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Fang Chuan didn't wait any longer. He found Yun Ge's office and barged in, but no one was inside. He then barged into each of the conference room doors one by one.
I pushed open the door, but there was no one there.
Pushing open the door to this room, there was no Yunge either.
The employees started calling security, and several tall and strong employees stepped forward to restrain Fang Chuan. Fang Chuan dodged them and pushed open the next room, making eye contact with Yun Ge in the main seat.
Yun Ge looked at him and knew instantly who it was without even having to guess. This was exactly the kind of appearance Huang Fuda liked—very upright, but not stiff, and full of youthful energy.
A group of people had gathered at the office door, but they all retreated to the back, and the surroundings were quiet; no one dared to speak first.
Fang Chuan asked coldly, "Yun Ge, where is he?"
Yun Ge closed his laptop, asked the others in the meeting room to wait for him for ten minutes, and then got up and walked out. The employees made way for him, and Fang Chuan followed him into the office.
As Fang Chuan closed the office door, he tried to grab Yun Ge, but pulled his hand back in disgust just before they touched. He said to Yun Ge's back, "What right do you have to take him away? Did you ask him if he wanted to?"
Yun Ge sat back in his chair and said coldly, "I'm his brother, so what gives you the right to speak to me?"
Fang Chuan mocked, "So your brothers can sleep together? I've learned something new. You ask me what my status is? I'm your 'brother's' boyfriend."
"Your boyfriend is really generous."
"This is a private matter between the two of us." Fang Chuan smiled through gritted teeth.
Yun Ge looked at him calmly and said, "I don't care how you make a scene, but it's unacceptable if someone dies. It would be best if he could wake up, but if he doesn't, then let Boss Wu prepare your funeral arrangements."
“He’ll definitely wake up, stop talking nonsense,” Fang Chuan glanced at him impatiently, then asked, “Where is he? I’m taking him home.”
"I won't stop you from going wherever you want after you wake up. Before you wake up, I have a dedicated doctor here."
“No,” Fang Chuan said firmly. “He’ll only have nightmares every day if he’s around you. You know what kind of good things you’ve done.”
"How are you any better than me? Don't you know why he reacted so strongly this time?"
Fang Chuan strode to Yun Ge's desk, placed his hands on the table, and asked in a low voice, "Why did Yun Feng die? Was it because of me? Why did he have a stress reaction? What day was it in the dream? Was I involved? What were you doing when Yun Feng died? Why didn't you look back? Do you dare to say it?"
“Everyone makes mistakes. There’s nothing I’m afraid to say, but there’s no need for me to say it to you.” Yun Ge condescended and gestured for Fang Chuan to leave. “Fang Chuan, you can leave now.”
"No, you have to give Boss Huang back to me."
Yunge picked up the intercom and said, "Call security in and take him away."
Security guards were at the door. They opened it, grabbed Fang Chuan, and tried to drag him out. Fang Chuan chuckled softly, "No need to grab me, I can walk myself."
The arms around him were removed, and the security guards kept a step's distance. Fang Chuan patted the wrinkles on his clothes and walked away without looking back.
As he walked, he pondered where Yun Ge might place him. It wouldn't be in a regular hospital; Huang Fuda's current condition didn't require him to stay there indefinitely. Xianye did have a high-end sanatorium, but it was too far, and mostly occupied by elderly people. Most likely, he'd stay at his home.
Fang Chuan carefully recalled the route he had taken to the Yun family villa. He immediately drove along the route to the gate, but his car couldn't get in; the wall was too high for him to climb over. So he went back to Boss Huang's house, drove Boss Huang's car back to the gate, and the machine recorded Huang Fuda's license plate number and automatically let him through.
He has an excellent memory and drove straight to the detached house deep inside.
He got out of the car, walked to the iron fence, and seeing that no one was in the yard, he assessed the height, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to climb over. But as soon as his foot stepped onto the step, a little girl shouted, "Brother!"
Fang Chuan was startled. He immediately took his foot down, stepped back a few paces, and pretended nothing had happened.
A little girl in a yellow dress ran out from behind a tree in the yard. She clung to the fence and called out in a clear voice, "Brother Xiaochuan!"
Fang Chuan looked down and saw that it was Little Star. Fang Chuan was a little surprised, but then he became even more certain that his Boss Huang was here.
"Little Star, is your dad here?"
"Yes, Brother Xiaochuan, Dad is sleeping upstairs."
"Then can you open the door for your brother?"
"Brother, but I don't know the password."
Fang Chuan was discouraged. He told Xiao Xingxing to be quiet and then chose to climb over the fence and jump into the yard.
With Xiaoxing providing cover, Fang Chuan successfully reached Huang Fuda's bedroom door, gently pushed it open, and quickly closed it again.
Fang Chuan strode to the bedside and looked at Huang Fuda, who was sleeping very restlessly. He felt excited about the long-awaited reunion. He stepped forward, hugged him, and patted him gently while muttering bad things about Yun Ge.
Perhaps it struck a chord with Huang Fuda, because Huang Fuda, who was initially sweating profusely, calmed down in no time.
Fang Chuan looked around the room and found a group photo on the desk. Yun Feng was in the middle, with Huang Fuda and Yun Ge on the left and right.
Fang Chuan took the photo out of the frame, tore off the half with the cloud pattern, and then put the rest into his pocket.
He went back to bed, muttered to his boss Huang for a while, and then the bedroom door was opened.
Two tall, burly men dressed in black walked in, grabbed Fang Chuan, and tried to drag him out.
Fang Chuan held Huang Fuda tightly, his wrists and shoulders aching from the grip. The young man cried out in pain, but still refused to let go. The man in black's earpiece flashed a few times. He released one hand, placed it on the earpiece, listened to the command on the other end, replied "Okay," and then forcefully dislocated one of Fang Chuan's arms.
Fang Chuan was in so much pain that cold sweat instantly broke out. He wrapped his other arm around Huang Fuda's neck even tighter and buried his face in Huang Fuda's neck. The sweat rubbed against Huang Fuda's neck, feeling cool.
"Boss, you can't abandon me." Fang Chuan said, sounding a little aggrieved. "Can you please wake up soon?"
The man in black pinched Fang Chuan's dislocated joint hard, and Fang Chuan immediately cried out in pain.
Huang Fuda, who was in Fang Chuan's arms, twitched his eyebrows, but Fang Chuan did not notice.
Fang Chuan was eventually dragged to the ground. As if in a show of defiance, the man in black started kicking him right in front of Huang Fuda, without holding back at all, specifically targeting his stomach and chest. Fang Chuan curled up, and the man's fists and feet struck him hard in the back.
"Boss! Boss Huang! Huang Fuda!" Fang Chuan shouted loudly, his cries of pain unabated.
After calling him "Boss Huang," he started calling him "Little Star."
Little Star couldn't come over either; she just called out from afar, "Brother Xiao Chuan! Grandpa Butler won't let me go over!"
The punches and kicks grew increasingly brutal, but none of them were aimed at his head. After enduring the beating for a long time, Fang Chuan rose up and pounced on Huang Fuda again. As soon as he touched his boss, Fang Chuan felt even more pain. He cried in grievance, and two tears fell on Huang Fuda's face before he was immediately pulled back by the man in black.
Huang Fuda's eyelids twitched. He was somewhat disoriented. Why was it so noisy in the room, and why was it raining? Or rather, it seemed like someone was crying on him again. But why would Yun Ge be crying? The dream gradually faded, and he slowly opened his eyes, seeing a young man with tears streaming down his face.
"Boss!" Fang Chuan shouted excitedly, then was suddenly pulled down.
A man in black dragged him out of the house by his dislocated arm, while another hand was placed next to his ear, and he said into the earpiece, "Secretary Wang, Young Master Huang has woken up."
When Huang Fuda woke up, he saw such a chaotic scene. He sat up and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Young Master Huang, the doctor will be here soon. Please wait a little longer."
Before the man in black could finish speaking, Fang Chuan shouted, "Boss, they beat me up! They broke my arm!"
The man in black paused, turned to look at him, and then said to Huang Fuda on the bed, "It's not broken, it's just temporarily dislocated."
"Boss! Don't let him take me away! They're going to drag me out and bury me alive, I heard it all!"
"No! What nonsense are you spouting!" the man in black glared at him.
The idea of burying someone alive directly touched Huang Fuda's biggest taboo. He knew Fang Chuan was talking nonsense, but he was afraid that Yun Ge would actually do it, so he pointed at the man in black and frowned: "Release the man first."
The man in black released his grip, and Fang Chuan instantly threw himself into Huang Fuda's arms again. Huang Fuda was still weak and his head was a little fuzzy. He habitually hugged Fang Chuan and patted the back of Fang Chuan's head.
Fang Chuan froze in his arms, too afraid to move.
Huang Fuda looked around the room, then his brows furrowed even more. "How did I get here?"
Fang Chuan immediately looked up and began to complain: "Yun Ge forcibly took you back!"
"Why did he bring me back for no reason? And why are you here?"
Fang Chuan's eyes darted around, and he stammered, only saying, "Boss, my arm hurts..."
Huang Fuda gently touched the young man's shoulder joint, and then heard the young man in his arms let out an extremely shrill and loud wail. The two men in black exchanged a glance, and couldn't help but twitch their lips.
"Put his arm back down." Huang Fuda glanced at the two of them, knowing that Fang Chuan was doing it on purpose, but still felt a little sorry for him and patted the back of Fang Chuan's head.
Fang Chuan's heart was pounding, half with joy and half with panic. As soon as his arm was put back, he immediately hugged his boss, Mr. Huang, with both arms.
Just then, the doctor arrived. Fang Chuan obediently went down and stood to the side. He was in pain all over, but he couldn't care less about the pain at the moment. He kept asking Huang Fuda how he was doing.
Huang Fuda lay there undergoing examination, and the memories of that night gradually returned. He turned his head and glanced at Fang Chuan, then closed his eyes again.
"There's nothing seriously wrong. He hasn't been eating properly for the past two days and has been relying entirely on IV fluids. Now that he's awake, he should eat small, frequent meals with less oil and salt on the first day."
Fang Chuan stepped forward and hurriedly said, "Okay, doctor."
The housekeeper led Little Star into the bedroom, and as soon as Little Star entered, she immediately rushed to Huang Fuda and shouted, "Daddy!"
Huang Fuda opened his eyes and looked at Xiaoxing with some surprise, "What are you doing here?"
"Uncle Yun took me back and said I would live with him from now on. I didn't agree at first, but Uncle Yun said my dad would come to see me often, so I agreed."
Yung-Ge adopted Little Star?
Huang Fuda looked at the butler at the door. The butler noticed his confusion and smiled at Huang Fuda, saying, "Young Master has given instructions that Young Master Huang can come back to see Miss whenever he wants."
Fang Chuan glanced at Huang Fuda, then at Xiao Xingxing, and felt even more annoyed with Yun Ge.
He crouched down next to Huang Fuda and took his hand, but it was immediately pulled away. Fang Chuan instantly realized that Huang Fuda was remembering what happened that night, and the smile on his face disappeared. He lowered his eyes, didn't touch him again, and just said, "Boss, let's go home."
"What about me? Can I go home with Dad?"
Huang Fuda sat up, looked down at Xiaoxing's innocent eyes, and patted her head: "This is your home. Also, don't call me Dad anymore, you have a new dad now."
Huang Fuda didn't want to look Fang Chuan in the eye. He looked at the bedroom door and asked, "Did you drive?"
Fang Chuan knew he was asking him, so he immediately stood up and said, "It's open, right at the entrance. Let me help you walk."
The butler pushed over a wheelchair, and Fang Chuan helped the man into it. He silently pushed the man to the stairs, then squatted down in front of the wheelchair and carried Huang Fuda down the stairs.
Fang Chuan had just been hit quite a bit on the back, and Huang Fuda's weight made it even more painful, but he didn't utter a sound. After going down the stairs, he put the person in a wheelchair, pushed him to the car, and then carried him into the car.
No one stopped them along the way, except for Little Star.
The atmosphere became awkward when the two were alone in the car.
Fang Chuan turned around, composed himself, looked into Huang Fuda's eyes, and said seriously, "I'm sorry."
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