Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

"I'm scared... Lu Fang..." Su Nanqin snuggled against the man in front of her, repeating the words as if suppressing endless emotions.

"I'm scared..."

I'm afraid you'll never wake up again, I'm afraid I'll never see Lu Fang again...

Lu Fang could see the unease and vulnerability in the person in front of him.

Lu Fang bent down slightly, enduring the excruciating pain from his wounds, and raised his hand to lift Su Nanqin up.

Su Nanqin was very light and fell into Lu Fang's arms.

Both were wearing hospital gowns and had injuries, yet there was a strange harmony between them.

The violent movement aggravated his wound, and Lu Fang gasped.

Su Nanqin, her eyes red, wanted to look at his wound, but Lu Fang pressed her back down by her shoulder.

Her voice was a little hoarse when she spoke again, "It doesn't hurt, baby, don't move, let someone hold you..."

Su Nanqin's nose stung terribly, and she forced out a sentence through the pain, "You're lying... I thought you didn't want me anymore..."

Lu Fang was very weak, but he used his tall stature to hold the slightly frail person in his arms.

They held her tightly in their arms, as if she were a lost treasure that had been found again.

Lu Fang was also scared, but he still rubbed Su Nanqin's head again and again.

Then, leaning slightly forward, he placed a very light kiss on the other person's forehead.

"Don't be afraid... Lu Fang will never abandon Nan Nan..."

Although it hadn't been long, Su Nanqin felt like Lu Fang hadn't called him Nan Nan like that in ages.

Su Nanqin has been walking alone on the altar of the business world in the capital for many years, but only with Lu Fang is he truly Nan Nan.

She is someone who can be cherished and pampered like a child by her partner.

Su Nanqin's injuries weren't serious; he stayed with Lu Fang in the hospital for about ten days.

Perhaps fearing that staying in the hospital for too long would be bad for Su Nanqin, Lu Fang also insisted that he did not want to stay any longer.

Su Nanqin had already changed into the casual sweatshirt that Lu Fang had bought for her.

Lu Fang wasn't quite there yet, and the two of them didn't want anyone to disturb them.

At this moment, watching Su Nanqin, who had almost never done these kinds of housework before, packing her luggage by the bedside in a slightly clumsy yet extremely earnest manner, was quite a sight.

It was somewhat funny, but a warm feeling washed over me.

Finally, when Su Nanqin messed up his clothes for the third time and looked somewhat annoyed.

Lu Fang, dressed in a hospital gown, sat leisurely on the bed and finally burst out laughing.

Su Nanqin turned back to look at him in annoyance.

She was half-squatting on the ground, which was a mess. Her angry yet helpless expression was just too cute.

Lu Fang couldn't help but suppress his laughter.

Su Nanqin didn't find it funny at all; he just wanted to do something for Lu Fang.

But he couldn't do any of these things well.

Perhaps sensing that Su Nanqin was truly angry, Lu Fang beckoned to him with a touch of indulgence.

Su Nanqin kept a straight face, but in the end she still obediently walked up to Lu Fang.

Perhaps not wanting Lu Fang to look up at him, he obediently sat down by the other's bedside, his little face still showing resentment.

Lu Fang chuckled, pinched and rubbed her head, "Alright, if you can't clean it up, then don't bother. My Nan Nan doesn't need any of this."

"But I want to do it for you," Su Nanqin said unhappily.

He was afraid he wouldn't have the chance to do it again.

Lu Fang naturally saw through Su Nanqin's thoughts. In fact, he had been taking advantage of Su Nanqin's inattention to talk about catatonia recently.

He had already found out that Su Nanqin's acquired stress reaction could be managed well by taking good care of him and keeping his emotions stable.

It is actually not easy for it to develop into true catatonia.

His previous reactions were simply a chain reaction caused by his excessive nervousness when no one was around.

In other words, Su Nanqin does not currently have a mental illness, but he has some psychological trauma, emotional instability, and difficulty sleeping.

These conditions can be improved with medication and proper treatment.

Of course, these steps need to be taken one by one after monitoring and discussion.

Of course, this also requires Su Nanqin's cooperation.

Previously, Su Nanqin was alone and had no one to protect him.

But now, Lu Fang would never allow things to go in a bad direction.

Lu Fang's eyes softened as he looked at the docile person beside the bed, and he couldn't resist pulling the person into his arms again.

He hugged her and showered her with kisses until Su Nanqin's lips went numb.

She gave Lu Fang a weak push, but instead leaned into his arms.

Having experienced a life-or-death separation, the two are like lovers still in the throes of new love.

They're always sticky and clingy, like they want to be glued to each other.

Su Nanqin was dependent on him, while Lu Fang was deeply fond of him.

If Su Nanqin weren't feeling well right now, and Lu Fang weren't also injured...

Lu Fang really wanted to pin him down and do it to him, making Su Nanqin cry in his ears.

Su Nanqin learned the whole story about Ji Yang from MG the day after he woke up.

Ji Yang is the youngest son left behind by Uncle Ji. Back then, Su Xiangming pushed out Uncle Ji's drug patent and Su Nanqin's kidnapping to be the scapegoat.

In the end, he died at the hands of that group of people, and Ji Yang, who should have been living a wealthy life, was reduced to the bottom of society.

However, he harbored resentment towards Su Nanqin. Later, by chance, he seized control of Su Xiangming's weaknesses and used this opportunity to gain power. He also arranged for Yingyi, who had grown up with him since childhood, to enter MG and become a core member.

This gradually led to them becoming a small, hidden force that stirred up trouble in the capital and opposed Su Nanqin.

The warm yellow light from the bedside lamp flickered as Su Nanqin leaned against Lu Fang's chest.

Lu Fang toyed with his slightly long, soft hair. "So, Ji Yang knew about many of the group's previous moves?"

Lu Fang felt a chill run down his spine upon closer examination.

"Hmm." Su Nanqin let Ye manipulate it. "However, he didn't dare to make any rash moves until a month and a half ago when I noticed something unusual about the company's senior management. I went to MG and found out that they were planning a big move in the shadows, wanting to take advantage of the discord within the group and the old man's indecisiveness to empty the Su family in one fell swoop."

"So this was part of the reason you were in such a hurry to break up?"

Lu Fang looked at him with a dangerous glint in his eyes, and even gave the other man's waist a warning rub.

Su Nanqin felt a chill run down her spine under Lu Fang's gaze.

He knew that Lu was actually angry all along, angry that he had kept such a big thing from the other person, angry that he had kept his physical condition a secret, and angry that he still wanted to cook alone during the crisis.

Su Nanqin felt guilty and didn't even dare to look at Lu Fang.

He knew that Lu Fang wasn't so easily fooled, and that the real score hadn't been settled with him yet.

Arguing is arguing, getting angry is getting angry, but one thing Lu Fang would never do is ignore Su Nanqin.

Lu Fang had indeed been holding back a lot of anger, and he wanted to vent it.

Especially when he saw Su Nanqin, such a delicate person, nestled in his arms, pretending to be docile, yet turning around to do earth-shattering things behind his back that made him worry.

Lu Fang gritted his teeth, glaring at him fiercely. "I should have made you weak, made you cry, then locked you up and made you beg for mercy until you said you'd never do it again."

"I'm sorry..." Su Nanqin's nose felt a little sore, and the person lying on her side was Lu Fang's waist, which was still wrapped in bandages.

He felt somewhat guilty, yet also a little wronged by Lu Fang's fierce tone.

"I was just too scared."

"What's the use of saying sorry?!" More than half a month has passed since that incident, and Lu Fang has been very gentle, even considerate, during this time.

This was the first time he had spoken to Su Nanqin so sternly, with a hint of anger in his voice.

Su Nanqin's eyes were red-rimmed, and she didn't dare to look up at him. "I..."

"He always says sorry, but I still do it. What do you want me to do to remember? He's your man, someone you can rely on and confide in!"

Lu Fang had been suppressing his feelings for too long, and Su Nanqin deserved to be scolded and taught a lesson.

At that moment, he couldn't care less about feeling sorry for the other person.

Su Nanqin's nasal cavity felt sore from being blocked.

"Yes! You were afraid I'd worry, you were worried about my safety, but you faced all that alone, faced the pain of possibly developing catatonia. Didn't you ever think about how heartbroken, sad, and miserable you would be when you found out the truth?!"

Lu Fang's expression was fierce, and his stern voice made Su Nanqin's eardrums tremble.

He was afraid, yet also craved the scent of nicotine on Lu Fang.

But he also knew for certain that Lu Fang would be fierce, scold, and control him, but he would never really hurt him.

Even during the period when he resolutely broke up with Lu Fang, Lu Fang was so angry that he was almost going crazy and hardly ever gave him a kind look.

But the breakfast and snacks downstairs have never stopped every morning.

Lu Fang is that kind of person—stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside.

They say the harshest things, but do the most loving things.

Perhaps because of genuine guilt, Su Nanqin's eyes welled up with tears, and she tried to take Lu Fang's hand.

The other party barely flung him away.

Su Nanqin felt somewhat aggrieved.

She crawled out of Lu Fang's arms again, then knelt down in front of him, her eyes red, and obediently took his hand.

"I won't do it again, don't be angry... If you're still angry, you can hit me..."

Su Nanqin's voice had a nasal tone and sounded somewhat sticky.

Her long, slender eyelashes drooped slightly and trembled gently under the warm yellow light.