QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 228 - 8.15

Jiang Jiamian pushed Fu Yanchen all the way into the bedroom, and without missing a beat, hooked his foot back to shut the door with a soft thud.

By now, Fu Yanchen’s face had taken on a reddish tint, and a red rash was rapidly spreading across the exposed skin of his neck at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And his eyes were staring at Jiang Jiamian coldly, as if he wanted to tear him apart alive.

"Can you still speak?"

Jiang Jiamian bent over and grabbed his hand that was tightly holding the armrest of the wheelchair, trying to make him relax.

But Fu Yanchen’s fingers remained clenched, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging from the strain. He didn’t know whether it was because of discomfort or anger.

"If you can’t speak, then everything I do next will be assumed to be your consent, and you must not trouble me for various reasons afterwards. Now, if you agree, just blink."

Fu Yanchen’s eyes did not move, and he stared at him.

Jiang Jiamian tilted his head and blew gently at his eyelashes.

Fu Yanchen: "..."

Almost reflexively, Fu Yanchen, who was already having difficulty breathing, quickly blinked twice.

"Okay!"

Jiang Jiamian let out a low chuckle. Just as Fu Yanchen was about to speak, Jiang Jiamian suddenly leaned in, wrapping his arms around his neck. Catching Fu Yanchen off guard, he smiled mischievously like a fairy who wanted to seduce him, "Difficulty breathing? That’s easy to deal with, mouth-to-mouth should do the trick!"

Before Fu Yanchen could recover from that dazzling smile, Jiang Jiamian leaned in and kissed him on the lips!

But what stunned Fu Yanchen even more wasn’t just the boldness of the kiss, it was the strange, almost magical effect it had. The kiss was intoxicatingly sweet, as if it carried some kind of power. And in the very moment their lips met, the tightness in his chest eased, and his breathing, once labored, suddenly became smooth.

Jiang Jiamian: "..."

Nonsense.

The other had just swallowed a mouthful of spiritual spring water!

With his breathing finally steady, Fu Yanchen could no longer hold back...

He raised his hand and grabbed the back of Jiang Jiamian’s head, forcing him to bend down and deepen the kiss.

Caught off balance, Jiang Jiamian was quickly overtaken by Fu Yanchen’s sudden move. His legs went weak, and he had no choice but to press his entire body against him, half leaning, half straddling his lap for support.

Fu Yanchen didn’t give him a second to recover. His lips crushed against Jiang Jiamian’s, tongue sliding in like he needed to claim every inch. The kiss was wet and messy, tongue dragging hard along Jiang Jiamian’s, teeth grazing his bottom lip just enough to sting.

Fu Yanchen’s hand tightened on the back of his head, holding him in place while his mouth demanded more. There was no patience, no slowing down, just a fierce pull, as if he couldn’t get close enough.

It wasn’t until Jiang Jiamian was completely limp against him that Fu Yanchen finally let go, pulling back just enough to catch his breath. His arm stayed around Jiang Jiamian’s waist, holding him close. His voice had gone low and raspy, "Can you really cure me?"

He really hated it!

Especially at this moment!

He wanted to take down this demon, to claim him fully, but this useless body made him unable to do anything!

Jiang Jiamian sat on him face to face, holding onto his shoulder with a sluggish grip, "Are you still doubting my ability?"

Fu Yanchen shook his head, raised his hand, and gently stroked his back, with some soothing and apologetic meaning, "No, I don’t doubt you, I’m just impatient. That’s why I can’t help asking again and again."

Jiang Jiamian wrapped his arms around Fu Yanchen’s shoulders, nipped at his ear, and grinned mysteriously, "Of course there’s a faster way. I just don’t trust you enough to tell you the truth."

Fu Yanchen blinked, caught off guard, then almost eagerly grabbed him by the shoulders, "You really have a way?"

Jiang Jiamian smiled with mischief, "Yes, of course."

Fu Yanchen took a few steadying breaths, forcing his voice to sound less impatient before asking, "Then how can you make me get better faster? I can give you anything."

Before, he hadn’t been in a rush. Jiang Jiamian said he could cure him, and that was enough to give him hope, he wasn’t desperate for speed.

But now? This little demon had him hooked so completely, how could he possibly wait?

He must get better as soon as possible!

Only then could he truly claim this enchantress, show him what it means to be teased, and make sure he got exactly what he wanted, right?

Jiang Jiamian curled his lips, "I’m afraid you will cheat me. After all, if that’s the case, you will be a magical miracle, and I will be in trouble."

Fu Yanchen was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Isn’t it simple? I can keep pretending for the outsiders at whatever pace you want. As long as I’m fine behind closed doors, it’s just between you and me."

Jiang Jiamian raised an eyebrow, "Then this is not a 15 million business."

Fu Yanchen stared at him for a moment, his gaze lingering on Jiang Jiamian’s swollen lips. Slowly, he raised a hand and gently cupped his cheek, his expression more serious than ever, "I’ll give you my whole life and everything I have. But I have only one request."

Jiang Jiamian looked at him, curious, "What request?" freewebnσvel.cøm

Fu Yanchen said, "Marry me. Everything I have will be yours."

Jiang Jiamian met Fu Yanchen’s serious gaze, hearing the words that were completely free of teasing or flirtation, straightforward and almost overwhelming. Instead of feeling greasy, he felt a surge in his chest, like his heart was suddenly on fire.

He couldn’t help but sigh quietly to himself. No matter how much he tried to deny it, deep down, he knew he had long been inseparable from this powerful and miserable bigshot, who was obviously linked to the same soul.

An emotionless fast traveler?

He kept telling himself that.

But deep down, he wasn’t blind to the truth, he just didn’t want to admit it.

Yeah, like hell he would ever admit it.

Sure, maybe his heart stuttered a little, but that didn’t mean anything.

Nope. Absolutely not.

As if some cheesy love words could ever move him...

Jiang Jiamian hugged Fu Yanchen’s neck tightly, blinking up at him with innocent eyes, "So... it looks like I have no room left to refuse? Seeing how sincere you are, I suppose I have no choice but to reluctantly agree to marry you."

Fu Yanchen looked at his proud expression, clearly pleased, yet still amused by how he was taking advantage of the moment. He chuckled softly, "Don’t worry. If you become mine, I will never let you suffer any grievances. Whether it’s money or status, I can give you everything Fu Xiaoyuan ever could, and anything he can’t, only I can."

As for Fu Xiaoyuan?

Ha! That bastard thinks he can just swoop in and take over the magpie’s nest?

If his legs are healed, there’s no way he’d ever let the Fu family go.

No, he’s not planning to take it back, he wants to destroy the Fu family completely!

Jiang Jiamian lowered his gaze and looked at Fu Yanchen, whose eyes now held a dark, sinister gleam. A silent sigh escaped him. Fu Yanchen must have already figured out who was behind the car accident, right? At least, he was clearly suspicious.

In the original story, he was confined to a wheelchair and turned the Fu family upside down.

If it weren’t for the plot, he might not have been overthrown by the protagonists.

Now, with his own help, if he gets out of that wheelchair, he will be even more unstoppable than before.

The ending that the protagonists worked so hard to achieve probably won’t ever come to pass again.

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