is such a gentleman."

"Mr. Jiang, thank you for your compliment." Xiao Xi withdrew his hand, but did not return to the bed. He remained bent over, looking down, his dark eyes reflecting the frail and pale Fu You lying on the bed. "It's just what I want, much more than that."

He didn't say what he wanted, but Fu You could see a pair of eyes filled with desire.

He pretended not to understand Xiao Xi's words, lowered his eyes, and smiled innocently. But his smile was also mixed with the fragility of a serious illness, like the thin snow on the steps, which would be blown away by the wind.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Xi's fingertips twitched slightly. The man seemed to want to raise his hand to help Fu You tuck her loose black hair behind her ear. But before he could touch the soft hair, the ringing of the phone suddenly interrupted the gradually ambiguous atmosphere between the two.

Fu You lowered his eyes.

The caller ID showed Jiang Siran.

There are still dozens of missed reminders ahead.

"You always called when you were sick." Xiao Xi sat down again, handed the phone to Fu You, and asked casually, "Do you want to answer it?"

Fu You didn't answer and said calmly, "No, please block me."

Xiao Xi's lips twitched when he heard this. He hung up the phone with a normal expression, then deleted and blocked the entire call.

What a bunch of idiots. They had a great hand, but ended up losing miserably.

That's good, it saves him trouble.

Xiao Xi helped Fu You take the medicine again. The effect of the medicine came on and he felt a little sleepy. When he was half asleep and half awake, the phone rang again.

The sleepyhead was startled away instantly, Fu You half raised his eyelashes, the caller this time was his assistant.

This one has to be picked up.

Fu You picked up the phone: "What's the matter..."

"Boss Jiang, this is terrible! The young master got into a car accident and injured his leg. He's still in the hospital!" The assistant on the other end of the line sounded extremely anxious: "Look, do you want to..."

"Xiao Wang, talk to Jiang Siran." Fu You interrupted the assistant.

He covered his lips and coughed. His raven eyelashes covered his eyes as he spoke, making him look very cold. "If you are sick, go get treatment. If you can't be cured, find a place to bury yourself. Don't cause trouble for others. Besides, whether he is dead or alive is none of my business."

Fu You paused, then added, "Also, if you help Jiang Siran act as a messenger again next time, you won't have to come to the company anymore."

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, hello?!"

"drop--"

In the ward, the assistant held the phone with a busy tone, looking at Jiang Siran with a sad face, "Master Jiang, this..."

“…”

Jiang Siran's expression was as ugly as if he were dead.

It had only been a day, but he looked so run-down, like he hadn't taken care of himself in years. His hair was messy, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was even stubble on his chin. He was wearing a hospital gown, and one of his legs was in a cast.

Why bother?

The assistant looked at it and sighed.

After Mr. Jiang ran away, I got angry.

Then, before this difficult young master could get angry at him, he quickly ran out of the ward.

Sure enough, as soon as the assistant left the ward, he heard a series of clanging sounds from inside the door. He wondered if Young Master Jiang had thrown something to the ground.

He was horrified when he heard this, but he couldn't help sighing. After sighing, he went back to the company.

Inside the door, Jiang Siran was breathing heavily as he looked at the tray of bouquets scattered on the ground. His eyes were red, and his eyes were filled with a crazy, terrifying depression.

Someone snatched Fuyou away.

He thought.

Fu You taught him.

——He has to rely on himself to get it back.

…

Fu You's illness was so serious, but he returned to the company after only one day of fever subsiding.

Such dedication makes a bunch of old troublemakers dare not speak out.

As soon as President Jiang arrived at work, he reminded everyone of the horror of being dominated by the evil smiling cat. As if in retaliation, Fuyou's actions were even more swift and decisive than before. In just one week, they had eliminated several more blood-sucking worms that were just waiting to die.

The senior management has been completely replaced, and now they are all young employees who were promoted by Fu You and are motivated and have ideas.

That day, Xiao Xi came to visit Jiang's studio.

The assistant already knew about the relationship between the two, so he brought people directly to Fu You's office, knocked on the door politely, and said that Mr. Xiao was waiting for him outside.

After Xiao Xi entered the room, he saw Fu You eating a sandwich with his eyes fixed on the computer screen. There was a pile of unsigned documents on the table.

He eats, reads, and writes at the same time, doing three things at once. He is a tough guy.

Xiao Xi approached, "Why don't you go eat?"

"No time." Fu You didn't even raise his head: "There are so many things to do."

Seeing this, Xiao Xi did not disturb Fu You. After sitting quietly for an hour, he left.

Starting from the next day, he reported to Fu You's office on time every day with his prepared lunch box.

The contrast between a CEO of this stature and a wife who works as a cook every day was so great that it amazed all the employees.

Fu You was also a little surprised, especially after seeing that the lunch was different every day, he was even more surprised.

Today, Xiao Xi brought him a dish of pickled shrimp with green lime and blanched choy sum, along with a box of cut fruit. The flavors were light, just as always, to Fu You's liking.

Fu You glanced at the peeled prawns in the lunch box, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and he smiled and sighed, "Boss Xiao is really sincere."

Xiao Xi also smiled, looking very gentlemanly as he sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed. "How can I pursue you if I don't show some sincerity?"

Fu You didn't respond, but picked up a large shrimp and took a bite. The shrimp meat was sweet and chewy, and the sauce was fresh and slightly sour, making the combination very refreshing.

You can't tell, but the villain is actually a hidden good cook.

He never spoke while eating, and the way his slender, jade-white fingers gripped the chopsticks was quite pleasing to the eye. Xiao Xi sat nearby and watched for a long while before suddenly saying, "Mr. Jiang, are you interested in working for my company?"

"Is Mr. Xiao trying to poach people?" Fu You raised her eyes, her bamboo-colored pupils gazing at him softly. "Forget it. If I go, everyone in the Xiao company will probably say that Mr. Xiao is abusing his power for personal gain and appointing people based on personal connections."

"Let's not talk about feelings. I really value talent. The Jiang Corporation was a mess, but in just a few months, it was completely transformed under the leadership of Young Boss Jiang." Xiao Xi sighed, "But the Jiang Corporation is an old ship, and its interior is rotten. I'm afraid that even if Young Boss Jiang works so hard, it won't change anything in the end."

Fu You didn't answer.

The chopsticks hadn't been touched for a long time, and the box of delicacies gradually cooled in the air. Fu You's face looked even paler in the cold office, like snowflakes melting at the touch. He stared quietly at the corner of the table, his eyelashes long, a line of gorgeous black.

On the corner of the table, there is a family photo of a family of four.

Xiao Xi understood Fu You's meaning at a glance. His expression remained calm, but a gloomy feeling welled up in his heart.

Fu You's experiences after leaving the orphanage were no secret, and he easily investigated them.

The man who adopted Fu You was not a good person. He was a drunkard and had a bad temper. His wife ran away with their son, so he wanted to adopt a child so that he would have a descendant.

In the end, I chose Fu You, simply because he was alone, fragile and beautiful, and looked easy to control.

But how could Fu You be so easy to control?

The man beat him, starved him of food, and even cut off his medication, threatening to kill him. That night, Fu You smashed all the bottles and set them on fire, determined to die with the man.

It was the Jiang couple who were passing by who rescued Fu You before the fire got bigger.

Later, they adopted Fu You.

Xiao Xi knew Fu You very well. He knew that Fu You would never forget the kindness of the Jiang family in his life.

Even if Jiang Siran is paid off, the Jiang family must be protected from collapse to pay back the souls of the dead.

The two dead bodies standing between him and Fu You were the most difficult obstacle to overcome.

There was a coldness in Xiao Xi's dark eyes. Since he had killed those two people, he naturally had a way to completely erase their existence from Fu You's heart.

Thinking this way, Xiao Xi seemed to feel a little better. Seeing that Fu You had no appetite, he turned to ask if he wanted to go out for a walk with him, just to help digest his food.

It’s not good to sit for a long time after eating, so Fu You didn’t refuse.

The two walked out of the office together. Xiao Xi was tall, and his tailored suit made his shoulders broad and his legs long. His muscular lines were faintly visible under his shirt, and his mature and deep facial features gave him a noble aura.

Fu You also wore a suit, but he was afraid of the cold, so he threw on a windbreaker. Standing just over 5 feet 4 inches tall, his shoulders, back, and waist were thin and lithe, as if he were still in puberty. From behind, he looked like a handsome, clean-cut high school idol.

Assistant Xiao Xi, who was eating for free in the office area, looked up and gasped in amazement, unable to bear to look at it.

He sighed worriedly, "When President Xiao and President Xiao Jiang stand together, our President Xiao looks like a perverted, domineering president who keeps a minor."

"Don't blame Mr. Xiao." Fu You's assistant also sighed: "No matter who Mr. Jiang is with, he always looks the same."

The people around nodded vigorously in agreement.

Xiao Xi and Fu You had no idea what their subordinates were doing to them. Since it was cold outside, they just wandered around the building, chatting occasionally. The atmosphere was quite harmonious.

When passing by the tea room, a young employee, probably not watching where he was going, bumped into Xiao Xi while holding a teacup.

The tea spilled all over the man.

"Oops! I'm sorry! Did I burn you?!"

The man was frightened instantly, showing a guilty expression, and hurriedly apologized to Xiao Xi.

"...It's okay." Xiao Xi's expression remained unchanged, and he even comforted the other party with a few words.

But being soaked was really embarrassing, and Xiao Xi didn't want to embarrass himself in front of Fu You. He sighed and said he probably had to go to the bathroom to clean up.

This was not far from the bathroom. Fu You looked at his watch and said that he could wait for him outside.

Xiao Xi seemed to be in a good mood. He turned and walked into the bathroom.

But when he took off his coat and prepared to check the water stains, someone suddenly grabbed his neck with his arm from behind and dragged him into the cubicle!

The door panel closed tightly with a "bang"!

"Xiao Xi?" The sound of the collision was so loud that Fu You, who was waiting outside, also noticed something was wrong and called out in confusion.

Xiao Xi's head banged against the door unexpectedly, causing his vision to go black. His eyes turned cold, and he looked up to see a familiar face.

Jiang Siran looked at him coldly, with a deep anger between his eyebrows.

Xiao Xi laughed suddenly. He said solemnly, "Master Jiang, your legs are broken, and you still have the leisure to cause trouble?"

"Don't talk to me, it's disgusting." Jiang Siran gritted his teeth and said coldly.

"Even if you beat me up, Fu You will only hate you more." Even though he was being strangled, Xiao Xi remained calm and composed, his brows relaxed. "You're already out, so don't throw a tantrum like a little brat and keep pestering me. It's too ugly, Master Jiang."

"Who said I'm out?" Jiang Siran grinned and suddenly laughed.

A vicious smile.

Xiao Xi looked at the other person and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

As expected, Jiang Siran immediately pulled a knife from his pocket. The young man held the knife and sneered, "Old man, who knows who will be eliminated."

Xiao Xi hadn't expected this Jiang family's second-generation heir to do something so crazy, and for a moment he was caught off guard. But he quickly reacted, his brows darkening, and he tried to snatch the knife from the other's hand.

He couldn't die here.

Outside, the long silence prompted Fu You to go into the bathroom to check, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

In the compartment, Xiao Xi grabbed the knife handle and pushed it hard, trying to snatch the knife.

However, the corners of Jiang Siran's smile suddenly widened, and his pupils lit up, like a wolf with its prey's throat in its mouth.

Xiao Xi paused.

He finally realized what was wrong.

But it's too late.

Jiang Siran used his hand holding the knife to stab the knife into his own stomach. Afterwards, the mad wolf cub stumbled and pushed hard, knocking open the door of the compartment.

With a "thump", he fell beside Fuyou's shoes.

"Fu You...Brother..." Jiang Siran covered his bleeding abdomen, used his last bit of strength to lift his upper body, and hugged Fu You's thin and straight long legs.

He was like a frightened child, sobbing, "Save me, save me... I don't want to die..."

Blood stained Fu You's trouser legs, spreading out into a large, warm pool. His abdomen must have been in extreme pain, but Jiang Siran seemed oblivious, looking up at Fu You.

The moment he met Fu You's gaze and saw the shock and uncertainty clearly reflected in his bamboo-green eyes, he knew he had won the bet.

His vision gradually turned black due to excessive blood loss, but Jiang Siran couldn't control the joy in his heart. He still hugged Fu You's legs tightly, unwilling to let go.

What do you mean by clearing the score? He refused.

Jiang Fuyou, don't even think about getting even with him in your lifetime.

Even if he died, he would leave an indelible scar in Jiang Fuyou's heart before he could die with peace of mind.

The male lead's acting is really getting better and better. He's really working hard.

Fu You sighed in his heart and to the system while slowly raising his eyes, looking past the unconscious male protagonist and towards Xiao Xi in the compartment.

The man also stood there looking at him, his face expressionless but much paler, his hands stained with blood as he held the knife, looking like a perverted murderer in a horror movie.

Fu You didn't question or get hysterical. He just looked away, thought for a moment, and then calmly took out his phone and called his private doctor.

——If your fingers don’t tremble slightly when dialing.

The biting coldness between his brows when he looked at Xiao Xi for the last time was obviously more powerful than any words or actions, making the other person's face even paler.

After finishing all of this and laying the emotional foundation, Fu You spoke to the system in his consciousness space:

[It's time to wrap up. System, send all the previously compiled inside information about Jiang's parents to the villain via an anonymous email address.]

【Okay, host.】