Chapter 33: Toying in the Palm

Gu Wenyan suddenly couldn't be sure whether what Bao Sihan liked was herself, or the "her" who wrote him love letters.

If Bao Sihan knew the truth, could he still be as devoted to her as he was now?

Only… thinking about all this now was pointless.

Some things had already happened, and now they had become indispensable to each other's lives.

At the very least, she had to repay his kindness.

This was the promise she had to keep.

But whether Bao Sihan would always care for her like this, love her deeply—Gu Wenyan wasn't sure, yet she wasn't that afraid either.

She had already lost her life once; what was there left to fear?

At worst… she would lose even this last bit.

After Bao Sihan promised to take good care of Gu Wenyan, her parents temporarily left the hospital room, leaving the space to them.

The man sat by Gu Wenyan's hospital bed, tightly holding her hand: "What are you thinking about?"

"…Nothing. Are you still angry?"

"What do you think?" Bao Sihan raised an eyebrow, the emotional ripples in his dark eyes not yet fully settled.

The instant he learned Gu Wenyan had fainted, he was shrouded in immense panic—only he himself knew just how terrifying the things he imagined in that moment were.

Fortunately, he soon learned that Gu Wenyan's faint was caused by only a minor issue, but even so, he was furious at her for hiding it.

Gu Wenyan curved her lips slightly, acting coyly toward him: "It's nothing, don't worry. I promise that if anything like this happens again in the future…"

"Anything like this happens again?" Bao Sihan leaned down, closer to her. "You'd better not let anything like this happen again."

"Yanyan, I'm not as strong, as indifferent as you imagine. A lot of the time, I get scared too. Do you understand?"

The man who seemed to have no weaknesses in Gu Wenyan's eyes, always calm and composed, now expressed to her that he too had vulnerabilities.

Gu Wenyan's heart fluttered; her fingers hooked into his palm and gently scratched: "I know I was wrong."

She pouted slightly, looking so pitiful that Bao Sihan couldn't bear to scold her any further.

He sighed, and said to her earnestly: "Get well soon, don't make me worry, okay?"

Gu Wenyan obediently nodded.

Bao Sihan had originally wanted to stay with her a while longer, but suddenly received a phone call. His expression dimmed almost imperceptibly, yet quickly returned to composure.

Putting away his phone, Bao Sihan said in a low voice: "I'm heading back to the company first. I'll come see you tonight."

"I might be discharged and go home tonight. The doctor said once this IV drip is done, I can leave—it's nothing serious."

"Alright, I'll go to the Gu Family to find you tonight."

"Mm…" Gu Wenyan realized that lately she seemed to have grown a little dependent on Bao Sihan.

It felt as though wherever he was, she felt safe—a psychological state that had never appeared before, but it didn't feel bad at all.

After all, everyone knew what a cold, aloof person Bao Sihan was, so the fact that she alone received his attention and was valued by him… was already extraordinary.

After Bao Sihan left, he returned to Bo Group—not for company business, but because someone had the nerve to come find him, shameless as ever.

Fang Qiheng had worn down considerably after this period of torment. After the incident on Panshan Highway that day, Gu Mianmian was indeed protected by the Gu Family, but as a young master of the Fang Family, he…

The Fang Family had more than one young master, and they had never valued him that highly. Once they discovered he had offended the Bo Family Head, they handed him over without the slightest hesitation, begging the Bo Family not to wipe the Fang Family out completely.

Therefore, Fang Qiheng's days were extremely difficult.

Bao Sihan was like a wild beast waiting leisurely for the hunt, treating him as prey destined to die in his fangs.

Without lifting a finger, simply through being ostracized by his family and mocked by those former friends in his circle, Fang Qiheng had endured torment he had never experienced before during this period.

So, Fang Qiheng truly couldn't hold out any longer and finally showed up, coming to beg Bao Sihan for mercy.

"I swear! I really have nothing going on with Gu Wenyan. She just didn't want to marry you, so she ran off with me…"

Bao Sihan sat in the lounge sofa, watching this man who didn't even dare sit down, his face full of terror, as the curve of his smile gradually turned cold: "You should be grateful she didn't actually run away with you. Otherwise, your ending wouldn't be just this."

Having already married Gu Wenyan, and with Gu Wenyan showing not the slightest interest in Fang Qiheng, Bao Sihan temporarily set Fang Qiheng aside.

Even so, Fang Qiheng was still like a mouse caught by a cat, exhausting himself in flight, yet ultimately only heading toward a dead end.

Fang Qiheng apologized repeatedly: "I truly know I was wrong. Bo Family Head, please give me a chance to turn over a new leaf, alright? I swear I'll never provoke you like this again…"

"I will definitely stay far away from the Gu Family, and far away from Gu Wenyan. I'll never appear again!"

The man's slender fingers rested on his thigh, tapping lightly. He narrowed his eyes at Fang Qiheng: "When you say you'll never appear again, you mean?"

"I'll leave Jingcheng, I'll go abroad, I'll develop myself somewhere else! Anything!"

Fang Qiheng no longer had any trace of his former arrogance. When he had taken Gu Wenyan away from the wedding, he had never imagined there would come a day like this.

"Fang Qiheng."

Bao Sihan slowly uttered his name—no warmth, no rise and fall of emotion, just three plain words—yet they stirred in Fang Qiheng a fear he had never felt before.

Fang Qiheng asked nervously: "Do you have any other instructions? Whatever you say… I'll do it."

"What I want isn't just for you to leave here. It's that you must make Yanyan disgusted, hate you, so that the sight of you makes her feel nauseous…"

"You must carry those flaws she would never want to recall."

Fang Qiheng was stunned: "Wh-what do you mean? I don't think I quite understand…"

The coldness in Bao Sihan's eyes gradually spread, filling the entire room.

Fang Qiheng couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine; his body was nearly frozen through.

"You understand exactly what I mean."

Without wasting any more time, after saying this, Bao Sihan rose and left, leaving Fang Qiheng standing alone on the spot, the fear in his eyes growing thicker and thicker.

How could he have been stupid enough to provoke this terrifying person?

Bao Sihan actually wanted him to continue courting death, to disgust Gu Wenyan, so that he would no longer pose any threat…

This task was far more difficult than simply fleeing Jingcheng, but if he didn't comply, he could almost foresee what his ending would be.

However, Fang Qiheng thought, the unlucky one wasn't only him—it was Gu Wenyan even more so.

In this lifetime, Gu Wenyan will never be able to escape Bao Sihan's entanglement, and can only be toyed with in the palm of his hand...