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One morning a week later, Meng Chuan drove Wen Zhongyi out for some fresh air. Wen Zhongyi didn’t like staying cooped up at home, and Meng Chuan wasn’t comfortable letting him go out alone. For this, Meng Chuan canceled two meetings and cleared a whole morning to accompany him. The car cruised steadily onto the cross-sea bridge. The road was wide, with endless blue ocean on both sides. The sky was a pale blue, scattered with a few white clouds. An old love song played in the car, slow and…- 144.9 K • Completed
- Meng Chuan didn’t hand the evidence over to the police immediately. As he had said—he wouldn’t let Jiang Ming get off easy. In early April, multiple media outlets simultaneously released negative reports about Jiang Ming. Numerous men and women who had been coerced into relationships with him stepped forward, publicly denouncing Jiang Ming as a complete scumbag in a suit. The news rapidly went viral online. Netizens quickly joined the outcry. Zhaobo Technologies was pushed into the…
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- Meng Chuan stayed in the hospital for nearly a week. Including the time spent in the ICU, it had been more than half a month altogether. During that time, many people came to visit him. The bedside table was overflowing with flowers and fruit baskets. One day, Wen Zhongyi tried to sneak a lychee from a fruit basket when Meng Chuan wasn’t looking—only to be caught. Meng Chuan immediately called Zhou Lu over and had the basket taken away. He only left a small handful behind. “Too many…
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- Zhou Lu finished her call, then turned to them and said, “The matter with the car accident is almost dealt with. The driver woke up yesterday and has already told the police everything about being hired by someone.” But the driver had only taken the money to do a job. He didn’t know who gave him the money, nor who the person he was following was. Jiang Ming had been extremely cautious. The payment was made in cash, and the person who showed up at the driver’s house had been completely wrapped…
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- Wen Zhongyi cried on Meng Chuan’s shoulder for a long time. As if he wanted to cry out every last tear, to release all his emotions. Meng Chuan raised his unbandaged hand and gently stroked Wen Zhongyi’s back, tracing his spine slowly, again and again. He was comforting Wen Zhongyi, and also restraining himself. Only after Wen Zhongyi had let everything out and cried himself tired did Meng Chuan pat his waist and rasp, “No more crying. Sit down and let’s talk.” Wen Zhongyi’s…
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- Meng Chuan slept for a long, long time. Wen Zhongyi kept watch from morning until noon, before Ji Ying and Zhou Lu forcibly dragged him to the neighboring ward to rest for two hours. When he returned, Meng Chuan still hadn’t opened his eyes. “How long until he wakes up?” Wen Zhongyi couldn’t help but ask the nurse. The nurse changed out the IV drip, the white liquid falling in slow, steady drops. She said to Wen Zhongyi, “The exact time depends on how well his consciousness recovers, but…
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- When the bodyguard called, Meng Chuan was on his way to the company. He had just finished an interview and had an important meeting lined up. His schedule was tight, leaving no room for rest. Sitting in the back seat, Meng Chuan leaned on one hand with his eyes closed, intending to take a short nap, but no matter how he tried, he couldn’t fall asleep. His right eyelid kept twitching. That was when his phone rang. Seeing that the call was from the bodyguard, Meng Chuan’s heart skipped a…
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- Strictly speaking, the child’s features really did resemble Wen Zhongyi more. Meng Chuan thought that was great—and if the child’s personality turned out like Wen Zhongyi’s too, even better. Then he’d definitely be a sweet, gentle, well-behaved little boy. The checkup showed everything was normal. The doctor put away the probe and asked Wen Zhongyi if there had been any other physical changes lately. Wen Zhongyi hesitated, unsure whether to say anything. He glanced at Meng Chuan, then…
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- Meng Chuan carried that bouquet around with a silly grin for several days, even posting it to his Moments feed, which shocked his entire gang of friends—who all messaged him asking who had sent it. So far, only Ji Shu knew about him and Wen Zhongyi. Meng Chuan casually brushed them off with some vague excuse. He ate every last bite of the cake in the fridge, and even the delicate roses—hard to keep alive—were thriving under his care. Meanwhile, Wen Zhongyi’s belly was growing by the day.…
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- Meng Chuan held the bouquet in a daze, feeling like he was dreaming. The floral scent was light and delicate. He buried his entire face into it and took a deep sniff, thinking it smelled very similar to Wen Zhongyi’s pheromones—so fragrant it left him dizzy. Wen Zhongyi had already walked into the living room, took off his coat and hung it on the rack. Seeing Meng Chuan clinging to the bouquet like it was his lifeline, he curled his lips and mocked him on purpose: “Didn’t you say you didn’t…
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