After the beauty gave birth to a baby, she was doted on by the boss.

Chapter 19

"Yes, I'm sorry, really, I'm sorry." Wen Yu choked, and the huge guilt and shame almost overwhelmed Wen Yu.

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In the senior ward, the floor was covered with sunlight. Wen Yu was sitting on a single sofa chair, staring blankly outside. Sheng Huaiqian called him several times before he came back to his senses.

Sheng Huaiqian touched his forehead and said, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? You haven't been in good spirits since morning."

Wen Yu ducked over and trembled, "No, it's okay."

Sheng Huaiqian's hand froze in mid-air. He hadn't looked at Wen Yu carefully for a long time. He didn't know when he had lost weight again. The sofa was not big, but he only occupied one-third of it. He was huddled there, lost in thought. And timid.

Wen Yu glanced at the time and suddenly panicked, lowering his eyes and not meeting Sheng Huaiqian's gaze.

"I have to go now."

After leaving the hospital, the horizon showed magnificent colors. A familiar car stopped on the roadside. Wen Yu stood there, shoulders huddled together, trembling.

After a long time, Wen Yu plucked up the courage to step forward. The driver came down and opened the door for him. As soon as he got in the car, he first smelled the cold aroma, which was also aggressive and enveloped him thickly.

The man sat at the very back, wearing a straight black suit, his long legs crossed, and his sitting posture was extremely relaxed. His handsome face was hidden in the dimness, and his eyes were warm and full of emotions.

The car door slammed shut behind him, Wen Yu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly looked away from his eyes.

The car started, and the baffles on the front and back seats were raised. In the confined space, deep and shallow breathing interacted.

"I've lost weight." Yan Hengshan's voice was tight, "Have you eaten well?"

The voice was not harsh, but it was not gentle either. Wen Yu, who had been treated with gentle voices since childhood, nodded.

"Dr. Chen is a well-known expert. Your brother will be fine." Seeing that Wen Yu was only nervous because of his own inquiry, Yan Hengshan's voice became softer.

Wen Yu hummed, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Hengshan.

Without avoiding it, Yan Hengshan looked at him like this. He could clearly see his fluttering eyelashes, tense facial muscles, and clenched white fingers.

Wen Yu bit his lower lip and got closer to Yan Hengshan. The closer he got, the more Yan Hengshan could feel Wen Yu's thin body trembling slightly.

"Thank you, thank you..." Yan Hengshan heard Wen Yu say this, and the next moment his soft lips pressed against the corners of Yan Hengshan's lips.

Yan Hengshan's pupils shrank suddenly.

Yan Hengshan sat there motionless, his eyes were heavy, obscure, and undercurrent, tightly locking the warmth.

Wen Yu was embarrassed by his eyes.

What Chen Xiuming said made him understand that Yan Hengshan only wanted to make a deal with him when he helped him. He was still young now, and the only valuable thing he had seemed to be his skin. Yan Hengshan called him out this time, just to ask for money. The reward was that he was too naive a few times before and failed to see Yan Hengshan's intentions.

Wen Yu closed her eyes tightly, looking humiliated and confused, and went to kiss him again.

Bloodshot threads quietly climbed up to Yan Hengshan's eyes, the arms with rolled up sleeves, and the bulging veins criss-crossed. Suddenly, they tightly hugged Wen Yu's waist and pressed him onto her legs.