Chapter 850: Love Beginning After a Breakup 39

Qiao Xu pondered, cupping his face as he asked him, "Then this time you returned to the country, are you trying to take back everything that's yours?"

That came out rather chuuni.

But Qiao Xu was very happy.

If I cause Shen Ling a bit more trouble, he won't keep thinking about competing with me for Jin Chen.

"Maybe," Regarding the reason for returning to the country, Shen Qing answered somewhat vaguely; he sat up straight and shifted the topic.

"I came with Ah Chen this time because I want to make a deal with you."

Shen Qing stated his purpose directly: "Black Market Area 2, Heavenly Character Gate No. 3—inside is what you need."

Upon hearing that, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Jin Chen showed slight surprise and contemplation, Huo Chen displayed shock and scrutiny, while Qiao Xu was genuinely puzzled.

"What I need?"

Jin Chen: "Antitoxin Serum."

"Right."

Shen Qing smiled at the corner of his mouth, exchanged a glance with Jin Chen, and said, "As for my conditions, the time hasn't come yet."

Upon hearing about something that could completely cleanse the drug residue in his body, Qiao Xu felt a stir of excitement but didn't show it.

"Will your conditions be too much?" Qiao Xu asked.

Shen Qing said lightly, "Compared to your life, it's certainly not excessive."

"I'll go get the medicine; if there isn't any, you'll take responsibility." Jin Chen replied, his expression growing more solemn.

"Of course."

Shen Qing's answer was so firm and confident that, as the two left, Huo Chen still couldn't figure it out.

Had he been tricked by this person?

At first sight he was just a harmless little white rabbit, but now he's becoming increasingly mysterious.

Inside the car, Huo Chen didn't rush to start driving, turning his gaze to the person naturally sitting in the passenger seat.

"What's your connection to the black market, and why do you know so much about it?"

All of this really doesn't resemble a young master who's been living abroad for medical treatment.

"I've just heard of it before."

Shen Qing hooked Huo Chen's finger lightly, his voice soft, and said, "I'll help them, because they're your friends."

"So... you don't like me interfering in these matters?"

Before Huo Chen could even speak, he saw Shen Qing make himself sound aggrieved, his brows drooping and the corners of his mouth slightly turned down.

"Then I'll just not interfere from now on, so don't be mad, okay?"

Huo Chen: "……"

He opened his mouth, feeling that something was off.

"It's not that; I just feel... you don't seem ordinary."

"At least, it's not like you said before, knowing nothing about the black market."

"Just hearing about it, can you accurately say how many areas and gates the black market has?"

But after Shen Qing explained it that way, Huo Chen swallowed the questions he wanted to ask.

"Don't cry... I won't ask anymore."

Huo Chen rarely goes soft-hearted toward those around him; he only feels that when this person cries, he can't bring himself to ask anything.

He wiped away Shen Qing's tears, pinched his cheek as well, and said, "I didn't say anything either."

"So you won't be mad at me... right?"

"Not angry, not angry."

Not only is he not angry, Huo Chen is about to lose his temper from being dealt with by him.

He placed his hands back on the steering wheel, and Huo Chen casually asked, "The check-up is done; where do you want to go next?"

Shen Qing thought for a few seconds, then looked up and said, "I want to go home for a bit—not the Shen family's place, but where I live."

"Hmm."

Huo Chen responded.

After walking for over ten minutes, Huo Chen finally realized.

"Hey, you didn't even say where your home is."

Shen Qing looked out the window, the corner of his mouth lifting, and said, "This road is correct; just keep going straight."

"Hey, that's pretty coincidental."

Shen Qing has a weak heart, so he needs a quiet environment; thus his residence is far from the city center—a scenic, standalone villa where the only noise you can hear is the daily birdsong.

Huo Chen parked the car outside the garage, still feeling doubtful as he unbuckled his seatbelt.

When did his sense of direction become so good that he found this winding mountain road on the first try?

After dropping Shen Qing off at home, while enjoying the scenery, he momentarily thought about buying a house here as well.

How peaceful and delightful! You could even go pick mushrooms on the back hill!

"Xiao Qing, would you mind having more neighbors?"

Huo Chen asked.

Shen Qing tilted his head in surprise, brought the person inside, wrapped his arms around the neck and pressed forward, while Huo Chen instinctively put his arms around his waist.

"Ah Chen, don't you want to live together? Why would you want to buy a separate house?"

With a glimmer of watery, wronged light in his eyes, Huo Chen felt soft-hearted again, pathetic as he was.

"No... I'm just asking for a friend."

Huo Chen responded firmly.

Shen Qing perhaps believed, and planted a kiss on his cheek, saying, "I mind if there are others, so A Chen, don't let your friend stay next door."

Huo Chen's throat tightened, he felt somewhat restless, "You're right, I'll go refuse later."

Spouting nonsense also requires talent; it's obvious Huo Chen is well versed in this.

He lowered his head to kiss, but was stopped by Shen Qing's palm covering up, eyes smiling, "Come in first to eat something, I'm hungry."

The one who first stirred the fire doesn't take responsibility for putting it out.

Huo Chen, annoyed, grabbed his hand and flung himself toward the wall, their positions instantly reversed.

"I'm hungry too, first feed me full."

Shen Qing blinked, grabbed his hand and rubbed it against his chest, "A Chen, if I don't eat rice, my body will feel uncomfortable."

Huo Chen: "......"

He bit his lips in venting anger, then got up and led the person into the inner room.

This meal was Huo Chen's clumsy effort.

As a Young Master who had never entered the kitchen to cook a full meal, Huo Chen still sought remote video help from Jin Chen.

One and a half hours later, Jin Chen gave a harsh critique: "If you lack talent, give up, don't poison someone to death."

This could be considered as having provoked Huo Chen.

He somehow managed to whip up three dishes, and when he brought them out, he happened to see Shen Qing holding takeout.

Huo Chen:?

"I'm cooking for you inside, and you ordered takeout?"

Shen Qing hid the takeout bag behind his back, his soft gaze shifting from Huo Chen's eyes to the hand holding a plate of dark mush.

"A Chen, I don't want to go to the hospital."

His coquettishness was just right, as if he already had foresight.

Huo Chen compared the takeout and the contents of this plate, feeling vexed, he turned and dumped it into the kitchen waste bin.

Who would have expected Shen Qing to also follow into the kitchen, and as Huo Chen finished washing his hands and turned, he readily flung himself into his arms.

Huo Chen lifted his dripping hand, his voice muffled, "Hurry up and go eat."

Mmm.

Another kiss at the corner of the lips.

Shen Qing's gentle voice rang out, "A Chen, you've worked hard, although the result isn't great, I felt your intentions."

He then stepped back half a step, their eyes met, Shen Qing tilted his head with a smile, "Let's eat together."

The gloom that had just risen in Huo Chen's heart vanished instantly.

He dried his hands, cupped Shen Qing's face and kissed him back, "You sure know how to talk."

"Eat, eat."

Shen Qing was indeed a bit hungry, after coaxing the person he left the kitchen, not forgetting to remind.

"Remember to take out the liquor from the cabinet too."

Huo Chen chuckled, opened a compartment in the restaurant display cabinet, and took over a bottle of red wine.

Shen Qing looked at him approaching with narrowed smiling eyes, his gaze shimmering.