Chapter 77 Special Handling
When they're both at home, Yu Jingchen sits on the sofa in the bedroom reading, and Fu Yanle lies on his lap, doing whatever he wants. The sofa is soft and springy, and the leather is a country-style plaid that Fu Yanle carefully selected, but it was soaked with her sweat earlier and needs to be replaced tomorrow.
Water from the bathtub splashed all over the floor.
In Yu Jingchen's arms, Fu Yanle transformed into a lovely rose. She was caressed and kissed. Yu Jingchen would carefully knead every petal, water the crevices of the flower, and he himself would be soaked in the bright red rose juice.
When the sound of water stopped, Fu Yanle's breathing also slowed down.
When Yu Jingchen carried Fu Yanle out, the clock on the wall had already pointed to "7". As dawn approached, Fu Yanle drifted into a drowsy state and was placed under the covers by Yu Jingchen.
Yu Jingchen leaned down and gazed at Fu Yanle's sleeping face. After watching for an unknown amount of time, he kissed Fu Yanle's forehead and whispered, "Good morning, baby. I'll say it to you again when you wake up."
After saying that, he quietly left the bedroom.
The butler was brewing tea in the courtyard when he turned around and saw Yu Jingchen coming out. He said, "Newly arrived black tea, would you like a cup, sir?"
Yu Jingchen walked over and sat down, glancing at the book beside the butler—or rather, a stack of printed papers. "Seized? A newly published book?"
He knew Xiao Qiao loved reading and would often pull out a book in his spare time. Xiao Qiao had a wide range of interests, reading not only world-renowned classics but also obscure ancient novels, adventure stories, and more. However, this particular book was rather unremarkable; it had no cover, no pages, just a black-and-white printout. Was it really a proper book?
The butler hadn't expected Yu Jingchen to come down so early, and only then did he realize his small mistake. Lying to Yu Jingchen was unwise, so he honestly replied, "It's a new book."
"Oh," Yu Jingchen asked casually, "Who is the author?"
The butler's lips twitched, and he said, "It was written by an online author whose real name is unknown."
Please, please don't ask what I'm writing. If my boss finds out I'm reading fanfiction about him and his partner, he'll die a horrible death, okay?
The butler, quick-witted, said, "Sir, please have some tea!"
He placed the teacup in front of Yu Jingchen, not giving Yu Jingchen a chance to ask any more questions, and then said, "By the way, what are your plans to resolve the matter concerning Su Fengyao, sir?"
Yu Jingchen tightened his grip on the cup, "How is Su Fengyao doing now?"
"He has a concussion and is still unconscious." The butler frowned. "Letting him go in like this is too lenient on him."
“Isn’t that spray bottle still here? Let’s cripple him first, then go through the formalities.” Yu Jingchen put down his teacup. “This charge won’t get him a life sentence, but I don’t want him to have the chance to appear in front of Lele after he gets out of prison.”
The butler poured Yu Jingchen a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Since he's crippled and in poor health, it's hard to say whether he'll even survive his sentence."
Yu Jingchen responded, "This matter must be kept secret. Don't let the elders know, so they won't worry, and so Lele won't feel uncomfortable."
“Understood,” the butler said. “According to Xu Shuo’s investigation last night, Su Fengyao’s invitation was given to him by a female artist named Wang Yu. Before the Su family went bankrupt, this Wang Yu had a crush on Su Fengyao, but Su Fengyao ignored her. This time, Wang Yu was also among the invitees, and Su Fengyao approached her, promising to use his connections to introduce her to resources. Wang Yu didn’t believe it at first, but Su Fengyao told her that as long as she could attend this banquet, she would have a chance to make a comeback, and she would definitely remember her kindness in the future.”
The butler sighed, "In the end, it was out of old friendship that Wang Yu couldn't bear to see Su Fengyao begging her, so she gave him the invitation. She originally thought it was related to Lin Qingtong, but she didn't expect him to be so cautious."
“The reason Su Fengyao acted impulsively was because Lin Qingtong instigated him.” Yu Jingchen’s eyes were filled with malice. “Have Yaoguang investigate Lin Qingtong’s entire career since her debut.”
The butler nodded, then asked doubtfully, "Wouldn't it be better to just blacklist him?"
"Of course it's good, but it's too fast. If they ban him today, he'll disappear from the entertainment industry tomorrow. In comparison, losing everything step by step, with all the people he bullied able to stand above him and take revenge one by one, is a process that's like slow slicing for someone who's arrogant but has no self-awareness. It will be something he'll never forget." Yu Jingchen said unhurriedly, "Give Fu Sheng a message. He doesn't care about his own son, but treats his mistress and her son like a mistress and a young master. What kind of behavior is that?"
The butler nodded. "Understood."
*
When Su Fengyao woke up, he felt dizzy and had an unbearable pain in the back of his head. He opened his eyes and looked around, finding himself in a hospital room with a particularly pungent smell of disinfectant.
Memories of what happened before he fainted returned, and Su Fengyao gritted his teeth and sat up. Then a series of sounds reached his ears, and his expression changed. He immediately lifted the blanket and found that his ankles were cuffed with silver handcuffs, the other end of which was secured to the bed railing.
“…Damn it!” Su Fengyao tried to move closer to the foot of the bed.
At this moment, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Su Fengyao turned her head to see two tall men walk in.
“I told you I was awake.” Xu Shuo raised an eyebrow. “That’s what you call a jerk, thick-skinned.”
Su Fengyao looked fearful. "Who are you?"
Xu Shuo radiated an aura of childish eccentricity, proclaiming, "We are the messengers of light, the Galactic Emperor, the nemesis of eternal night—woohoo!"
The butler had no intention of wasting time here. He took out a spray bottle from his bag, and under Su Fengyao's terrified gaze, quickly walked to the bedside, restrained Su Fengyao's upper body with one hand, then unscrewed the spray bottle and poured the remaining medicine directly onto Su Fengyao's face.
"Wow... damn." Xu Shuo silently took two steps back and tightened his grip on his mask.
The butler covered Su Fengyao's mouth with his gloved hand, coldly watching as Su Fengyao's eyes widened and the upper half of her face rapidly flushed red. Then he released her and threw the white blanket on the bed to the floor.
"Wow." Xu Shuo reached out and took off the glove for the butler, his tone affected, "Brother Qiao, you're so rough."
The housekeeper tore open a disinfectant wipe, vigorously wiped his hands, and said, "You wait here for the results, I'm leaving."
"No!" Xu Shuo quickly grabbed him. "What kind of business is it to leave me here alone? You still have to take me back to the company later."
Su Fengyao was already breathing heavily, writhing like a maggot.
Although the housekeeper thought that Su Fengyao was too cowardly to commit suicide, he still tore off Xu Shuo's tie, grabbed Su Fengyao's wrists, and tied them firmly to the bed rails.
"Damn it, this tie of mine costs at least four figures, why are you ruining it like this!" Xu Shuo was furious. "Are you jealous that my salary is higher than yours!"
The housekeeper took out his phone and generously transferred 500 yuan to [Hoodie Glasses], saying without turning his head, "Take a taxi home yourself later, I'm not going to keep you company."
"Damn it, you're not allowed to leave!" Xu Shuo chased after him and blocked the butler against the wall. "If you dare to leave early, I'll tell President Yu that you've read the fanfiction about him and Young Master Fu!"
The butler was shocked. "Holy crap, how did you know?"
Xu Shuo said smugly, "On the way here, you were driving when President Yu called. Didn't I answer it for you? You have no idea that after I hung up, I accidentally scrolled through the page and saw the fanfiction page! Fu Yanle & Chen, isn't that the two of them?"
"Damn it!" the butler exclaimed, realizing his carelessness. He immediately said, "Give me back the five hundred dollars, I'm not leaving."
"Pay back my tie money first!" Xu Shuo shoved him aside, then peered inside through the door and window. He saw that Su Fengyao had transformed into a prehistoric monster, his limbs twisting at bizarre angles. He couldn't help but click his tongue, "He brought this on himself, so he can't blame others for being ruthless."
The two waited outside the ward for about half an hour. When they went back in, Su Fengyao had already fainted again. Xu Shuo immediately signaled the bodyguard to take the doctor into the ward.
A moment later, the doctor came out and said, "Partial necrosis, needs to be removed."
Xu Shuo smiled gently: "Very good."
*
"Oh, I'm fine now, I'm really fine. Thank you for your concern and for calling. I'm alive and healthy, so don't worry."
"Yes, yes, yes, that's right, okay, okay."
"I'm busy these few days, I have to record a variety show tomorrow."
“Okay, I’ll go with An Shigou then.”
"Okay, okay, goodbye, goodbye."
Fu Yanle hung up the phone, rolled off the bed, and ran downstairs, calling out as he ran, "Brother!"
"Yu Jingchen!"
"Old Yu!"
"Little Yu'er!"
"What are you yelling about?" Yu Jingchen came out of the kitchen carrying a cake.
Fu Yanle immediately moved closer to the coffee table, pointing at the cake and saying, "Purple base with white roses, so exquisite and beautiful!"
"It's not very sweet, but you can try it." Yu Jingchen handed him a fork.
"Let me take a picture!" Fu Yanle opened his phone and took a precise, all-around shot of the cake, then, as usual, sent it to three groups and Song Xueyan's WeChat.
“Someone tagged me.” Fu Yanle handed his phone to Yu Jingchen. “I want to eat cake. Bro, can you check who said what?”
Yu Jingchen scrolled to the bottom, "It's a reply about tomato and potato noodles. Mother said: 'Looks really good!' Father said: 'Eating at midnight is unhealthy, this behavior is not advisable.' Grandpa said: 'Young people are so energetic.' Zhizhi said: 'Don't show kissing videos to children, it will make them want to date even earlier.' Uncle said: 'My nephew is such a wonderful man!' Aunt said: 'You can tell from his voice that Yanle is a cute and lively child!' Aqi said: 'Wow, I'm hungry.'"
Fu Yanle said, "Besides Zhizhi, I haven't met my uncles or the others yet."
“We’ll see each other after the New Year.” Yu Jingchen then scrolled to another family group chat. “Grandpa Lu said, ‘Are you eating so poorly? Has the Yu family gone bankrupt? Do you want me to transfer you some money?’ Lu Minghe said, ‘Damn, I’m going to order a deluxe lobster noodle soup.’”
“Goose!” Fu Yanle laughed at Yu Jingchen’s “Crap!” tone.
Yu Jingchen remained calm and continued, "An Shigou said, 'Get lost.' Tang Wanbai said, 'Wow! Yanle, your boyfriend is such a perfect man! You must catch him and keep him firmly under your control! Also, can you release the video of them kissing? Just letting us hear the sound without seeing the scene is indecent behavior!'"
Yu Jingchen put down his phone, leaned closer, and asked, "Do you have a video?"
Fu Yanle took the phone with one hand, picked up a small piece of cake with the other, smeared it on Yu Jingchen's mouth, then looked up and kissed him, quickly pressing the shutter button.
"We have it now!"
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