The villa's lobby was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
Leng Ruxue: "Three sixes with Zhang Ba."
Lu Zhufeng: "Then I'll fucking have three eights and a six!"
Yunmo: "Bomb! What are you barking like a dog for?"
"You're really going to bluff over such a trivial card?"
"I'll fry more, and I can't stand your barking and arrogance!"
Around the round table, the sounds of cards being slammed and shouts echoed.
Beside the tea table, Xiao Wujie and Lin Qingyi sat facing each other, sipping their drinks.
Just then, a few soft knocks came from outside the door.
Lu Zhufeng, who was holding Ai Ruoman's hand and about to throw the cards, raised an eyebrow, put Ai Ruoman down from his lap, and got up to open the door.
"Excuse me, does Mr. Xiao Wujie live here?"
"yes."
"This is his package, please sign for it."
Amidst the slightly puzzled gazes of the crowd, Lu Zhufeng walked in carrying two boxes.
"You pretentious jerk, you said it was your package."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Wujie stood up and came to him, taking the two boxes from his hands with a barely perceptible smile in his eyes.
Lu Zhufeng asked in confusion, "If you need anything, I can just buy it for you. Why bother having it delivered to your door?"
Xiao Wujie simply smiled mysteriously, without replying, and went upstairs amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd.
As I walked up the stairs, with each step, a faint "clinking" sound emanated from the box.
...
Upstairs in the study, Chu Liyue and Ye Jinyu sat at the desk, looking at stacks of thick documents in front of them.
After discussing a series of data and preparations, Ye Jinyu gave a final summary:
"Based on his films and test results, I have simulated five surgeries, with a success rate of over 90%."
Chu Liyue raised her cold eyes instantly, her gaze sharp and intimidating. "Ninety percent?" She wanted one hundred percent, without a single mistake.
Ye Jinyu smiled wryly: "You know that the surgery is extremely difficult. No matter how precise the simulation is, it cannot replicate reality. After all, reality is too unpredictable, and some unforeseen accidents may occur."
He gritted his teeth slightly, raised his eyes to meet Chu Liyue's cold and indifferent gaze, and said with a hint of speechlessness:
"You're not completely unfamiliar with this field. Before actually performing the surgery, which doctor would dare say they're 100% confident?"
After a moment of silence, Chu Liyue lowered her long eyelashes slightly and asked in a deep voice:
"When is the surgery scheduled? When do you plan to hold it?"
Ye Jinyu gently stroked the edge of the document with her fingers and replied thoughtfully:
"My idea is to schedule it for mid-December. Firstly, I need to do some more preparations to improve the success rate of the surgery."
"Secondly, the temperature in the capital city had just dropped sharply at that time. After the surgery, he needed to stay in bed and recuperate for two or three months. By the time he had fully recovered, it was just in time for the spring to warm up."
Chu Liyue nodded slightly upon hearing this, her beautiful face as cold as ice, her gaze deep and unfathomable.
Ye Jinyu was slightly taken aback upon seeing this. "What, do you have any other plans?"
Chu Liyue lowered her gaze slightly, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, her voice icy: "There's still a big rat in the capital that hasn't been dealt with. I won't feel comfortable letting A-Jie perform the surgery until that big rat is eliminated."
After Ye Jinyu left, Chu Liyue glanced at the dark sky outside the window, then gracefully stood up and stretched her stiff body from sitting for so long.
The surgery involved too many things, and she and Ye Jinyu discussed it all day long. After quickly watching the little baby eat dinner, she came over to finish some finishing work, and didn't spend much time with the little baby all day.
I glanced at the time; it was nine o'clock at night. I took a shower, soothed my little one for a while, and then cuddled him to sleep.
Arriving at the room door, I opened it and found the room to be dark.
It was very quiet, and there was no sound at all.
"My sweetheart?"
She asked in confusion, but received no immediate response. She frowned slightly and was about to turn on the chandelier when Xiao Wujie's slightly trembling voice came from inside the room.
"Sister... Sister, don't turn on the light."
Hearing his voice, Chu Liyue instantly felt relieved. Although she noticed something unusual about his voice, she still complied with his wishes and did not turn on the light.
She closed the door, plunging the room into darkness. Judging by the sound, she stepped to the bedside, her gaze suddenly freezing.
The faint, silvery moonlight shone through the window onto the bed, where a man dressed in white with hair hanging down to his waist lay curled up on his side.
He wore a white lace blindfold, his hands and feet were bound by silver shackles, and he could only move slightly. His white clothes were thin and almost transparent, with a deep V-neck, revealing his snow-white skin and clear muscle texture.
She tilted her head slightly, her long hair cascading down her perfect jawline.
His snow-white neck was slightly raised, his Adam's apple and collarbone were extremely alluring, and the blush on his pale cheeks, hidden by the eye patch, was captivating. His thin, bloodless lips trembled slightly as he bit them, emitting a shy, low voice:
"Sister... Sister."
The gleaming silver shackles on his hands and feet jingled as he tilted his head back.
"My sweet baby..."
He gasped for breath, his voice becoming dry and hoarse.
Chu Liyue immediately sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to remove the white lace eye mask from his face.
The person lying on the bed noticed her movement, turned his face, and suddenly lowered his head to suck on her slender, smooth fingers.
The warm, moist touch on his fingertips seemed insufficient; his perfectly cool cheek gently brushed against her palm, and his tongue darted out, touching her lightly before withdrawing.
A tingling, electric-like sensation coursed through Chu Liyue's body from her fingertips, making her teeth nearly shatter as she uttered a hoarse voice:
"Sweetie, what... are you doing?"
Releasing his grip on her fingertips, Xiao Wujie's sexy Adam's apple bobbed, and his snow-white neck tilted back, revealing prominent pale blue veins that exuded a captivating fragility. He subtly moved closer to Chu Liyue's hand, inviting her to pinch and ravage it.
A low chuckle escaped his throat, Xiao Wujie's voice hoarse and alluring, as if hooked, "Just as you see, sister..."
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