Chapter 227: Saving the Ruthless Mafia Boss 15

Damn! So weak!

A Qiang, surprised, kicked him.

This action made Liang Shu's already disheveled clothes become even more loose, exposing a large area of skin on his chest.

Boss, I'll drag him away and also tie him up and bring him to the Life and Death Hall.

Wait.

Meng Fuchi slightly lifted his foot, the tip of his leather shoe prying open Liang Shu's clothes to confirm the bruise marks on his body.

Where is Du Ruosong?

I don't know, I didn't see him, I'll ask where he is.

A Qiang said, then wanted to pull out his phone to make a call.

No need, just take him away.

He spoke in a calm tone, 'Leave a living mouth for me to interrogate.'

Okay, boss.

A Qiang waved his hand, and together with several subordinates, lifted the person away.

What is Brother Chi thinking about?

Jin Chen saw him deep in thought and couldn't help asking.

I'm wondering... why they would rather fight to the death than betray me.

Meng Fuchi's voice was very soft, so soft it seemed to dissipate in the room shortly after, his phoenix eyes drooping, revealing a hint of loneliness, his voice hoarse.

Brother Chi, don't be sad for them, I'll get jealous.

Jin Chen wrapped his arms around his shoulders, buried his head in the crook of his neck and rubbed gently, his voice gentle.

If Brother Chi doesn't like it, then just kill them all.

We need to know what their plan and purpose are.

Meng Fuchi shook his head, also returned the embrace to Jin Chen, unconsciously somewhat reliant, 'You trusting me is enough.'

Having struggled in this world for so long, from not having enough to eat to licking blood from the blade, then to single-handedly founding the great ELF, he has met too many people along the way.

Yet never has there been someone who could so tug at his heartstrings, who could trust him so unreservedly.

No matter what, I trust you.

Jin Chen gave him a smile, leaned in close, forehead to forehead.

At such an ambiguous distance, neither felt uncomfortable, only their breathing grew hot.

Meng Fuchi's phoenix eyes flickered, his heartbeat suddenly quickened; he first averted his gaze, vaguely looking toward behind Jin Chen, and gave a light cough.

Alright, get up.

"I heard the heartbeat." Jin Chen didn't get up, but instead his tone carried a smile as he reached out to touch Meng Fuchi's chest, the lingering tone spreading with a teasing undertone.

Brother Chi's heartbeat is fast.

He imitated the heartbeat, one beat after another, fingertips lightly tapping the chest, his expression indulgent, posture languid.

... Jin Chen, get up, we need to go to the airport.

Meng Fuchi was enveloped by a completely unfamiliar feeling, his voice suddenly turning a bit hoarse; for some reason, at this moment he really wanted to light a cigarette to ease this feeling.

He is not ignorant; he knows why this emotion arises, although he has never experienced it before, yet he understands it instinctively.

His heart beats for Jin Chen.

But the flight is in the afternoon, Brother Chi seems to have remembered wrong.

Jin Chen deliberately softened his magnetic voice, also carrying an indescribable sense of grievance, 'Brother Chi, do you dislike me being a bother and not want to hug me?'

The youth lowered his eyelashes, then gently turned his face back, continuing to meet his gaze, 'Brother Chi, if you despise me, you must tell me, and I will leave on my own.'

Meng Fuchi's heart gave a jolt, he hurriedly explained, 'I don't despise you, don't overthink.'

It's just that this distance... is too close, get up a bit.

But I just want to stick close to Brother Chi.

Jin Chen's tone was affectionate, he leaned in, bringing his cheek even closer, his hand also embracing the waist and pulling him into his own embrace.

Brother Chi...

He lowered his head, tentatively, and kissed Meng Fuchi's cheek.

In his peach blossom eyes a fleeting glimmer passed, as his long lashes lifted, his expression was hopeful yet uneasy, fearing Meng Fuchi would push him away,

Meng Fuchi's breath, as the kiss landed, suddenly became disordered for a moment, his voice even more hoarse, 'Jin Chen, do you know what you're doing?'

I know, I like Brother Chi.

Jin Chen's lips lightly brushed against his lips, murmuring softly.

Both of their breaths grew a few degrees hotter.

But Meng Fuchi, because of those words, steadied his heart, furrowed his brow, rose and pushed Jin Chen away, pinched his brow, silently thinking it absurd.

Tidy up, change your clothes, come out later to eat lunch.

He threw down those words, turned and left the door.

Jin Chen was somewhat bewildered, what's wrong with his wife?

He, feeling wronged, picked up the water on the table, took a sip to cool himself, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and began to ponder his wife's thoughts.

The Heartbeat Value is already 40, so he definitely already likes himself, and besides, he didn't push away during the kiss just now, so that means...

Because of that confession just now?

He frowned, not quite understanding.

Avoiding intimate relationships, if one were to say it's an avoidant attachment personality, it also doesn't look like he has that symptom.

【Host, do you think it might be because of the age difference, or because of your identities? He and the original body's father are friends; initially he probably saw you as a junior.】

0731, hurry out and give some advice.

Actually, there is that possibility...

Jin Chen thought for a moment; maybe... perhaps, we just need to provoke him a bit?

He got up, returned to the bedroom, and took off his pajamas.

0731 didn't quite understand what solution the Host had, but went along with them anyway—after all they'd shared so many small worlds, they'd surely end up together in the end.

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Boss, why hasn't Jin Chen come to eat yet? The dishes are almost ready.

A Qiang boredly tapped his chopsticks and asked doubtfully.

At the dinner table there were seven people; aside from Meng Fuchi, A Qiang, and Du Ruosong who seemed unfazed, the other four were higher-ranking subordinates from the ELF, also considered Meng Fuchi's right and left hands.

Du Ruosong didn't care at all that Liang Shu had been forcibly taken to the Life and Death Hall, remaining calm and still mocking Jin Chen.

Maybe he's just young, nobody taught him manners, so he's clueless.

A Qiang gave him a look. "You're the one who knows the rules."

He's here.

A Yi reminded, pointing at the person walking in through the door.