On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

When they returned to the city, it was already completely dark. The street lights kept flashing on the black leather seats, alternating between light and dark.

Chen Qian fell into a deep sleep not long after getting in the car, and was now leaning on Chi Mu's shoulder, snoring peacefully and regularly.

After driving through another green light, Chen Tian suddenly spoke up, "He arranged so many people to go to that crowded place and forcefully took Xiao Qian away. How could he let him go so easily just now? He asked us to bring him back."

"He probably just wanted to remind me that he has this ability, so that I wouldn't run too far for too long and accidentally forget it. I just don't know if he said anything he shouldn't have said to Xiao Qian in order to increase the effect of intimidating me." Chi Mu played with the loose hair that hung on Chen Qian's face, his white knuckles hidden in the hair, twisting and rolling it.

"Really? But Xiao Qian isn't injured, is he? I saw he looked very weak when he got off the car just now."

"He wasn't injured, he was probably just frightened."

When Chen Qian regained consciousness, he was already in his own bed. He lazily rolled over, found a comfortable position, and buried his face in the quilt. But a moment later, he suddenly threw back the quilt, sat up, and hurried out of the room.

On the clock on the living room wall, the hour hand was slightly off from nine, and the minute hand was between four and five. Chen Tian sat on the sofa, one hand holding a book, the other placing a mug on the coffee table. He heard Chen Qian's footsteps, and his eyes moved from the book to the source of the sound. He pulled the corners of his mouth into a teasing smile and said loudly, "Chi Mu, you sleeping beauty, wake up!"

Chen Qian was stunned for a few seconds when he heard this strange name, and an uncontrollable warmth passed through his heart.

There was a continuous sound of porcelain clinking in the kitchen, and then Chi Mu came out with a casserole in his oven gloves. He placed the casserole in the middle of the table and looked at Chen Qian with a faint smile: "You're awake just in time, come and have some porridge."

Chi Mu cooked vegetable and lean meat porridge, which was simple and tasted great.

Chen Qian had been hungry for almost the entire day, so when he finally had something to eat, he gobbled it up voraciously, one bowl after another, so fast that it was almost as if he was pouring it directly into a bucket.

"Eat slowly. No one's trying to snatch it from you. Don't choke." Chen Tian saw rice grains on Chen Qian's chin and wiped the dirty part of his face with a napkin. "Did the old man surnamed Chi lock you up and starve you before releasing you?"

Chen Qian's eyebrows drooped when he heard this, and he raised his head from his bowl: "He called me over and said some nonsense. It was so annoying that I couldn't even drink my tea."

Chen Qian's unconscious words attracted the attention of Chen Tian and Chi Mu, and their expressions became very complicated and obscure.

The two looked at each other for a long time and fell silent.

The casserole was soon empty. Chi Mu cooked enough for at least four or five people, and most of it went into Chen Qian's mouth, filling his stomach.

Chen Tian watched him rubbing his bulging belly as usual and couldn't help but say, "Xiao Qian, how come you don't gain weight even though you eat so much? Did you put all the nutrients into the black hole in your stomach?"

Chen Qian leaned back in his chair with his head tilted back, curling his lips: "You don't eat less than me."

"I go to the gym three times a week. How can you compare with me?" Chen Tian poked his stomach and imitated him by leaning back. "By the way, what did Old Man Chi say to you?"

When Chen Qian heard this, his good mood immediately disappeared, and his tone was grim: "He told me that he was the one who caused Chi Yuyuan's accident, and he also took our family away for a while. Is this true, Chen Tian?"

Chen Tian pondered for a moment, then looked directly into Chen Qian's suspicious eyes and said, "Well, I'm afraid you'll be worried, but they are indeed in a safe place now."

"You don't need to worry about that." Chen Qian snorted lightly and said dissatisfiedly, "I'm only one year younger than you, and my last name is Chen too. Why did you hide it from me?"

"He told you that Chi Yuyuan's accident was... caused by him?" Chi Mu fell into deep thought after hearing Chen Qian's words, and only now did he return to reality. He was not surprised much, because he and Chi Yuxing had guessed it as soon as it happened. He was just confused and didn't understand why Mr. Chi would tell an outsider like Chen Qian about this matter.

"He wanted to use Xiaoqian's mouth to warn you. No wonder he let the person go so easily just now. It seems that it was all planned." Chen Tian frowned and said, staring at the bright lights on the ceiling.

"Can you lend me your permission to warn Brother Chi Mu?" Chen Qian's heart skipped a beat and he quickly stood up and looked at Chi Mu.

Chi Mu had no reaction, no expression, his calmness was so frightening, "It turns out it's true that having half a foot in a coffin makes people less afraid of death."

Chen Qian didn't understand what they meant and didn't know how to start. The other two were overwhelmed by worry and were thinking about what to do next.

For a moment, there was only lonely silence at the table.