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Upon hearing this, Fang Xun's expression suddenly froze, and he stared at him with wide eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Yan Bei'an said softly, "Don't you understand what I mean? Then let me ask you another way: Is this wound real?"

Fang Xun's heart skipped a beat, his mind went blank, and he blurted out, "Did she tell you?"

Yan Bei'an's eyes narrowed: "Who are you talking about?"

Fang Xun immediately shut his mouth, only his eyes revealing panic: "...No one, I misunderstood, but I really don't understand why you suddenly asked that."

Seeing his reaction, Yan Bei'an knew perfectly well what was going on; there was no need to prove anything.

He felt cold and irritable. He wasn't a heavy smoker, but he would want to smoke when he was irritable.

He could have easily walked over and torn off the unsightly gauze, but he had no interest in doing it himself.

He walked to the side, sat down, took out a cigarette, lit it, blew out a smoke ring, and then said, "Didn't you say you got your wound treated at the Third People's Hospital of Tianjin? I happen to have a friend or family member there, so I asked him to inquire about the situation for me, but they said the Third People's Hospital has no record of you cleaning your wound."

Fang Xun breathed a slight sigh of relief when he learned that it wasn't Liang Liangwei who said it.

It seems that the woman did not tell Yan Bei'an about seeing him outside the Western restaurant that night.

But when Yan Bei'an pointed out the wound, he panicked and hurriedly said, "I... I really didn't go to the Third Affiliated Hospital. I went to a small clinic. I was afraid you would worry, so I said I went to a big hospital..."

Yan Beian didn't argue with him about the hospital issue, and said lightly, "Then take off the gauze and let me see."

Fang Xun subconsciously raised his hand to cover his forehead: "...It looks terrible..."

Yan Bei'an chuckled: "You've sent me photos of the stitches. It's still healing, so it's even harder to see now."

Fang Xun was speechless for a moment: "..."

Yan Bei'an: "The wounds are fake, being hit is fake, coming out is fake, even the name of the neighborhood you gave me is fake, right?"

Fang Xun's hand trembled slightly, his eyes filled with shock.

"How would I know?" Yan Beian saw the meaning in his eyes and felt angry that he had been deceived. He extinguished the lit cigarette with his bare hands and threw it into the trash can, not caring that he was burned. "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Fang Xun's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "No, I just..."

A knock came at the door, and Yan Beian turned his head to look.

The operations director knocked and entered, saying tactfully, "President Yan, there's a meeting in a bit, this..."

Yan Bei'an nodded: "Understood, you can make the arrangements."

He stood up and the other person said, "Let's go, I'll take you to eat."

Fang Xun also stood up, looking at him hesitantly: "Bei An..."

Yan Bei'an said calmly, "After you finish eating, go back to school and don't see each other again."

Fang Xun's face was grim, and his hands, hanging at his sides, were clenched tightly.

Yan Beian withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked out of the conference room first.

Fang Xun saw people walking towards him through the glass door, so he quickly wiped away his tears and followed them with his head down.

He dared not speak or look at anyone the whole way, and just followed Yan Bei'an out.

People kept greeting Yan Bei'an, calling him "President Yan." Yan Bei'an responded calmly and walked towards the elevator.

Once inside the elevator, he didn't even glance at Fang Xun who followed him in. He pressed the button for the first floor with one hand, then stared straight ahead, expressionless.

Fang Xun stood to the side and behind, looking up at the man's tall figure, feeling a pang of sadness and distress.

Hesitantly, she asked, "Is this the last meal? Will you leave me after we eat?"

Yan Bei'an frowned: "Did I not want you? You've been deceiving me all along."

Fang Xun's tears fell again: "I'm sorry, I apologize to you, it was my fault, but... I don't dare to come out to my family, my mom won't be able to handle it..."

Yan Bei'an's heart trembled when he heard him crying, and after a while he replied, "So you lied to me?"

Fang Xun: "I didn't mean to..."

Yan Bei'an: "That's not a reason."

Fang Xun sniffed: "But, just because of this, you're going to break up with me? I didn't lie to your feelings, I really like you, I really like you..."

A vein throbbed on Yan Bei'an's forehead as he recalled the surveillance footage he had seen, and his heart turned cold. He shouted, "Stop talking!"

Fang Xun flinched in fright and froze.

Yan Bei'an had never been so fierce to him before. He had always been gentle and considerate, and had always pampered and protected him since they met. This side of him left him at a loss.

They arrived at the first floor, the elevator doors opened, and Yan Beian stepped out first.

After walking for a while, he realized that the person behind him hadn't followed. He turned around and saw Fang Xun still standing in the elevator, looking at him pitifully.

The elevator doors were about to close.

Yan Beian felt a surge of anger. He strode forward, pressed the door open button, pulled the person out, and turned to walk away.

Fang Xun shook his hands in protest: "No, I don't want to eat..."

Yan Beian, however, was determined: "Even if you don't want to eat, don't stay here. You're crying like this, and the companies upstairs will all be closing soon. Do you want to be stared at?"

Fang Xun also had his pride, so when he heard what he said, he stopped resisting and obediently followed him out with his head down.

The two of them didn't expect that Xiao Ling, who had just arrived, would witness this scene.

Next to the office building was the entrance to a residential community. Seeing Fang Xun with tears streaming down her face, Yan Bei'an had no appetite for food. He pulled her along a side road and stopped in a quiet corner.

Fang Xun stood in front of him, wiping away tears as she cried, "Bei An, please listen to my explanation. I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have kept it from you and delayed things, but I had no choice. I don't have a father, and my mother only has me as her child. If she knew I was gay, she wouldn't be able to handle it..."

Yan Bei'an nodded expressionlessly: "I understand. This matter has indeed put you in a difficult position. I was also at fault. I shouldn't have kept forcing you to do things you didn't want to do."

Hearing this, Fang Xun panicked even more. She took a step forward and threw herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his back: "Bei An, please don't break up, okay? I don't want to break up."

He's been really panicked these past two days. Yan Bei'an only sent him one message saying "Let's break up," and then he couldn't get in touch with him anymore, and Yan Bei'an stopped going to the school to look for him.

He genuinely liked Yan Bei'an. Although his motives were somewhat impure, he truly loved him deep down. That's why he always hesitated to accept advice from others, because he didn't want to hurt Yan Bei'an.

He doesn't want to break up!

Yan Beian clenched his fist, but still hardened his heart: "Fang Xun, don't be like this, there's no point in saying more, we..."

Before the words "Let's part amicably" could be uttered, a voice suddenly shouted, "Bei'an!"

His heart skipped a beat, and he abruptly turned his head to look.

Xiao Ling was standing at the corner, staring wide-eyed at him and Fang Xun, pointing at them with a trembling finger, her face full of disbelief.

Yan Bei'an's expression changed drastically, his pupils contracting: "Mom—"

Thinking about his and Fang Xun's current behavior, he panicked and pushed Fang Xun away without thinking: "No, stop messing around!"

He turned and walked towards Xiao Ling: "Mom, what brings you here?"

Xiao Ling glared at him and said, "If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have seen you and..."

She glared at Fang Xun, who was already terrified, and asked, "What are you doing with this man?"

Just then, someone passed by, heard the sound, turned around, and looked surprised.

Yan Beian hurriedly said, "What? You've misunderstood. One of my employees just had a fight with someone and cried. I was just trying to break up the fight and bring the person out to comfort them."

Xiao Ling kept a straight face and waited until the passersby were far away before lowering her voice and gritting her teeth, "Break up the fight and appease him? A grown man, jumping into your arms begging for appeasement?"