Mr. Liang, you mustn't covet other people's fiancées!

Arrived at the apartment building where Wen Li rented.

"Take a good rest these few days and get ready to start work. Call me if you need anything." Liang Chaoxu waved to Wen Li.

Wen Li didn't respond to that, but smiled faintly and said, "Take your time on the way back, and be careful."

Liang Chaoxu didn't mind. After watching Wen Li enter the building, he was about to start the car when his assistant Yan Jin called. He simply answered the phone while still in the car.

Wen Li climbed the stairs in a daze. When she was almost on the third floor, she pulled her bag over and looked down to look for her keys.

Suddenly, hurried and heavy footsteps echoed down the stairs above, reverberating through the narrow stairwell.

Wen Li subconsciously looked up, but before she could react, Song Yu, who was running down in front of her, grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.

She was knocked off her feet and fell backward, the two of them tumbling down the stairs.

Wen Li didn't have much fat on her body. When she fell, she was crushed by the tall and strong Song Yu and hit the edge of the steps hard on her spine. The dull pain spread instantly, and she felt dizzy.

Song Yu got up, calling out, "Wen Youyou, are you alright?" and pulled Wen Li up from the ground.

"Ah!" Wen Li cried out in pain, "Song Yu, don't move me, call an ambulance right away!"

"Okay, okay," Song Yu said, then hurriedly pulled out his phone to make a call.

Wen Li was in so much pain that she felt dizzy and lay on her side on the ground, too afraid to move.

"Which building?" Song Yu glanced at the doorplate next to him; it didn't have a building number on it. He quickly ran downstairs, walked to the unit door, and looked up at the door frame. "Building six."

Just as Liang Chaoxu hung up the phone and was about to leave, he saw Song Yu pacing back and forth outside the building entrance, looking flustered.

His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately opened the car door and got out: "Song Yu, what are you doing here?"

Upon seeing Liang Chaoxu, Song Yu's panic vanished at a visible speed: "Uncle, Wen Li fell down the stairs and hurt her ankle."

"What!" Liang Chaoxu turned around and ran into the unit door, quickly climbing the stairs by taking five steps at a time.

When I saw Wen Li on the second or third floor stair landing, she was already covered in cold sweat from the pain.

Liang Chaoxu crouched down, not daring to move her easily: "Wen Li, where does it hurt?"

"...Waist." Wen Li's vision blurred with each passing moment, and her voice trembled incessantly.

It was 4 p.m. at the hospital.

Liang Chaoxu busied himself arranging everything before going to Wen Li's ward.

As soon as I entered, I saw Song Yu holding Wen Li's hand and crying.

"I'm sorry, Wen Youyou, I'm so sorry..."

When Liang Chaoxu went over to take a look, he saw that Wen Li's waist was fixed with a splint and one of her arms was in a thick cast.

He said coldly to Song Yu, "Let go of her hand. You'll hurt her spine if you keep pulling like that."

Song Yu wiped away his tears, stood up, and said in a loud voice, "It's all my fault, Uncle."

"Shut up." Liang Chaoxu frowned.

Liang Chaoxu glanced at Wen Li, who was still under anesthesia on the bed, then turned and walked towards the door: "Come out."

Song Yu jogged after him.

"How is your father?" Liang Chaoxu stopped not far from the ward and turned to ask Song Yu.

"The doctor said my dad has high blood pressure and can't be stimulated or emotionally agitated," Song Yu said.

Liang Chaoxu glanced at the ward and lowered his voice: "So, what did your parents say about your engagement to Wen Li?"

"I don't want to lose Wen Li, Uncle." Song Yu shook his head repeatedly while reaching out to grab Liang Chaoxu's arm.

"I love her very much, and I want to marry her. Could you please help me persuade her? She has always listened to you."

Liang Chaoxu pulled his arm back, his tone cold and deep: "Even now, you still have the nerve to say such things."

He paused for a moment: "Back when you were in college, you told her every year that you would visit her in Sydney during winter break, but time and time again you disappointed her."

"Now you're crying and saying you don't want to lose her, but on the very day you get your marriage certificate, you're secretly having an affair with someone else."

Song Yu glanced around to make sure no one was watching before slowly speaking, "No, Uncle. I really have my reasons, and when I was in college, I called Wen Li every day, really..."

Liang Chaoxu's jaw tightened, anger surging in his eyes: "Your so-called predicament is just taking advantage of being thousands of miles away to act recklessly and spew lies?"

Song Yu was stunned. He was always very cautious, especially when he was at the Liang family's house. What did Liang Chaoxu know, and how much did he know?

Liang Chaoxu raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose: "Your love is too superficial. Wen Li has suffered a lot since she was a child, don't waste her energy anymore."

"Let's find a time to dissolve the engagement and live our own lives."

Song Yu pleaded anxiously, "Uncle, please help me this one more time. Uncle..."

Liang Chaoxu glanced at him sideways: "Tonight, go to Yuhe Mansion and pack up all your belongings and take them with you. Don't leave a single thing behind, or you'll dirty my house."

"Furthermore, you should resign from HR tomorrow morning. My company cannot tolerate someone as immoral as you."

Song Yu was completely stunned: "Uncle, I'm your nephew, I'm..."

Liang Chaoxu interrupted him: "From the moment you cheated on me, you were no longer my nephew."

After Song Yu left, Liang Chaoxu took out his phone and called the family's housekeeper, Aunt Wang.

"Cook some sweet porridge and send it to Jishuitan Hospital."

After asking about the specifics, Aunt Wang said, "Okay, then I'll cook two more poached eggs for that young lady."

"She's allergic to eggs, so she can't eat them," Liang Chaoxu said calmly. "Make her something else."

Aunt Wang was slightly taken aback, then quickly said, "Okay."

Back in the ward, I saw that the scratches on Wen Li's neck were still red and swollen.

Liang Chaoxu asked the medical staff for iodine swabs, gently held her chin, and carefully wiped away the scratches on her neck.

The irritation from the iodine made the wound hurt, and Wen Li subconsciously turned her head to the other side to avoid the iodine stick.

Liang Chaoxu glanced at her and let out a soft sigh.

He simply spread his palms and cupped half of her cheek to hold her head still, and continued to treat the wound gently.

In her hazy state, Wen Li felt a comfortable coolness on her cheek and unconsciously rubbed it against her cheek.

The warm, soft touch on her face spread along his fingertips, quickly reaching the depths of Liang Chaoxu's heart.

His movements suddenly stopped, and he froze on the spot, his heart skipping a beat.

"Wen Li?" Liang Chaoxu threw down the iodine swab in his hand, leaned forward on the edge of the bed to look at her.

Wen Li's long eyelashes trembled, but she did not wake up.

Just then, the phone on the bedside table vibrated.

Liang Chaoxu held his breath, pulled his arm back, reached for his phone, and saw the contact name: Senior Jiang You.

He glanced at Wen Li on the hospital bed, straightened up, and swiped the screen to connect.

Jiang You's voice came through the receiver, bright and energetic: "Wen Li, have you filled out your follow-up report?"

Liang Chaoxu lowered his eyes, his voice cold and clear: "Wen Li is sick and resting."

"What's wrong with her?" Jiang You immediately tensed up, and realizing something was wrong, he quickly added.

"You must be Wen Li's fiancé, right? Please tell her to get some rest, and we can talk about the documents another day."

Upon hearing the words "fiancé," Liang Chaoxu's eyes froze. After a moment of silence, he spoke softly.

"I'll have Wen Li contact you once she wakes up."

"OK, thanks."