A basin of warm water was placed by the bed. Lin Shuang soaked a towel and wiped away her marks on the man's body, bit by bit, from top to bottom, over and over again.
But she remembered that he had three scars on his waist and a mole on his chest.
Fu Cheng slept for a full twelve hours. She stayed by his side, from dawn till dusk, and then from dusk till dawn again.
When Fu Cheng woke up, Lin Shuang was curled up on the sofa, wearing a red woolen coat. He didn't remember what had happened yesterday, only that he was hugging a soft fireplace, which emitted the sweet fragrance of magnolia blossoms.
Feeling a light blocking her view, Lin Shuang groggily opened her eyes and saw a pair of burning eyes. Startled, she hurriedly got up.
Her feet felt numb from being pressed against her legs. Lin Shuang lost her balance and fell into Fu Cheng's arms. The hickeys on her neck were clearly visible—marks he had left behind.
If I had some doubts just now, now...
Fu Cheng suddenly grabbed Lin Shuang's shoulders and hurriedly looked away, "I'm sorry."
In the end, he still became the beast in her eyes.
Lin Shuang smiled slightly, picked up his phone and handed it to him, "Transfer 100,000 yuan to me."
Fu Cheng didn't know what it meant, but he didn't dare to hesitate and immediately turned around.
Lin Shuang looked at the transfer amount in the chat box, clicked to accept it, and then shook it with satisfaction, "I'm only worth this much money for one night."
He watched in astonishment as Lin Shuang pulled her suitcase away, tapping the transfer slip on the screen again and again, but he couldn't get it back no matter what he did.
By the time he chased after her, she had already left in a taxi.
From then on, he could no longer knock on her door until He Zhong made an appointment with him.
In He Zhong's private villa, He Zhong helplessly threw a stack of photos on the coffee table. "Nephew, for your safety, I'm afraid I won't be able to let Miss Lin accompany you anymore."
Fu Cheng looked over and saw that the photos showed Fu Cheng and Lin Shuang in a restaurant, in a car, and on their way back to the hotel.
"Who took the picture?" he asked.
He Zhong sighed, "Nephew, don't you know who you've offended recently?"
Fu Cheng shook his head, "Amo wouldn't use such despicable methods."
"Silly child, there's no such thing as brotherhood in this world, only self-interest. Besides, he has a crazy, unruly girl behind him."
He Zhong sighed, "If it weren't for the loyalty of my two former subordinates, your photo would be on my brother's desk right now."
At that moment, Lin Shuang was sitting on the single sofa opposite Fu Cheng.
He Zhong pulled Lin Shuang into the room, saying, "Nephew, it's not that your fourth uncle doesn't want to grant your wish, but let's just forget about it."
"Fourth Uncle!"
Fu Cheng stood up and blocked his way, his murderous aura evident: "What's there to be afraid of in a dead man?"
He Zhong laughed and pushed Lin Shuang into Fu Cheng's arms, "She's young after all, she has the same style as your older brother back in the day."
Watching the two leave, Yu Dayong couldn't believe it: "Fourth Master, just for a woman, Young Master Cheng dared to touch Mo Huaixing?"
He's now a big shot in Mr. Fu's eyes.
“Of course not for a woman.” He Zhong sneered, “Do you know why he didn’t suspect me after what happened in the deserted island cave?”
Yu Dayong shook his head.
"Only Mo Huaixing knew the secret that Fu Cheng would fall ill upon seeing poppies." It was because Fu Cheng fell ill and was in danger that Mo Huaixing saved his life. He overheard it by chance.
He Zhong continued, "This time, with the poppy flowers, and after his illness in the cave on the deserted island in international waters, Mo Huaixing has become a favorite of the young lady. How could he not be suspicious? People are afraid of betraying others, especially those who value loyalty and righteousness."
Outside the villa, Lin Shuang stumbled as she followed Fu Cheng into the car. This was their first time alone together since they parted ways at the hotel. For the first time, she crossed the line and intervened in their conflict, asking, "Are you really going to kill Mo Huaixing?"
Fu Cheng said expressionlessly, "It's not like I haven't killed people before."
"Just for a used-up woman?" Lin Shuang cried, heartbroken. "Do you know how filthy this body you've set your sights on is? She not only served your godfather, but also..."
"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it." Fu Cheng slammed his hand on the steering wheel, the sound booming. Lin Shuang had never seen him so fierce before, and was too frightened to utter another sound.
After a while, Fu Cheng gradually calmed down and asked, "Have you told anyone about my episode?"
Lin Shuang hurriedly shook her head, "No, I didn't say that."
Fu Cheng reminded him: "It wasn't this time when the illness broke out, it was the time on the desert island."
Lin Shuang looked up in surprise. So he knew, he had always known, that he was He Zhong's man.
Fu Cheng continued, "Or did you already know before that?"
"I don't know." Lin Shuang trembled all over. She wanted to escape, to run away from a world without him.
As the car pulled up in front of the apartment building, Fu Cheng grabbed Lin Shuang's hand, his eyes bloodshot. "I can ignore everything else, but you can't lie to me about this. I'm asking you, do you know or not?"
His eyes were like whirlpools, determined to drag her into the deepest hell. Lin Shuang struggled in fear, tears streaming down her face: "I don't know, I really don't know."
The grip loosened slightly, and Lin Shuang pushed him away, got out of the car, and fled. Fu Cheng glanced past the fleeing figure outside the car and looked at his hands, stained with countless drops of blood.
If Lin Shuang hadn't conveniently instructed him to change his route to the hotel, he would have been dead, as the car would have been on the highway at that time.
Mo Huaixing, is it really you?
...
"Lu Xintang, I've done everything you asked me to do. When are you going to fulfill your promise to me?"
Gan Tang was lying on the bed reading about criminal law when the phone rang. She answered it casually, and her eardrums were almost punctured by Lin Shuang's shrill voice.
"What happened?" Gan Tang moved her phone away and sat up.
Lin Shuang calmed down and asked again, "You promised me last time that you wouldn't let Fu Cheng come looking for me again, why haven't you done it yet?"
Gan Tang was also helpless, "He insists on bothering you, what can I do?"
Lin Shuang said aggressively, "I don't care, you have to do what you promised me, and do it in the next two days."
Several months have passed without any problems, why the sudden rush? Gan Tang found it strange and pleaded, "Lin Shuang, can we discuss this again? I can agree to two or three other things."
"I want this one." Lin Shuang hung up the phone.
Gan Tang stared blankly at the screen. Ever since she learned that he had submitted to He Zhong to clear Huang Yao's name, she had been reluctant to tell him the truth. But now, what could she do? She really didn't want to turn an ally into an enemy.
“I’ll come see you tomorrow and we’ll talk in person,” she sent her a WeChat message. Lin Shuang replied with a “okay”.
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