Chapter 27 Your husband is quite capable!!
"Open your mouth," Lu Yu put the spoon directly to Lin Che's mouth without hesitation. The unquestionable look in his eyes made Lin Che unable to refuse and continued to eat the pumpkin custard.
When Lu Yu was about to take the next bite, Lin Che quickly stopped his hand, "No...no more...Lu Yu"
Lu Yu's expression remained unchanged as he placed the bowl in his hand on the table next to him. His slender fingers lifted a bowl of oxtail mushroom soup from the plate, tested the temperature with his hand, scooped a spoonful of soup with a spoon and handed it over, "Have some soup."
"I'm so full... I don't really want to drink anymore." Lin Che glanced worriedly at the five empty bowls on the dinner plate. The heavy feeling in his stomach almost made him want to sigh.
All of this was fed by Lu Yu spoonful by spoonful! He himself found it incredible, how could he eat so much without any reason?
Initially, when Lu Yu personally fed her spoonful by spoonful, Lin Che felt very uncomfortable. However, as the feeding progressed, it became more and more natural, and she simply forgot about it.
Especially Lu Yu, he would carefully test the temperature every time, and match a mouthful of rice, a mouthful of vegetable, and a mouthful of soup. If Lin Che's chewing speed slowed down while eating the same dish, Lu Yu would immediately change to another one.
But Lu Yu...
He glanced at the man next to him who was slowly clearing the dishes.
Lu Yu's expression was calm and his movements were graceful, as if he had just performed a normal daily operation. There was even a hint of... lingering desire in his eyes?
Seeing Lu Yu fold the empty bowl and reach for the fruit box next to him, Lin Che's scalp tightened and he quickly seized the opportunity to speak.
"Lu Yu," he cleared his throat, his voice lazily from having just eaten and a hint of subtle nervousness, "Um... I think I've almost recovered."
Lu Yu paused, his slender fingers resting on the lid of the lunch box. He looked up at him with calm eyes, motioning him to continue.
Lin Che mustered up her courage and met those deep yet unquestionable eyes. "Look, I'm no longer dizzy or nauseous, but I still feel a little tired. The doctor said during his morning rounds that the concussion symptoms have basically subsided, and the observation period is over... I want to... I want to be discharged and go home to recuperate."
The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.
Lu Yu tapped lightly with his fingers on the smooth surface of the food storage box, making a very slight "tapping" sound.
He put the box down, turned around, and faced Lin Che. His tall figure cast a shadow beside the bed, bringing invisible pressure.
"No." These two words were firm and decisive, leaving no room for maneuver.
Lin Che was anxious: "Why not? The doctor said it's okay! I'm really healed! My bones are going to rust if I lie here..."
Lu Yu interrupted him, his tone as steady as if he was stating an objective fact, "But I didn't say you can live independently now."
He leaned forward, his hands resting on the bed rails on either side of Lin Che's body, trapping him in a small, oppressive space. Lin Che was so close that she could clearly see the unyielding look beneath his thick lashes. "Lin Che, have you just managed to get out of bed and walk a few steps? Do you get dizzy after standing for too long? Who tossed and turned last night, unable to sleep because of a little tinnitus?"
Lin Che was speechless, her cheeks slightly hot. What Lu Yu said was true. He was indeed still weak. He was a little out of breath after walking a few steps, and he couldn't sleep well at night.
But...you can also recuperate at home!
“I have an aunt at home…” Lin Che tried to argue.
"Auntie can watch over you 24 hours a day?" Lu Yu's tone rose slightly, with a barely perceptible chill. "Can you be like me, knowing when you need water, when you need a rest, which dish will make you sick after one bite, and which soup will upset your stomach if it gets even a little cold?"
He glanced at the five empty bowls and asked, "Or do you think it's okay for someone else to feed you today?"
Lin Che's face turned completely red.
Lu Yu’s care... is too meticulous, too domineering, and too... irreplaceable.
The feeling of being controlled in every detail made him feel both ashamed and secretly dependent.
He turned his head away, avoiding Lu Yu's overly focused gaze, and muttered softly: "I'm not a child anymore..."
"In my place, you're just a patient who needs care." Lu Yu's voice deepened, carrying an irresistible authority. "Concussion is no small matter. The risk of sequelae still exists. Going home? Wait until you can finish this meal from start to finish by yourself and walk without help, then we can talk about discharge."
He stood up, the pressure easing slightly, but his eyes were still fixed on Lin Che. "Now, lie down and rest. Or, do you want another piece of fruit?"
Lu Yu's hand reached for the lunch box again.
Lin Che looked at the hand with distinct joints that seemed to be in control of everything, and then at Lu Yu's handsome face that was filled with the expression "No room for negotiation on this matter". The courage that had just been mustered in her heart deflated instantly like a balloon that had been punctured.
He closed his eyes resignedly, threw himself back onto the pillow, and muttered, "...I'm not eating anymore! I'm full!"
The corners of Lu Yu's mouth seemed to move upwards ever so slightly, so quickly that it seemed like an illusion.
He withdrew his hand and stopped looking at Lin Che. He turned around and picked up the water cup on the bedside table. He tested the water temperature with the back of his hand, then inserted the straw and handed it to Lin Che's lips without saying anything.
"Then drink water. Drink more water and you'll recover faster."
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After dinner, Lin Che lay in bed, bored, scrolling through her phone. Meanwhile, Lu Yu seemed quite busy, constantly processing the information Cheng Yi had sent him. Lin Che secretly raised his eyes, his gaze passing over the edge of the phone screen.
Lu Yu sat on a single sofa in front of the French windows, his long legs crossed, an open laptop on his knees. The sunlight filtering through the blinds cast fine streaks of light and shadow on his chiseled profile, his eyelashes casting a small shadow beneath his eyelids.
The phone suddenly vibrated and a message popped up:
Li Qiuyi: I heard you beat Qin Yize into the ICU? Well done.
Lin Che frowned and quickly replied:
[Fish that loves to eat cats]: Second degree minor injury, don’t spread rumors.
As soon as the message was sent, the other party replied immediately:
Li Qiuyi: The whole hospital is talking about the Qin family offending the Lu family, and the stock price has hit its limit down. When did you marry Lu Yu? You did a great job keeping it a secret.
Lin Che's finger hovered above the screen, unsure how to respond. His marriage to Lu Yu had begun as a mutually beneficial transaction, and no one knew of their relationship except their families and the necessary legal procedures.
"What are you looking at?"
A deep voice suddenly rang out overhead, and Lin Che's hands trembled, causing his phone to drop to his chest. Lu Yu had unknowingly reached the bedside, leaning over him, so close that he could count each other's eyelashes.
"Nothing, nothing..." Lin Che hurriedly grabbed her phone and locked the screen. "Work news."
Lu Yu's gaze lingered on the slightly red tip of his ear for a moment, without exposing him.
He reached for the medicine box on the bedside table and poured out two white pills: "It's time to take the medicine."
Lin Che took the pills, and Lu Yu had already handed her warm water in time.
He tilted his head back and swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling up and down as he swallowed. A drop of water slid down the corner of his lips. Before he could wipe it off, Lu Yu's thumb had already stroked his jawline and gently wiped away the drop of water.
This action was so natural, so natural that Lin Che was stunned for two seconds before realizing the intimacy in it.
He subconsciously shrank back, resting his head against the headboard: "Thank you... I can do it myself."
Lu Yu withdrew his hand, his fingertips slightly curled up: "Go get some sleep, the doctor said you need more rest."
Lin Che nodded and slid under the covers. He lay on his side with his back to Lu Yu, but he could clearly feel his gaze still on him.
After a long time, he heard Lu Yu sigh softly, followed by footsteps and the sound of a door closing.
After confirming that no one was in the room, Lin Che took out his phone and found several more messages from Li Qiuyi:
[Li Qiuyi]: By the way, the surveillance video of Qin Yize’s incident has been restored.
[Li Qiuyi]: Now the whole network is spreading evidence that he was the first to take action.
[Li Qiuyi]: HHHHH, your husband is quite capable!!
A video link was attached below the last message.
Lin Che tried her best to ignore the word "husband" and clicked on the video link. The footage was from a surveillance camera in the underground parking lot, clearly recording the entire process of Qin Yize dragging him out of the car and assaulting him. The video had been edited, retaining only the part where Qin Yize pinned him against the car and threatened him; all subsequent shots of him fighting back had been cut out.
Lin Che stared at the words "Lu Group Legal Department" on the video watermark, feeling a tightness in her chest.
He knew what this meant——
Lu Yu not only intervened in this matter, but also personally manipulated the direction of public opinion.
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