The beauty god is forced to love every day

Yan Liting lowered his head slightly, lit the cigarette with the flame, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled smoke rings.

A faint smoke blurred his perfect facial features, and his eyes behind the glasses were slightly narrowed, revealing a cold look.

"The customs issue has been resolved."

Yan Lici also lit one for himself, leaned back on the sofa with his head tilted back, crossed his legs, exhaled a puff of smoke, and his Adam's apple rolled, "It's solved, at a cost."

Yan Liting reached out and took off his glasses, pinching his aching nose, "What's going on?"

"It's the Fu family." Yan Lici scratched his hair in annoyance. "There's nothing wrong with that guy. They just have nothing to do."

"It's so annoying to find trouble with me."

Yan Liting was silent for a moment and flicked the ash off his cigarette. "The Fu family has indeed gone a bit too far recently, but it won't last long. The Fu family will collapse."

"Brother, you have to take action against the Fu family." Yan Lici sat up straighter, his eyes full of depth.

Yan Liting slowly blew out a smoke ring and nodded, "Yeah."

In the smoke, both of them looked a little solemn.

After a while, Yan Lici fell back again, looking a little embarrassed, "Will that kid Yucheng hate us?"

"This is a bit difficult! I think Qingqing likes him very much."

Yan Liting pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray with his bony hands. "The Fu family has long attracted the attention of the higher-ups, even if it wasn't me."

"They will fall too. Besides, without power, they might be easier to control. I don't want to raise another ungrateful person."

"Alright!" Yan Lici put out his cigarette and took out another one. "The Si family is bankrupt, so they might do something desperate. Big brother, be careful when you return to the capital."

"Yes, I know." Yan Liting bent down and took the cigarette from Yan Lici's mouth, "Smoke less. The smell will be too strong when we go to the ward. Aqing doesn't like it."

Then he threw the cigarette into the trash can.

"I can't stay here for long. I'll leave the rest to you. When Yucheng gets better, bring them both back to the capital."

"Okay, I'll take care of the rest." Yan Lici shrugged helplessly, fell completely on the sofa, and waved to Yan Liting.

"Brother, be careful on the road. I'm so tired that I won't take you there."

"Yeah." Yan Liting responded, reached out to pick up his glasses, put them on, and turned to leave.

Three days later, in the ward.

Yan Qing has been doing nothing lately, just guarding Yu Cheng all the time, with her slender fingers gently resting on Yu Cheng's hand, and the red and black love knots on her wrist complementing each other.

The two ends of the knot are slightly raised, like two hearts leaning against each other, silently protecting each other.

The breeze outside the window blew gently, ruffling the curtains. He just stood there quietly, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Cheng's fingers moved slightly, and Yan Qing's eyes instantly widened, filled with joy.

"Yucheng." Yan Qing's voice was trembling, and she held the hand even tighter, fearing that this was just an illusion.

Yu Cheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the next second he slowly opened his eyes, with confusion and weakness in his eyes.

"Qingqing..." The voice was hoarse and weak, but it made Yan Qing feel extremely relieved.

"I'm here, I'm always here." Yan Qing responded with a sob, hugging Yu Cheng tightly, as if he would disappear if she let go.

Yu Cheng felt the warm tears running down his neck, his heart filled with pain. He slightly pulled the corners of his mouth, wanting to give Yan Qing a smile, but seemed a little powerless.

He gently reached out and wiped away the tears from Yan Qing's eyes, "Don't cry..."

The slightly cool fingertips fell to the end of her eyes. Yan Qing reached out and held Yu Cheng's hand, pressing it against her cheek. "Okay, I won't cry. As long as you wake up, it's fine."

Looking up at Yu Cheng's bruised face, she couldn't help but let tears well up in her eyes and reached out to touch the wound.

"Does it hurt......?"

Yu Cheng reached out and held Yan Qing's fingers, "It doesn't hurt. Don't I look ugly now? Do you dislike me, Qingqing?"

"I don't mind." Yan Qing shook her head and looked at Yu Cheng very seriously. "You are the most beautiful in my heart. You protect my Yu Cheng. You are so handsome."

At this time, the sunlight outside the window poured in through the gaps in the curtains, shining on the two of them, warm and soft.

A teasing voice slowly sounded, "If you continue to suppress him like this, maybe your Yucheng will go to paradise first."

Yan Qing was startled, and quickly stood up, looking angrily at the source of the voice, "Second brother, can't you say something nice!"

Yan Lici leaned against the door frame and raised his eyebrows, "Xiao Yanqing, you are very rude. I am your brother."

As he said this, he walked in, followed by a doctor in a white coat. He walked to Yucheng's bedside and began to examine Yucheng carefully.

Yan Qing watched nervously from the side, his hands unconsciously clenched.

Seeing Yan Qing so nervous, Yan Lici reached out and ruffled his pink hair, "What are you worried about? He won't die."

"You're so annoying! I'm going to tell my brother that you sent a woman to his bed in exchange for Chengdong..."

Yan Lici covered Yan Qing's mouth in panic and begged for mercy, "Ancestor, I was wrong, don't say anything."

Yan Qing glared at Yan Lici, whimpering softly, and signaled him to let him go.

Yan Lici rarely looked flustered. "If you don't say anything, I'll let you go. If you agree, just nod your head. If you don't agree, I'll kill you right now, Yu Cheng."

Yu Cheng cooperated with the doctor, but he couldn't help but look at Yan Qing. When he heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Yan Qing glared at Yan Lici fiercely, and after a moment of stalemate, he nodded.

"That's good!" Yan Lici let go of Yan Qing and reached out to touch his head.

Yan Qing irritably slapped Yan Lici's hand away, walked slowly to the bedside, and looked at Yu Cheng worriedly.

After the examination, the doctor smiled and said, "You're recovering well, but you still need to rest well."

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes lit up as she looked at Yu Cheng, "That's great, I'm glad you're okay."

Yu Cheng reached out and held Yan Qing's hand. "I'm sorry to have made you worry. You must be tired these days!"

"Not tired." Yan Qing said with a smile.

Yan Lici sat aside and took a bite of the apple. "Aren't you tired? I stay by his side every day and don't even eat."

"Every day you talk to yourself like a lost soul about how you met each other. I'm tired of listening to you."

Yan Qing's face instantly turned red, and she glared at Yan Lici, "I don't want you to be so talkative!"

Yu Cheng looked at Yan Qing, his eyes full of heartache and self-blame, "Qing Qing, don't ignore yourself like this in the future, I will feel bad."

Yan Lici shrugged and continued chewing his apple. "Okay, okay, I won't be a light bulb anymore. You guys can get bored slowly."

Having said that, he stood up and left the room.

Only Yucheng and Yan Qing were left in the room. They smiled at each other, and the air was filled with warmth and sweetness.