Chapter 237: Saving the Ruthless Mafia Boss 25

Meng Fuchi had thought it was a joke, but seeing Jin Chen's expression, he suddenly stopped smiling.

His expression didn't look like he was joking at all.

"You really are Xun Chen?"

Jin Chen nodded, took out his phone, and opened the website login page.

Perhaps afraid Meng Fuchi would get angry, he handed over the phone and tightly held onto his arm, not letting go.

On the screen, there was Xun Chen's login homepage.

Actually, Jin Chen hadn't planned to expose his alias so soon, but seeing Meng Fuchi already suspicious during dinner, he directly told the truth.

"Burp..." Chu Chang suddenly stopped laughing, covering his mouth in shock.

Everyone in the room wore an expression of disbelief.

Only A Qiang had an expression of sudden realization.

No wonder!

No wonder Jin Chen could get there so quickly that night at the Dusk Night Bar!

He'd said that this green-tea boy wasn't that simple!

Ba Ke was somewhat excited, just about to say something, when he saw Meng Fuchi suddenly stand up, toss his phone onto the table, and his face fell.

"Come out."

He forced his tone to sound less cold.

Jin Chen followed his movement, also stood up, and walked toward the balcony.

Watching the two's backs, Zuo Kun punched A Qiang's shoulder and said, "Do you think the boss will fall out with him?"

A Qiang firmly said, "No, the boss cares about him."

"You ELF people are truly... crouching tiger, hidden dragon." The special police sighed.

On the balcony.

Meng Fuchi had his back to Jin Chen, both hands gripping the railing, exerting some force, his jawline tight.

"Don't ignore me."

Jin Chen embraced him from behind, rubbing his back.

"I only have one question for you."

He clenched and unclenched his fist, brows furrowed tightly, glanced sideways at Jin Chen, and asked, "What is your purpose in approaching me? To make me your pawn?"

Everything that had happened before suddenly connected into a line.

Their first meeting at the bar, the strange cause of Long Zhen Tian's death in the night and Devil, Jin Chen probably already knew Edgar, the man who bankrupted the Jin family.

"I have never considered you a pawn."

Jin Chen denied this baseless accusation, turned around, embraced Meng Fuchi in his arms, his tone low.

"I do indeed know about Devil, but I only investigated after you told me about it that day in the car."

"Brother Fuchi, do you believe me?"

Wrapped in the familiar scent of agarwood, Meng Fuchi finally did not push away the embrace, merely letting his hand hang at his side, unresponsive.

He took a deep breath and asked in a trembling voice.

"Then your ability..."

"My father... trained it."

Jin Chen blinked, only able to push this blame onto the original body's father.

Having said that, Meng Fuchi lowered his eyes in thought, ultimately not saying anything more.

Whether he believed it or not, there was no way to verify with Jin Chen's father.

Even if Jin Chen's personality and abilities might be fake, the affection he felt during this time couldn't be feigned; he just... couldn't accept it for the moment.

Meng Fuchi let out a bitter laugh.

Of the two types of people he hated most in life, Jin Chen happened to occupy one, yet his own exceptions kept appearing one after another for him.

"Brother Fuchi, hear me out."

Jin Chen slightly leaned in, facing him up close, his tone tender.

"I merely gained an identity; it's nothing much. I'm still Jin Chen, and once I kill Edgar, I'll cancel the Xun Chen account."

"I originally didn't plan to get an identity, but his sudden death meant the world wouldn't know my father's grievance, and the higher-ups couldn't handle this openly."

Meng Fuchi took in his helplessness, and his tone softened.

"So, you want to make the Jin family's affairs public?"

"Yeah, after killing Edgar, I'll post all the evidence I've gathered on the website."

This also counts as an explanation for the original owner.

He kissed Meng Fuchi's lips, lowered his slightly damp eyelashes, and gazed at him with a fervent yet gentle look.

"I don't like fighting at all, but Brother Fuchi is the leader of ELF, and I also hope that in others' eyes, I can be worthy of you."

Meng Fuchi felt his lips itch, so he unconsciously pressed them together, slowly raised his arms, embraced Jin Chen's waist, and clenched his fists in his clothing.

"Be good, don't lie to me again; if you have anything, you can tell me, don't keep it hidden and cause me unnecessary worry."

"Just this once," he thought.

He could understand that Jin Chen's motive this time had basis and reason, but only this once.

Only today did Meng Fuchi realize that, unbeknownst to him, Jin Chen's presence had become this important to him.

【Villain Heartthrob Value +5, total 85!】

"Okay, I won't deceive you anymore from now on."

Jin Chen lightly stroked his back, held him tighter, after a moment laughed again, turned his head to respond by his ear, his voice soft and alluring.

I'll be very good.

His breath sprayed, Meng Fuchi unconsciously tilted his head, reached up to rub his ears, lifted his gaze and kissed the corner of Jin Chen's lips.

You should have been locked up tightly earlier.

His tone carried a slight threat.

Jin Chen's heart warmed, his lips curved, his peach-blossom eyes full of smiles: "As long as Brother Chi doesn't chase me away, anything goes; I can be your secret lover."

Just like that person said today, master… uh.

Meng Fuchi's ears turned red; he hurriedly covered his mouth, afraid others in the room would hear: "Enough, the more you say, the more ridiculous."

Then we'll talk about it tonight when we sleep.

Jin Chen continued in that position, his voice muffled, his eyes holding smiles and anticipation.

Hot air sprayed from his palm; Meng Fuchi gave him an annoyed look: "... Do as you please."

Go in.

Once this was settled, Meng Fuchi also breathed a sigh of relief.

He had originally defined Xunchen as an uncertain factor and prepared corresponding measures, never expecting it to be one of their own.

The two walked back to the room again, only to meet the curious, eager eyes of everyone.

Bak and the three special police had just finished listening to A Qiang's love story; now they all wondered whether the two would fall out over this.

"Hiss…" Chu Cang rubbed his chin, "Looks like they've talked it through?"

"Uncertain, but the boss probably isn't angry now."

Zuokun quietly whispered to him.

Meng Fuchi glanced at the two, "I suggest you communicate via telepathy, otherwise it's hard not to be overheard by me."

"Exactly, why are you still saying this in front of people?"

Jin Chen, fearless, grabbed his wife's arm and glared over.

Zuokun: "…"

Alright, now it's certain—his smug look means they definitely won't argue.

"Since Jin Chen is Xunchen, we don't need to worry about the risk factor; he and I will go to the banquet hall together and kill Edejia."

Meng Fuchi tapped the table with his finger, "The plan is roughly like this; tomorrow everyone should rest and recuperate, no need to worry about Du Ruosong finding out."

Bak and the others stood up, nodding in agreement.

"Then boss, you rest; we're leaving."

A Qiang threw Meng Fuchi a look we all understood, then pulled Zuokun and left.

However, the one who understood was Jin Chen, not Meng Fuchi.

He gave a light cough, pondering.

Better to go home and eat more meat; if my wife can't get up tomorrow, I'll get beaten again.