TYMEHBDES Chapter 17

Jiang Luoluo’s eyelashes quivered. “But you’re not sick,” he said obediently. “There’s no point in taking the medicine…”

“How am I not sick?”

A smile played at the corners of Fu Tingchuan’s lips, his deep voice smooth and soothing. “My heart hurts so much it’s almost unbearable…”

The edge of Jiang Luoluo’s ear turned red, and it felt like a deer in his heart was going crazy, pounding against his ribcage wildly.

He didn’t dare look or listen anymore. Picking up the cup, he tilted his head back and gulped down all the contents in one go.

No way am I sharing sips with Fu Tingchuan! he thought. I’m not sick. Why would I need to take medicine?

“Here, take it!” Jiang Luoluo handed Fu Tingchuan his empty cup with a bold gesture. But his eyelashes quivered uncontrollably, showing that his mood was not as calm as it appeared.

Fu Tingchuan took the cup and set it on the bedside table.

Jiang Luoluo’s small face crinkled. So bitter. The bitter taste of medicine surged up his throat. He wished he could rip out his tongue to escape the bitterness.

He needs some sugar…

But I was just so confident. If I ask for sugar now, will Fu Tingchuan see through my act? Will he laugh at me?

No, Fu Tingchuan isn’t like the ruthless tycoon Fu Tingchuan. He’s very gentle…

Before Jiang Luoluo could sort out these conflicting thoughts, two slightly cool fingers gripped his chin.

His shoulders tilted with the movement. Fu Tingchuan’s other hand cradled the back of his head, and he bent down toward him.

Their breaths mingled together. Jiang Luoluo’s eyes widened as he gazed up into Fu Tingchuan’s handsome face, inches away, about to touch him with his lips.

The bitterness on his tongue was swallowed by the man before him. Jiang Luoluo let Fu Tingchuan kiss him, feeling helpless as his patient partner led him into a new experience.

A hint of sweetness began to grow in his heart.

When Fu Tingchuan let go, Jiang Luoluo was breathless, gasping for air. His small face was bright red—from holding back or maybe embarrassment—and even the tips of his ears had turned pink.

Fu Tingchuan just smiled at him, gently wiping away the marks on his lips with his fingertips. As Jiang Luoluo caught his breath, he leaned in again.

As if taking care of him, he would kiss him, pull back a little, then look at him before dipping back down. It was tender and full of longing.

Jiang Luoluo was so self-conscious he wanted to die. When Fu Tingchuan came to kiss him again, he hid his face in the man’s arms.

Fu Tingchuan didn’t force him, just held him close and smoothed the hair at the back of his neck.

Muffled words reached him from the embrace, each sentence followed by a warm breath: “Fu Tingchuan, where did you learn this?”

Jiang Luoluo couldn’t explain his feelings.

Moments ago he’d felt full of joy, but now he thought about how Fu Tingchuan had no skills in the beginning. He compared that to how skilled he was now, and found himself a little alarmed by this person in his arms, who was far too good at this.

He moved so smoothly and naturally—clearly he’d practiced a lot.

Still, he wondered who this might be, or if it was even one of his exes whom he cared for…

Jiang Luoluo clutched at Fu Tingchuan’s collar, his heart feeling tight.

Fu Tingchuan smiled, stroking his hair as if genuinely puzzled. “There’s nothing to learn about that, is there?”

“When you love someone, you want to care for them, cherish them, and protect them from hurt or discomfort. It comes naturally.”

As he spoke, Fu Tingchuan’s eyes seemed to deepen momentarily, yet his voice remained clear and steady. “Wasn’t it like that with Luoluo’s previous boyfriend?”

Previous boyfriend? There was none. Just this bastard Fu Tingchuan.

Jiang Luoluo couldn’t explain himself and didn’t know how to deceive him. He decided to change the topic instead. “Fu Tingchuan, I’m hungry~”

Noticing Jiang Luoluo’s silence about the other man, Fu Tingchuan’s eyes grew even deeper.

Damn it.

The man who had claimed him first was truly enviable.

He leaned down to kiss Jiang Luoluo’s head, a cold smile lingering at the corners of his lips.

But that man’s luck should end here.

His baby, having him as a husband is enough.

As for the others—

It would be safer to get rid of them soon.

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After taking his medicine, Jiang Luoluo felt drowsy again. He had been worn out all night, and now his muscles ached all over.

He couldn’t muster much energy. Even at lunchtime, Fu Tingchuan had to call someone to bring food over. He held Jiang Luoluo on his lap and coaxed him to eat a few bites.

In his hazy sleep, someone touched his forehead, and the words he heard seemed to float from far away.

“I won’t go to the office this afternoon,” the voice said. “I’ll work here in the study. When the baby wakes up, just call me.”

The study door was shut tightly. Fu Tingchuan sat in the chair by the desk, as still as a statue.

He scrolled through the information sent to his phone, his sharp eyebrows drawn together. “Is this all?”

“That’s all there is,” the person on the phone explained. “It was their first meeting after a long reunion, so they only moved from the hair salon on the fifth floor of the mall downstairs to the café on the first floor. They didn’t go anywhere else.”

“We’ve already downloaded all the surveillance footage and sent it to you as a package.”

After hanging up, Fu Tingchuan unpacked the folder and quickly watched all the videos.

In the footage, the little figure had an innocent expression. When he lowered his head to drink, he looked like a cute little rabbit, and when he lifted his head, his eyes were bright and sparkly.

Anyone would love him.

Fu Tingchuan reached out, his fingertips touching the joyful face on the screen. His throat bobbed heavily.

The roaring desire in his blood boiled, stripped off his clothes, trapped him against the carved headboard of the bed, covered him with soft blankets, and locked him inside the gates of an estate…

He would never escape again.

His gaze became obsessed, dark like Bottomless Night.

Fu Tingchuan let out a deep breath.

The screen once again reflected a calm, gaunt face.

His little prey is too beautiful and too conspicuous.

So he must be well prepared.

Prepare a cage of pure gold, lined with the world’s most expensive blanket, furnished with the most ornate decor.

Then, with his own hands, placed his little canary inside.

For now, it’s time to deal with the fool who dared to approach his treasure, overestimating his worth.

This thought seemed to please him. With a hint of a smile at the corners of his lips, he dialed another number.

Sir, shall we proceed as before?”

“No need,” Fu Tingchuan tapped his fingers on the table.

If this so-called adulterer wasn’t the one named Xu, then it must be someone else.

As for this idiot who almost became the scapegoat…

His finger hesitated on the table for a moment before he spoke, his deep voice carrying a hint of mercy:

“Cut him some slack. A little punishment for a big lesson.”

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How did Fu Tingchuan go from a gentle nurse to a jealous tycoon in 0.2 seconds? Honestly, translating his wild personality swings is a workout for my brain. 😅

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