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SDVPP Chapter 88

Acting

Chi Han could no longer feel the existence of his own waist. For the first time, he missed that big bed in his room so much.

Rong Xu’s tie was half draped across his cheek. In the half-exposed eye, there was a wet, unfocused look. His whole body was trembling slightly.

Chi Han’s chest kept rising and falling. His throat was unbearably dry now, his waist ached, and the place where his thigh touched the wheelchair’s armrest hurt too.

It must have rubbed the skin raw!

Rong Xu, on the other hand, was neat and proper. All the buttons on his shirt were undone. He casually fastened his trousers before bending over to lift Chi Han out of the wheelchair.

The tie slipped down and hung on Rong Xu’s forearm. He could still feel that dampness on it.

He pulled Chi Han closer into his arms. Right now, Chi Han’s whole body was hot and soft, looking so pitiful after being thoroughly loved. The corners of his eyes were all red.

“When my lumbar disc is healed in the future, not a single night with you will be innocent!”

Chi Han’s whole body could only move his mouth now. In his eyes, tiny knives were “swoosh swoosh” stabbing at Rong Xu.

Rong Xu laughed, his chest vibrating slightly. Carrying him back to the bedroom, he filled the tub with hot water and carefully washed him clean from head to toe.

Chi Han was already used to it by now. In the bathtub, he just stretched his legs right onto Rong Xu’s knees and let him wash him.

Before his hair was even dried after the bath, Chi Han had already fallen asleep.

Rong Xu lowered his eyes and looked at the person sleeping soundly on top of him. His heart settled down once again.

He had to lock Chi Han firmly in his arms.

Rong Xu’s fingertips gently brushed Chi Han’s slightly parted lips, a hint of coldness touching the arch of his brow.

He was going to strip out every memory of Fang Jingluo from Chi Han’s heart, then carve himself in there bit by bit.

Like this, all of Chi Han would belong to him.

He didn’t know whether it was just intuition or something else, but Chi Han suddenly woke up in the middle of the night.

He turned over and rolled straight into Rong Xu’s arms. In his sleep, Rong Xu instinctively pulled him close and patted him gently.

Originally, he’d planned to go right back to sleep, but a faint glimmer of light caught his attention.

It was Rong Xu’s phone.

Chi Han was worried there might be some emergency at the company, so he reached over from the pillow and unlocked Rong Xu’s phone.

But the moment he glanced at it, he instantly sobered up completely.

The message was from Xu Ting.

Chi Han’s mind buzzed, and his brows furrowed tightly.

How did Xu Ting know Rong Xu’s phone number?!

The more he read the message, the colder he felt inside.

So Rong Xu had already met Xu Ting. Was there some force in the dark pushing the story forward?

Chi Han’s fingertips were icy. He bit down hard on the tip of his tongue and began to think of countermeasures.

He carefully read the message again:

Xu Ting: [Young Master Rong, this is Xu Ting. About what I mentioned to you this afternoon regarding Chi Han, I still have a few more things I’d like to say.]

Chi Han held his breath and began typing, imitating Rong Xu’s tone:

[Speak.]

Xu Ting hadn’t expected Rong Xu to still be awake at this hour, let alone actually reply to him. He was instantly a bit excited.

He hesitated for a moment at first, but then thought about how Rong Xu now had his own company. Working this late was perfectly normal.

The deep impression Rong Xu had left on him that afternoon, plus the unexpected surprise of getting a reply, made it so that within just a few minutes, Chi Han had coaxed out all the key information cleanly.

First, Xu Ting had stopped Rong Xu’s car on his own that afternoon. Rong Xu hadn’t liked him at all.

Then, his real purpose for approaching Rong Xu really was to test Fang Jingluo’s feelings. Only this time, the plan had shifted from offering kindness to sowing discord.

Chi Han let out a string of cold laughs. It really was impressive how Xu Ting had just returned to the country yet went to such lengths to dig into his past, actually trying to break him and Rong Xu apart, then use the chance to win Rong Xu’s favor, and finally provoke Fang Jingluo.

Chi Han looked at the clueless person on the other side of the screen, the corners of his lips lifting high.

Fine.

If you like acting so much, then let’s act against each other and see who outplays whom!

Xu Ting had been talking for quite a while. Seeing no reply from the other side for so long made him anxious, too.

Jingluo was about to inherit the family assets soon. If he didn’t make things clear at this critical moment, it would only get harder to truly figure out his feelings later.

The Fang family was huge and powerful; who knew if there might be some political marriage in the future?

Back then, the reason the two of them split up was exactly because his own family had declined, and the Fang family’s patriarch didn’t approve of him, didn’t he?

Xu Ting sat at the edge of the bed with only a small lamp on. Half of him was hidden in the darkness, his expression a little hard to read.

Just then, his phone suddenly chimed, and a new message popped up.

Xu Ting quickly lowered his head to look:

Rong Xu: [Use a different number to talk. Chi Han knows the password to this phone.]

Xu Ting froze, then instantly felt overjoyed.

Rong Xu was already starting to have a rift with Chi Han. This was an excellent start!

Xu Ting’s fingertips lightly brushed over his brows and eyes, and he let out a faint, indifferent laugh.

Chi Han, playing the Eastern Shi copycat will come with a price.

On the other end of the phone.

Chi Han picked up his own phone and looked at the notification that Xu Ting had immediately added his alternate WeChat account at lightning speed. A chilling smile slowly spread across his face.

Kid, do you even know what it feels like to get beaten up by reality?

To keep up Rong Xu’s cold and aloof image, Chi Han didn’t reply after approving the request.

When he got up in the morning, he only replied with an “Mm”, showing he’d read it, but didn’t express any stance, stringing Xu Ting along just enough to leave him hanging.

As for the messages on Rong Xu’s phone, Chi Han had already destroyed every trace.

Chi Han deeply resisted Xu Ting and Rong Xu having any contact. He planned to wait until everything was resolved before confessing it all to Rong Xu.

Because he hadn’t slept well that night and they’d fooled around so much before bed, Chi Han’s waist and throat were now completely wrecked.

Rong Xu felt guilty, so he simply skipped work for a whole day to stay home and take care of Chi Han.

“Hey, that’s right, right there.”

Chi Han squinted his eyes, lying on his stomach on the bed, bossing Rong Xu around. Last night, Rong Xu’s mood had definitely gone off track because of the nonsense Xu Ting had told him. But still, how could he just put him in a wheelchair like that!

Those armrests were so hard that his legs still hurt now. Did Rong Xu really think he could do the splits?!

Chi Han pinched a grape, popped it into his mouth, spat out the seed, and said, “Alright, that’s enough massaging. Go on, keep writing your self-criticism.”

The assistant who worked himself to death at the company would never have imagined that his boss was skipping work just to stay home and write a self-reflection!

Rong Xu didn’t say anything. He picked up a soft pillow and tucked it under Chi Han’s waist, got off the bed, picked up his pen, and continued writing where he’d left off.

“Your wording has to be sincere and heartfelt, straight from the heart!”

Chi Han touched the spot on his thigh where the skin had been rubbed raw, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

Rong Xu’s pen paused. He silently looked at the page filled with “Chi Han, I was wrong” over and over, then quietly tore it up and started over.

As expected, people who usually had the best temper were the scariest when they were really angry.

But…

Rong Xu lowered his eyes, carefully recalling Chi Han’s expression from last night and the way his voice had gone hoarse from crying, and still couldn’t help wanting to do it all over again.


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