Falling Dreams, Rising Hopes: Saving Mr. Boyfriend

"Senior Yu, we still need to tend the wounds on your legs. But before that, would you like to eat something?" Now that she knew Yu Tian had finally come to his senses, she tried to take his mind off the things.

He was still hugging her tightly, afraid to let go. Her embrace was so soothing to him, he could spend his whole day like this. Guess they would end up talking through the whole night then.

"I don't feel like eating anything. You should take some rest. You have been working on me for quite some time now,' he spoke over her shoulder, his enchanting voice reverberating through her ears. Mei Qingyang blushed, what were they doing deep into this long night?

Plus her own shameless cheesy words earlier, she could die of embarrassment somewhere. You are mine? Seriously? Did she not have better words to frame it? Aaarrgghhhh, what happened to the always cool and calm and composed Mei Qingyang? She ruffled her own hair inside her mind in more shame.

She also did not dare to let go. She could tell how much she was valued just by how he was snuggling against her. In sometime though, her back started hurting. She tapped on his arm encircling her body.

"Okay, senior Yu, let's finish this work, okay? I have just wiped your wounds, I need to dress them too. Quite a few of them will leave scars…" she informed him regretfully. That witch had to ruin such a perfect body.

"Qing Qing…," he called her gently, separating himself from her. He could sense her discomfort for sitting like that for so long. Her petite frail body felt like it would break if he kept at it for long. To think that this tiny creature packs so much courage in her that she would threaten with a real gun!

"Hmm?" she asked confusedly. He had zoned out in his own world once again.

"Thank you," he held her hands and tenderly brought them to his mouth, kissing them. Her face turned read once again. Jeez, was this the time to be romantic?

She hurriedly withdrew her hands and grabbed fresh towels again. His pants were frayed as well. Now that she looked at him, he really needed a bath. His hair was sticky, his face still sweaty. Because Yu Rong had, once again, made sure to not touch his face, she had not paid any attention to it.

Her hands reached out to his face and wiped all the dirt completely off. Yu Tian also let her do whatever she wanted, patiently. He was enjoying the feeling. Her touch made him forget the ordeal he had gone through earlier that night. How could she have such magical healing powers? His heart gradually, completely dropped the guard.

He put his head in her l.a.p, lying down on the couch. He was so tired that sleep came over and he slept like a baby in his security bubble. He knew his ordeal, at least for a month, was over and he would have peace.

Mei Qingyang let him sleep, c.a.r.e.s.sing her hair which she had tried cleaning using the wet towels. She did not have any other means for now, unless she forced him to wake up and take a bath. She could not bear to do so. She cleaned his whole body slowly and then ended up wrapping bandages around his wounds.

When she was finally done, she came back and put his head in her l.a.p once again.

As soon as she sat down and looked at the haggard face, her tears started plopping once again, dropping at Yu Tian's face, who was so deep in sleep that even drums could not wake him up.

"Senior Yu, I am so sorry. I could have been there in time. But my neglect, I still can't forgive myself. I promise to you, I won't let any harm come to you now. I will work on getting her to jail more rigorously now." She wiped her tears from Yu Tian's face.

The warm liquid on his face reminded him of warm rains he had experienced with his first love. That girl was not a tomboy like Mei Qingyang. She was more lady like, belonged to wealthier category too. Their love at that time, was more innocent.

And then he had told her about his condition. He could never forget the contorted face of hers as she had left him, questioning him, "How could a man be under his aunt's thumb like this? Could he not just use force, Yu Rong was a woman after all? Could he just no go may be?"

He had asked those questions to himself so many times. But he never had an answer for them. Why would he always comply with the summon? Why did he feel overpowered whenever he visited those offices of hers? Why could he just not leave?

But this girl was different. She, perhaps, understood him. Or pretended to understand at least. She was not judgmental. He was far more grown up than that puppy love time. But there was still someone out there who was ready to accept him as he was.

He opened his eyes to see the girl bawling on his behalf. She had her eyes closed and her hands clasped together. He felt more heartache for her than him. Why did she need to take so much burden for him? He raised his hand and gently c.a.r.e.s.sed her cheek, wiping her tears. Mei Qingyang looked at him through her doe like eyes, water still floating around the corner of her eyes.

"Sorry, did I wake you up?"

"No, it is okay. More importantly, what do you think we should do about our relationship status?"

"What about it?" she asked, tilting her head.

"I… I thought since you had claimed your ownership over me, you would want to accept me as your boyfriend?"

"Senior Yu…," she hesitated before proposing, "Take me as your servant."

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"How did she get the access card?" Yu Rong, who was still trembling over the threat she received and that gun shot, asked a very calm Wang Hao, who was standing over the shattered glass of the light.

"Master, you yourself wanted her to see him in that condition. I thought that would be the best course of action," he stated as a matter of fact.

"And so you just gave the card to her?" she clenched her hands. That b*tch dared threaten her with her life. If this Wang Hao had not meddled, she would still be having her fun.

"Master, I know your tendencies. Were you not enjoying the show when she was sneaking around? I anyway changed the time and she was one hour late. I was only thinking about you," he made it look like he was doing it for her, with an earnest expression on his face, which was Yu Rong's weakness.

In his multiple years with Yu Rong, he had determined what worked with her and what did not. Handsome men were always her weakness. He knew since the beginning that one of the reasons she had initially chosen him was because of his face, which also bore some resemblance to love of her life, Yu Ming.

Now he could use his charm whenever he liked to get out of sticky situations like this. He did give that card for his own personal gain but he had to make sure he was not doing anything which could really go against her. What a harmless little girl could do even if she got the access card? She was too much in love with that bastard, she would not bring people to help him out. All she could have done was play a few petty tricks to let Yu Tian escape.

Who would have thought that she would directly charge on the floor, with a gun in her hands? He had no idea that Jiang Nuo had trained his daughter to kill. She even possessed license to carry and fire arms. What kind of beast had that minister produced? Was this his revenge for his dead son?

Anyway, it worked out good for him. He would first check if she had some dangerous toy with her when she would come to fulfill her part of deal. Now he knew what to look for.

"Forget it. I need to lay low for sometime, lest she comes with her gun again. Wang Hao, tighten the security around me. I need the top notch people, even if you have to hire veterans, just do it. I can't back down against a puny girl," she ordered Wang Hao.

"Understood master," Wang Hao grinned inside. It seemed like Yu Rong was becoming foolish as she was aging. Or perhaps she had just gotten too many emotions involved. His sharp mistress was shaken to the core. She had thought no one else could use brute force other than her. Now she really had a challenger.

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"Master, I saw them safely entering the room," Su Weixi reported to Su Lang.

"How did he look?" he asked, gulping down the beer in his hand.

"He… the damage was much more than usual," Su Weixi sighed and sat down just beside her master. She put her arms around his head and pulled him to her shoulder.

"It's okay master, I know you are not trying to meddle because you don't want her to hurt your best friend even more. But I should say your foster cousin has much more guts than any of us," she patted his head because she knew he was in pain too.

Su Lang closed his eyes in frustration and let Su Weixi stroke his head. He nestled against her neck. "I am so upset that I have been watching him for years but I can't do anything. If only, if only I could break away from my family, if only I was that powerful. All my hard work has been for him since the beginning. I have seen him in pain for all these years. Even then I could not do anything. And I am still so powerless," he rambled, a bit drunk.

His hot breath tingled Su Weixi's skin. She tried getting away but Su Lang put his arms around her waist, tightening his grip on her, not letting her go.

"I am sorry Weixi, let me be like this for some time," he let out a sigh, full of regrets and anguish.