Chapter 225: Saving the Ruthless Mafia Boss 13

Hotel suite.

At this time it was already approaching twelve o'clock, the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window remained brightly lit, the title of A City as a sleepless city was fully manifested.

Inside the suite, only the bedside night light glowed faintly; on the bed Meng Fuchi lay still, his clothes already removed, his handsome face half-buried in the pillow, his breathing even, his chest rising and falling slightly.

By the window, golden light suffused the air.

Jin Chen lightly flicked the golden mist, pinching the wisp of black energy he had seized during the twilight night; killing intent surged in his peach-blossom eyes, his dark sleepwear hidden in the darkness, his cold, handsome face expressionless.

He had cast a spiritual curse; whoever in this world obtained dark power would suffer backlash from the spell, awaiting only activation to make life worse than death.

Following the motion of tracing the golden thread, the pervasive mist dispersed, forming a fluctuating illusory image; yet the person in the image made Jin Chen furrow his brow slightly.

It was Liang Shu.

But why, when I was in the manor, did I not detect it at all?

He pondered for a few seconds, did not immediately activate the curse, but instead added a bit more spiritual power, which then dispersed the mist.

【0731, keep a close watch on him.】

【Understood!】

Jin Chen walked back to the bedside, looked at the person lying on the bed, his expression gradually softened, he sat down and took Meng Fuchi's hand.

Tonight was truly dangerous; fortunately 0731 detected the black energy in time, and I rushed over just in time to suppress it.

He suddenly felt the fingers he was holding twitch.

Meng Fuchi slowly opened his eyes; all he saw was darkness, then turning his gaze he saw Jin Chen's face.

"Chi-ge, you're awake."

Jin Chen brushed aside the messy hair on his forehead, asking, "Any discomfort?"

"……No." Meng Fuchi's voice was hoarse; after two low coughs he returned to normal, he frowned as his memories returned.

At the twilight bar, after punishing the undercover agent… I felt as if I were being controlled by something; even the slightest thought of resistance made my whole body ache.

After that, all I could recall in a blur was seeing Jin Chen rush over.

His worried, tense expression at that moment was deeply imprinted in Meng Fuchi's mind.

【Villain Heartthrob Value +10 detected, total 30!】

"It's fine as long as you're okay; you scared me to death."

Jin Chen pursed his lips, helped Meng Fuchi sit up, leaning against the headboard, his expression still somewhat fearful.

"I waited left and right at the hotel, just couldn't wait for you to come back; I originally wanted to go find you, but ended up seeing that scene… I was almost scared to death."

He leaned forward and embraced Meng Fuchi, his voice low.

Meng Fuchi lowered his phoenix eyes, patted Jin Chen's shoulder, then raised his hand and realized his own clothes had also been changed, leaving him stunned.

"Clothes, did you help me change them?"

"Chi-ge, who else would you want to help you change?"

Jin Chen suddenly lifted his gaze to him, like a wolf cub about to have its territory seized, "Of course it's me."

"I didn't mean it that way."

Meng Fuchi chuckled, then instinctively pinched his cheek, "Thanks to you being here."

Although I'm not clear why the sandalwood on Jin Chen's person can suppress my emotions, it's still a good thing.

"So from now on we must not be separated, otherwise it would be too dangerous."

Jin Chen looked worried, hugging him tighter, "Chi-ge really makes people worry."

Meng Fuchi: "……" Not coming on strong again, huh.

"Get up, I'm going to the bathroom to wash."

"Then I'll help you go!" Jin Chen's eyes suddenly brightened.

"No need, I'm not injured."

Meng Fuchi suddenly found it amusing, flicked his forehead, "Get up."

"Oh, alright."

Jin Chen muttered, rose as if having suffered a great loss, his eyes still glued to him, afraid he might stagger and fall.

Watching Meng Fuchi turn and open the bathroom door, he thought for a moment, then picked up his phone and ordered takeout.

Thus after waiting ten or so minutes, when Meng Fuchi came out again, he smelled the delicious aroma of food filling the compartment.

"Chi-ge, come eat something; you didn't have dinner and expended so much energy, you must be hungry."

Jin Chen split apart the chopsticks for him and handed them over.

On the table were A City's various specialty foods packed in paper boxes, their fragrance wafting forth, colors rich.

Meng Fuchi really was a bit hungry.

But according to his usual habit, at this time he wouldn't specially go out to find food; he'd just sleep and wait until tomorrow to get up.

I just didn't expect Jin Chen to be this thoughtful.

His gaze softened as he took the chopsticks and sat down, "You should eat too; I ordered too much."

"But there's only one pair of chopsticks."

Jin Chen secretly hid the other pair of chopsticks, rested his face on the table, eagerly looking at Meng Fuchi, almost writing his thoughts on his face.

Meng Fuchi ate two bites of steamed egg, hearing this raised his eyebrows, smiled and handed him the spoon from the box, "Then use the spoon."

"I don't." Jin Chen inwardly cursed his miscalculation—how did he miss that there was still a spoon! Why send so many utensils!

His voice took on a hint of moisture, sounding muffled as he moved to Meng Fuchi's side, wrapping one arm around his waist, "I want Chi-ge to feed me."

"How are you like a wolf cub that never grows up."

Meng Fuchi laughed and scolded, then scooped another spoonful of steamed egg to feed him.

He seemed completely unaware that this was no different from an indirect kiss.

Jin Chen took a satisfying bite, almost leaning in to his ear, his tone full of charm as he spoke softly, "That wolf is also raised by Chi Ge."

Meng Fuchi pushed away his head, looking helpless.

The two clung together, filling their stomachs, rinsed their mouths, and returned to the bed to get ready for sleep when it was already almost two o'clock.

Jin Chen also had no intention of returning to his own suite, following Meng Fuchi step by step into the bedroom.

"Aren't you going back to rest?" Meng Fuchi, still somewhat fatigued, had already lain half down, seeing Jin Chen still standing in the bedroom, asked doubtfully.

"I'm worried Chi Ge will feel unwell again tonight; I can sleep on the floor, I won't disturb Chi Ge's sleep." Jin Chen said, feeling wronged.

That's…

Meng Fuchi pondered briefly, then, seeing the youth's appearance, felt soft-hearted, patted the empty spot beside him, and said, "No need to sleep on the floor."

"Thank you, Chi Ge!"

Jin Chen quickly ran to the other side of the bed and lay down, his peach-blossom eyes shining brightly.

"Good night, Chi Ge."

He again, just as before in the manor, reached out and hugged Meng Fuchi, only this time the gesture was more intimate and also gentler.

"Good night."

Meng Fuchi still did not resist this embrace, and even because of the rich fragrance of agarwood felt more relaxed and comfortable, closing his eyes to rest.

Moreover, that night, many people were unable to sleep.

Another room in the hotel.

The ambiguous air of passion dissipated; Du Ruosong got up, lit a cigarette, half-leaning against the balcony door, glanced back at Liang Shu on the bed, his eyes turning cold through the smoke, yet his tone remained gentle.

"If Meng Fuchi asks about it tomorrow, does Xiao Shu know what to say?"

Liang Shu tidied her disheveled nightgown, a reddish-purple mark spread across her collarbone and chest, the lingering allure still at the corners of her eyes, both enticing and obedient.

"I know; I won't expose Du Ge, and I'll take responsibility for what the undercover agent said myself."

"Very good."

Du Ruosong chuckled, stubbed out the cigarette, walked back to the bedside, pulled the person into his arms, and squeezed their shoulders.

"Don't worry, you're the life he personally saved; he won't be too harsh on you. As long as my plan succeeds, Meng Fuchi will be a defeated subordinate, and ELF will be ours as well."

While making that promise, he untied the ribbon Liang Shu had just fastened, stroking her tender skin.

"Alright, I'll listen to you."

Liang Shu let out a soft breath, obediently leaning into his embrace, but her pupils instantly turned black, and the corner of her mouth curled into a strange arc.

In the room, black mist permeated, continuously drawing vital energy from Du Ruosong and nourishing Liang Shu.