Chapter 2873: Why Does My Wife Keep Following Me 34

I don't know whose leg gave out first, causing them to kneel.

Immediately afterward, everyone in the secret chamber who could still move—whether originally the boss's confidants or neutral guards—rushed to kneel on one knee before Yun Jian, bowing their heads deeply, not daring to breathe.

Heads bowed, postures submissive.

They acknowledged Yun Jian, becoming the new ruler of the underground arena.

Yun Jian returned to Jin Chen's embrace, his body swayed, and he almost fell.

Jin Chen immediately reached out to steady him, then coldly said to the outside, "Close the door."

Yun Jian's subordinates promptly stepped forward to clean up the scene and shut the secret chamber's door.

With the door shut, Yun Jian finally could no longer hold himself up.

His whole body went limp, forehead resting on Jin Chen's shoulder, trembling slightly.

He lifted Jin Chen's hand, trembling, and pressed it against his faintly aching lower abdomen.

"... Bao Bao..."

Jin Chen lowered his head, whispering softly into Yun Jian's ear, his chin lightly brushing the sweat-dampened temple, "It's okay."

"I know you're pretending to be pregnant; it's fine even without Bao Bao."

"The person I love is you."

Yun Jian relaxed, leaning in Jin Chen's embrace and closing his eyes; something warm slid from the corner of his eye, mixing with the blood on his face.

The taut nerves finally eased; he gave Jin Chen one last look, then fainted.

Jin Chen steadily caught his unconscious body and lifted him in a horizontal hold.

"Prepare the doctor."

"Yes." Yun Jian's subordinates now dared not object in the slightest.

Jin Chen, holding the person in his arms, walked toward the secret chamber's door.

Outside the door was not empty.

The beastmen who had just been dispersed hadn't left; seeing Jin Chen emerge with the fainted Yun Jian in his arms, they grew even more restless.

Yun Jian fainted.

He is now at his most vulnerable.

And the position of the underground arena's boss had just become vacant.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Yun Jian's subordinates immediately gathered, forming a shield in front of Jin Chen, vigilant and ready to confront any contention or melee.

The atmosphere instantly tightened, ready to explode at a touch.

Jin Chen simply held Yun Jian and continued forward.

A bear-tribe beastman lunged forward, unable to restrain himself, hoping to exploit the chaos to do away with this newly risen but feeble master.

But his claws didn't even manage to touch Yun Jian's robe.

A gunshot rang out.

Jin Chen didn't stop his steps; he simply held Yun Jian with one hand, while the other hand now held a pistol.

And that shot was like igniting a powder keg.

Then two more beastmen, unable to restrain themselves, lunged simultaneously from both sides.

A cold, vast pressure surged forth; the two beastmen grunted and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

That wasn't the beastmen's aura; it was something… they had never felt before, pressing their knees to weakness and making breathing difficult.

The beastmen nearest Jin Chen began to tremble; their animal instincts urged them to flee, to distance themselves from this terrifying presence.

In that instant, they even experienced hallucinations.

It felt as if they were no longer high-ranking beastmen, but had reverted to the most primitive, lowly ordinary animals.

And the human standing before them was a top predator more terrifying than the king of beasts.

Even the B‑zone ruler who had rushed over upon hearing the news, originally intending to contend with Yun Jian, felt this aura and his face instantly changed; he involuntarily retreated several steps, staring at Jin Chen in shock and astonishment.

Jin Chen withdrew his gaze, holding Yun Jian, and stepped one by one through the silent corridor.

Wherever he passed, no one dared to block him, no one dared to move, and not even a breath was dared.

Only when Jin Chen, holding Yun Jian, disappeared did that terrifying aura gradually dissipate.

In the corridor, the surviving beastmen exchanged glances, cold sweat soaking their backs.

"He… he isn't human?" someone asked, trembling, "How could he have such pressure?"

But unfortunately, no one could answer.

In the following three days, Yun Jian remained unconscious.

In the most heavily guarded rest house of Zone A, Jin Chen never left his side.

He knew Yun Jian's ambition; the little rabbit wanted to rise, to become the sole master of the underground arena.

So, during these days of Yun Jian's unconsciousness, Jin Chen helped him clear away all obstacles.

The underground arena's four zones: Zone A was originally Yun Jian's turf; after witnessing Jin Chen's terror, the B‑zone ruler immediately submitted a letter of surrender.

Zone C was a loose sand; several minor leaders checked each other, but after Jin Chen spent just one afternoon there, using some gentle methods, he got them to reach a consensus of jointly supporting Mr. Yun.

Zone D was the old boss's lair, its forces intertwined, and resistance there was fiercest.

Jin Chen stayed in Zone D for one night.

No one knows exactly what happened.

All that is known is that after that day, every high‑ranking official in Zone D who had once been loyal to the great boss either voluntarily left the underground arena, died accidentally, or… fell completely silent, not daring to raise their heads when seeing anyone from Zone A.

In just three days, the vast underground arena, its four zones, all overt and covert obstacles were swept away, achieving an unprecedented harmony.

No one anymore dared to stir, to secretly strike at Yun Jian, or to vie for the ruler's position.

And the few top-tier beastman doctors in the underground arena—some skilled in surgery, some experts in internal medicine, even some specializing in beastman hormones and reproductive issues—have not left Area A these past few days.

They were all summoned by Jin Chen, trapped here, with only one task: to resolve Yun Jian's physical problem, as well as the rather tricky issue of male rabbit false pregnancy.

The side hall of the rest house was temporarily turned into a medical room, with a few doctors gathered around.

"False pregnancy is the result of both psychological and hormonal factors," said the somewhat older doctor, speaking hesitantly, sweat covering his forehead.

"Mr. Yun is currently unconscious, so psychological factors cannot be intervened for now; we can only start from hormone levels, but…"

"But what?" Jin Chen sat on the sofa to the side, holding a cup of tea, his tone calm.

The doctor wiped his sweat, "But forcibly intervening with drugs could cause a stronger hormonal rebound."

Another doctor added, "Moreover, false pregnancy isn't really an illness; it's more an outward manifestation of psychological need. Once Mr. Yun wakes and his emotions stabilize, it might fade naturally, and as for permanently eliminating it, there may really be no way."

Jin Chen set down his teacup, lifted his gaze to them, and the several doctors simultaneously felt a chill run down their backs.

"Then figure it out—I want to see a treatment plan before he wakes up."

The doctors: "……"

They felt like crying but had no tears, could only grit their teeth and continue burying themselves in the complex data and case studies.

On the third evening, Yun Jian woke up.

He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for several seconds before gradually realizing where he was; his body felt sore and weak, and a faint bloating pain in his abdomen still lingered.

The false pregnancy symptoms had not yet ended.

Yun Jian's heart sank, a sense of loss welling up as he gently rubbed his lower abdomen.

No Bao Bao.

There never was.

It was all his fantasy, his self-deception.

Yun Jian lowered his eyes, pressed his lips together, and sniffed the air.

Why is Jin Chen's scent so faint?

Usually, whenever Jin Chen is nearby, the sandalwood scent wraps around him, putting him at ease.

Yun Jian frowned, threw off the covers and got out of bed; he was wearing a black silk pajama in Jin Chen's size, which was noticeably too big for him, the hem hanging down to his thighs, revealing somewhat plump leg flesh.

He was barefoot and gently pulled open the door.

Outside the door was the second-floor hallway, and below the railing lay a spacious Living Room.

Yun Jian held onto the door frame, eagerly looking down.

Jin Chen sat on the sofa downstairs, speaking with a few people—several of Yun Jian's close subordinates from Area A.

They seemed to be reporting something, their expressions respectful.

Jin Chen noticed the gaze, lifted his eyes and glanced toward the second floor.

"No looking up."

The subordinates who had just wanted to follow Jin Chen's gaze: "?"

They froze for a moment, then realized, bowing their heads low, eyes on nose, nose on heart, as if the pattern on the carpet beneath their feet were the most interesting thing in the world.

Before even a few seconds had passed, the leader, head down, led the others away, not forgetting to shut the door.

Yun Jian held the railing, stood on the second floor, lowered his gaze to look at Jin Chen, and stepped onto the railing.

Jin Chen: "……Yun Jian!"

But Yun Jian moved faster—rabbit leaping ability strong—he lightly jumped, leaping directly down from the second floor, took a few quick steps, and lunged into Jin Chen's embrace.

Jin Chen reached out to catch him, holding him securely in a full embrace.

Yun Jian buried his face in Jin Chen's neck, his nose brushing against Jin Chen's skin, greedily inhaling the sandalwood scent.

"The doctors said I slept for three days—where did you go?"

"I didn't go anywhere," Jin Chen said, his palm lightly stroking his back, giving a soothing pat.

He lifted him horizontally, walked to the Living Room sofa, sat down, and let him sit sideways on his lap.

Yun Jian suddenly opened his mouth and gently bit Jin Chen's shoulder, his teeth grazing the skin, leaving a faint tooth mark.

"You could take the chance to leave…" Yun Jian muttered, nearly self-destructive.

"Without Bao Bao… I won't cling to you anymore."

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow.

He reached out, pinched Yun Jian's chin, applied gentle pressure, forcing him to lift his head.

Yun Jian's eyes were still red, his lashes wet.

"What nonsense," Jin Chen said, his thumb rubbing Yun Jian's lower lip, "Didn't you say you'd cling to me for a lifetime?"

"Little madman."

Yun Jian, his chin held by him, unable to move, could only look at him, and couldn't help but grasp the fingers of Jin Chen that were pinching his chin.

"Yes, I will cling to you for a lifetime."

"I won't let you go; I'll always watch you, love you forever."

Clearly words of love, yet he spoke them so heavily, so terrifyingly, like an unbreakable shackle.

Jin Chen lowered his head, gently bit Yun Jian's lower lip, his fingers lightly brushing his wet lip corner.

Yun Jian suddenly let out a muffled groan.

"What's wrong, still uncomfortable?" Jin Chen paused, looking at him worriedly.

Yun Jian bit his lip, his eyes flickering slightly, his ears quietly turning red.

He took Jin Chen's hand, hesitated a few seconds, then whispered, "False pregnancy… is really unpleasant."

Jin Chen's palm still rested on his belly, his voice gentle, "The doctors are figuring it out."

"It's not that kind of discomfort…" Yun Jian's voice grew even softer, almost inaudible.

"It's not under my control, it will…… secrete……"

He hadn't finished speaking, but Jin Chen's hand placed on his belly first felt the warm moisture.

The pajama fabric was thin to begin with, and the moisture had already spread a small patch, making the sensation noticeable.

Jin Chen thought of something, lowered his gaze to look at Yun Jian, and his eyes grew deeper.

Suddenly his brows and eyes relaxed, he leaned in to Yun Jian's ear, lowered his voice, and said a few words.

After hearing that, Yun Jian felt dazed and curled up in his embrace, burying his face in his chest, his fingers tightly gripping his shoulders.

Jin Chen picked up the soft-bodied, little rabbit with a bewildered, Dazed look, went upstairs, and closed the door with his foot.