Rose Manor

In an instant, blood poured down his fingers onto the floor.

The pain stimulated the nerves in the brain, allowing Fu Jichen to wake up again.

Fu Yuling's eyes widened in horror, and she raised her hands to cover her trembling lips. She couldn't believe that Fu Jichen actually relied on hurting himself to stay sane. Was he so unwilling to touch her?
  "Why? Why?" Fu Yuling murmured in a daze, not knowing whether he was asking him or himself.

Fu Jichen held the piece of broken glass in his hand, ready to cut himself again at any time.

Fu Yuling was frightened by his determination. After bleeding so much, would his life be in danger due to excessive blood loss? What if he hurts himself again, cuts an artery regardless of the severity?
  How could she just watch him die if she didn't even allow him to be harmed even a little bit.

Fu Yuling fell to the ground. She thought she was a winner just now, but now she was completely defeated. She crawled to the bed, found her mobile phone from under the bed, called someone outside, and asked him to come and open the door.

The burly man did not leave the hotel and found a suite on this floor to sleep. When he received the call from the eldest lady, he yawned and took the key and opened the lock outside slowly.

Fu Yuling was wrapped in her nightgown. When the man saw her, he licked the corners of his lips with his tongue, shook his head and chuckled: "So fast?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in black clothes came out of the room, his body was wet and his hands were covered in blood.

The burly man's eyelids twitched. Why was he still seeing blood?
  Looking at the man's face again, there was a light on in the corridor, and he finally saw it clearly. He finally knew why he felt that this face looked familiar. He had seen it on the news.

This man is... Fu Jichen, the current leader of Junshan Group.

The key in the burly man's hand fell to the ground, and the color on his face faded little by little. In the long and quiet corridor, he looked like a lonely ghost.

He helped that woman plot against the president of Junshan Group?

Fear surrounded him like a tide, and the burly man suddenly felt the check in his pocket burning his chest.

Fu Jichen entered the elevator and couldn't see the numbers on the control panel clearly. He fumbled with his fingers for a while and pressed the buttons in the last row by feel.

The elevator door closed and took him down, stopping on the first floor.

Fu Jichen walked out and heard unusual footsteps at the front desk. He glanced in his direction and was immediately frightened by the blood on his hands. He hurried over and said, "Mr. Chen, do I need to take you to the hospital?"

The big boss at the group headquarters is no stranger to the front desk, and something is obviously wrong with him.

The veins on Fu Jichen's neck popped out: "Call Qu Mo, quickly!"

When he was in this situation, he still had many concerns. What he wanted was that the fewer people knew about it, the better, so as to minimize the impact.

The front desk nodded repeatedly: "Okay, give him his number."

Fu Jichen reported a series of numbers, and the front desk immediately dialed the phone number to explain the situation to the person over there.

In less than three minutes, a car suddenly stopped at the front door of the hotel, and Qu Mo ran in.

The boss was socializing in the hotel tonight, which was no different from usual. He went out to have dinner by himself, and then spent time nearby, or waited in the car. When it was almost over, the boss would call him.

When the call came from the front desk, he happened to be in the hotel's underground parking lot. He stepped on the accelerator and drove the car to the main entrance. When he saw Fu Jichen, he helped him into the car without asking anything.

"Go to the hospital."

After Fu Jichen finished explaining, his tense nerves relaxed, and a huge torture hit him. He fell into the seat, his face full of pain and forbearance.

Qu Mo glanced at the rearview mirror, ran through two red lights, and sent the patient to a private hospital. He called a doctor he knew well and kept the entire treatment confidential.

When the doctor got the blood test report, he frowned and said to Qu Mo in a cryptic voice: "Mr. Chen must have been plotted by someone. Fortunately, after taking that medicine, there are no side effects. Once the effect of the medicine wears off, everything will be fine."

Qu Mo smoothed his hair. Who would risk his life to plot against this person: "Can we just wait? Is there no other medicine that can relieve it?"

"You can give him a sedative and let him sleep for a few hours. It will be better than carrying him." The doctor said, "If you agree, I will give him the injection."

How could Qu Mo be Fu Jichen's master? He went to the ward and tried to communicate with Fu Jichen, who was already unconscious: "Doctor Fang said that the medicine has no side effects. You can either take it hard or take a sedative. What do you mean?"

Fu Jichen understood: "Go home..."

The wound on his hand was bandaged and no more blood was leaking out. Qu Mo got the order, carried him into the car, and drove back to the villa in Yunding Palace Garden at the maximum speed limit.

Cheng Jin went to bed early. Because Fu Jichen went out to socialize and did not return, she left the light in the living room.

Qu Mo supported Fu Jichen and freed his hand to press the doorbell.

After pressing the button several times, Cheng Jin woke up, put on a vest and came out of the servant's room, opened the door, and saw that Fu Jichen was not sober, so she thought he was drunk. The black shirt was stained with blood and could not be seen. The blood on his arms had been cleaned up. In addition, he smelled of alcohol, so he did look drunk.

Qu Mo didn't mention the twists and turns and helped the person into the house.

Cheng Jin closed the door and followed, "I'm going to the kitchen to make a bowl of hangover soup."

"No need." Qu Mo knew clearly that Fu Jichen didn't drink too much, "I'll help Chen go to the room and he'll be fine if he takes a nap."

Cheng Jin reminded: "His room is next door to the original bedroom, don't make a mistake."

Taking the elevator to the third floor, Qu Mo entered the room and was about to put him on the bed. Thinking that Fu Jichen was wet, he put him on the sofa first.

The boss must not be allowed to sleep in wet clothes. Qu Mo was at a loss as to what to do, and it was not appropriate to ask Aunt Cheng to come over and help.

Qu Mo walked half a circle around the room with his hands on his hips. When he didn't see the woman, he knocked on the door next door.

Shen Jia Nian was woken up, got up and turned on the light, got out of bed and opened the door. When he walked to the door, he realized that he was not wearing any close-fitting clothing under his pajamas, so he went back and put on a coat, pulled the hem of his clothes, and crossed his arms over his chest.

The door opened, and there was a strange man outside. She almost screamed, but when she took a closer look, she saw that it was Fu Jichen's driver and bodyguard, who seemed to be named Qu Mo.

"What's the matter?" Shen Jianian frowned, took two steps back, blocked himself by the door, and only stuck his head out.

Qu Mo knew that she was Shen Jianian, but he was not used to seeing her face. He always felt that she was someone else. After being stunned for two seconds, he pointed to the room next door: "The boss encounters a situation, go over and look after him."

Shen Jia Nian pursed his lips, wondering what kind of situation he would encounter after returning from socializing, it was just that he was drunk.

What happened to Fu Jichen when she was drunk last time was still vivid in her mind. This time she said she would not send him to her door to be bullied: "If you are drunk, just give her a bowl of hangover soup, and she will be fine after a nap. You don't need to take care of her."

Qu Mo didn't expect that she would say that and was speechless for a moment.

After a while, he hesitated: "He...he's not drunk. His clothes are all wet. Please help him change them."

"He is a man, and you are a man too. Why don't you change it for him?" Shen Jianian looked at him with a lunatic look, "Do you understand that there are differences between men and women? How can I change it for him?"

Qu Mo was almost furious with her. Shen Jia Nian was not like this at all.

"You are his girlfriend, shouldn't you take care of him?"

Others didn't know it, but Qu Mo knew it very well. Shen Jia Nian and Fu Jichen had been close to each other for a long time. They just helped him change clothes, so why did she still push back.

Now it was Shen Jianian's turn to be silent. Everyone said that she was Fu Jichen's girlfriend, and she didn't even have evidence to refute.

"I'll leave it to you, Mr. Chen. I have to deal with some things, so I'll leave first."

Qu Mo didn't give her a chance to refuse again, and entered the elevator after saying that.

He didn't make excuses. If something really happened next, he would have to go to the hotel to process the relevant surveillance video. If it spread out and cause big trouble, the front desk would have to warn him.

"Hey, are you preaching..."

Before Shen Jia Nian could finish her sentence, the man disappeared in front of her eyes, leaving only two closed elevator doors in that direction.

Shen Jia Nian glanced at the open door next door and said, "Whatever you want, I just wet my clothes because I was drunk. The night in September is a bit cold, but it's not too cold. One night's sleep will not kill anyone."

She was half responsible for Fu Jichen's drunkenness last time. It had nothing to do with her this time, so she didn't need to feel guilty.

Shen Jianian comforted himself, closed the door, took off his coat and lay on the bed, turned off the light, and went to sleep. Within two minutes of closing his eyes, there was a knock on the door outside.

She pulled the quilt over her head and sighed irritably.

After a few seconds, the knock on the door rang again, sometimes feebly, sometimes with great strength.

Shen Jia Nian blocked both ears with her hands. Could it be that the man named Qu Mo came back and found that she had not taken care of Fu Jichen and came to intercede with her?
  After a stalemate for more than ten minutes, Shen Jianian broke down emotionally. He threw off the quilt and sat up, wrapped his coat again, and opened the door angrily: "I told you I won't..."

A figure suddenly pressed over and hugged her. The coat on her shoulders fell to the ground, and the wet fabric clung to her, soaking her pajamas.

Shen Jia Nian became angry and was about to yell at Fu Jichen when her cheeks were held by a pair of hands. The next second, hot lips kissed her. (End of chapter)