Chapter 122 Self-Inflicted
Morning light streamed through the gauze curtains, casting a soft, warm white glow on the bedding.
The man's fingertips gently brushed against the ambiguous red mark on Ruan Yi's neck, his eyes surging with obvious heartache, and his voice was extremely soft.
"I'm sorry... Xiaoyi, I hurt you."
He lowered his head, his lips pressed against the marks of varying depths, kissing them one by one, as if carefully making amends.
"I'm sorry, I went too far."
A warm breath swept across my skin, carrying a hint of regret.
"I'll be gentler in the future."
Ruan Yi felt a little ticklish from his kisses, so she shrank her neck and glared at him angrily.
"You knew too? Oh well... I brought this on myself anyway!"
Fu Jingchen looked up at her, the annoyance in his eyes fading, replaced by an indescribable tenderness and affection.
He leaned closer, his nose brushing against her cheek, his voice lowered, carrying a deliberate hint of ambiguity.
"So, Xiao Yi will start asking for trouble like this every day from now on?"
"However... we need to have a few more sets of bed sheets at home."
The man's voice in the morning was magnetic, and it sent a shiver down my neck like a feather tickling me.
Ruan Yi's cheeks flushed, and she opened her mouth and bit down hard on his Adam's apple, with a hint of gritted teeth.
"You wish! I'll be drained dry!"
"Isn't this just Xiaoyi draining me dry?"
His experiments concluded that if you don't use kissing to soothe and relax a girl...
It's not just that it might move, it seems like it could really break things.
Ruan Yi opened her eyes wide with shame and pushed him hard.
"What are you saying! Get up, we have to go to the company."
Fu Jingchen took her hand, his fingertips tracing the back of her hand, and asked casually.
"Is Xiaoyi resting at home today, or... ending her vacation early to help me at the company?"
His tone was sincere, and his eyes unconsciously tightened.
Of course she knew that Fu Jingchen didn't need her help with work; he was just still worried after experiencing the panic.
He feared that when he wasn't around, someone with ulterior motives might take advantage of the situation.
This silent and patient "husband" character could not suppress his anxiety and insecurity in the end.
Ruan Yi noticed the fleeting nervousness in his eyes and secretly smiled to herself.
At least he talked to her, and sleeping it off seemed to have given him some courage.
Ruan Yi deliberately put on a stern face, "Neither."
Seeing the man's brows furrowed and his silent jealousy returning, Ruan Yi finally spoke up to explain.
“My mom called the day before yesterday. She was worried because I hadn’t been back to China for so long. She was concerned about my health and insisted that I get a full checkup.”
Fu Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to ruffle her hair, and softened his voice.
"That's good, it'll put my mind at ease if I get a checkup."
But as soon as he finished speaking, his brows furrowed slightly, and he asked hesitantly.
"Xiao Yi...you're not going to Pei Lian's place, are you?"
He didn't want Ruan Yi and Pei Lian to have any involvement.
Even though Ruan Yi is now his girlfriend, the blurry images that occasionally flash through his mind always make his heart tighten.
The dream was almost too real for him to see clearly, yet he inexplicably felt that his friend of many years was far more dangerous than he appeared.
It wasn't just the wariness between rivals, but an inexplicable intuition about potential dangers.
"Of course I won't look for him."
Without thinking, Ruan Yi shook her head, then blinked, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally spoke.
"Don't you also feel that Pei Lian gives off a strange vibe?"
Having done the most intimate things together, Ruan Yi now has no taboos with him and speaks more directly.
Fu Jingchen was taken aback. He hadn't expected her to be so blunt. The doubt in his eyes was dispelled by her frank gaze, and he felt much lighter.
It's the best thing that your girlfriend has a bad impression of your rival.
Fu Jingchen couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips into a smile, a hint of barely perceptible triumph in his expression.
"Yes, that's why Xiaoyi should stay far away from him."
The man pinched her cheek, his tone half-serious and half-joking, but his jealousy was obvious.
"Even if I've known him for a long time, who knows if he's a pervert in private?"
Ruan Yi was amused by him.
"I was just saying it casually, and you actually started badmouthing your own friend?"
"The friendship between you men is so superficial."
Ruan Yi assumed he was just jealous, that he was afraid of being surrounded by others again, and that he was deliberately speaking in a serious tone.
"Well, if you ask me, based on... last night, you're the more perverted one."
Fu Jingchen was taken aback for a moment, then raised an eyebrow, a sly glint in his eyes, and leaned close to her ear, speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear.
"Xiao Yi... but that's not complete yet."
“I was controlling it, otherwise Xiaoyi would have gotten hurt.”
Ruan Yi was instantly speechless, her cheeks flushed red, and she reached out to push his face away.
"Then don't reveal your full form again!"
Fu Jingchen chuckled softly, the sound making his chest tremble slightly. He then pulled her into his arms and kissed the top of her head.
"That depends on whether Xiaoyi is good or not."
"Why?! Why can't you behave?"
She looked up and deliberately bumped into the man's chin.
"Me? Of course I can be obedient, little Yi..."
"How about we move on top next time?"
"Who told you that!"
After successfully earning a mild slap for his outspokenness, Fu happily went out.
As Fu Jingchen's car outside the window gradually shrank in size, Ruan Yi turned and went back to the bedside.
She took out her phone and found the new contact information.
That was the chief physician of another private hospital, and he was from the United States. He definitely had nothing to do with Pei Lian.
"Dr. Smith? Hello, my last name is Ruan."
"Yes, I have a full body check-up scheduled for today. Okay, I'll be there on time."
Ruan Yi hung up the phone, changed into some comfortable clothes, picked up her bag, and prepared to go out.
Although this ordeal almost broke me apart, at least I managed to appease my boyfriend.
They successfully nipped the possibility of Fu Jingchen suffering alone, brooding, or even turning to the dark side in the bud.
Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on the floor. It was bright sunlight, but my thoughts just wouldn't settle down.
In the office, the man's fingertips rested on the keyboard, his knuckles white, and his typing movements were so gentle that they seemed like he was playing a musical instrument.
On the computer screen, rows of data scrolled by, and in the most prominent position, the name of the hospital the girl had just booked was displayed, along with her appointment time and the attending physician's information.
The man's eyes were lowered, his long silver eyelashes casting a faint shadow beneath them, obscuring his expression.
Only the occasional pause at his fingertips reveals his dangerous emotions.
The man, dressed in a white coat and resembling a doctor, leaned forward slightly, his hands clasped on the table, his tone filled with cautious respect.
"Mr. Pei, our team has made some new adjustments to the subsequent research plan. Considering your investment standards, we'd like to present it to you for review first..."
He carefully considered every word he spoke, afraid of disturbing the person opposite him.
But the man didn't react.
He lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze remaining fixed on the computer screen in front of him the entire time.
That photo freezes on the image of a woman.
The light from the screen shone on his silver-white hair and also on the calm profile of his face.
But there seems to be some sense of frustration.
He stared at the smiling face on the computer screen, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the cold edges of the screen.
He tried being gentle, but Ruan Yi didn't like it.
He would either politely thank her or simply become her friend; those beautiful eyes never showed the ripples he expected.
Someone like Fu Jingchen? He always has a straight face, calling it composure, but it's just an act.
Or... like Gu Zhi?
Once you get to the US, you practically wear a gun on your head all day long, what's that? A madman?
As for Shen Xun, that disgraceful violent maniac is good for nothing except his face and body.
The man frowned, trying to discern something from her features in the photo.
Which one is it?
He can act it out, as long as she likes it.
But what the man didn't know was...
Ruan Yi has many favorite things.
I just hate people who love to act.
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