Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

He reached out and grabbed the hand that was making a fuss under the covers, raised it up, and looked at Su Nanqin fiercely, saying, "If you move again, I'll take it off."

Su Nanqin looked at him, blinked, and said, "It itches."

He released the man's hand, and Su Nanqin immediately rubbed it with his other hand.

While rubbing, she glared at Lu Fang defiantly. After rubbing for a long time, she didn't say anything and remained still, suppressing her dissatisfaction and grievance.

Seeing him like this, Lu Fang couldn't stay angry anymore. He pulled up the blanket on one side of the other person's back to cover him.

After a long while, just when Lu Fang thought the other person was about to fall asleep, Su Nanqin blurted out, "You hit me."

The last syllable of the note dropped, conveying a sense of grievance.

"Hmm. If you say another word, I'll hit you again." Lu Fang was so sleepy he could barely open his eyes.

They had no time to pay attention to the other party's trivial grievances.

"It hurts," Su Nanqin said.

"Su Nanqin! There's a limit to how much you can make a scene." Lu Fang looked down at him.

That's a very strong statement.

Su Nanqin looked up at him and then rubbed her wrist.

Lu Fang watched his movements and said impatiently, "Stretch it out."

Su Nanqin made no move.

"Aren't you going to yell at me about being in pain? Show me your hand. If you're okay, I'll break your hand!" Lu Fang said fiercely.

Upon hearing this, Su Nanqin stretched out his hand, and Lu Fang examined it under the light; his wrist was indeed bruised.

He wasn't sure if he had hit a joint, so he reached out and pressed on that spot.

Lu Fang's hands were a bit rough, and a tingling sensation ran through Su Nanqin's wrist, causing him to instinctively pull away.

Lu Fang glared at him and shut him up. Lu Fang often got into fights and injured himself frequently when he was in school, so he had some experience in judging whether someone had broken a bone or tendon.

He pinched it and found that there was no fracture. The bluish discoloration was probably just because Su Nanqin's skin was too sensitive and fair.

Su Nanqin winced in pain from his pinch, but Lu Fang retorted, "Serves you right. It's nothing, go to sleep!"

The other person stopped talking and secretly shrank back an inch into their arms.

Lu Fangxu patted Su Nanqin on the back: "Don't move anymore! How can you sleep if you keep moving around?"

"Hmm." Su Nanqin rarely responded, but as if he couldn't help but add, "Why are you always so fierce?"

"You put up with being mean to me, but you're no better yourself." Lu Fang really didn't want to talk to him.

Lu Fang discovered that Su Nanqin was notorious for his ability to turn his back on people without hesitation.

I forced myself to hug him last night, and the next day he turned on me again. If he weren't a big CEO, hitting someone would be against the law.

He might not be able to resist pinning the other person down in the room and beating them up, to teach them the consequences of provoking him.

However, with his injury, he didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

And so the two of them spent two days in peace, each with their own thoughts.

To be precise, Lu Fang was hiding from Su Nanqin. He still hadn't come to his senses that Su Nanqin actually wanted him.

He knew these young noblemen were promiscuous, and that they often had several lovers at once.

He knew that Su Nanqin harbored those feelings for him, but he couldn't figure out what the other party really meant.

Although he would never be gay in his life, especially since the other party was someone like Su Nanqin, who was good-looking but also habitually unreasonable.

They still can't distinguish right from wrong, they're arrogant and self-centered...

In short, he can list a whole host of the other person's shortcomings.

He paced around the room, then suddenly realized that his mind was filled with...

Sunanqin!!!

"This is insane," Lu Fang wondered.

Just as he was pondering this, his phone rang. He went to answer it, and Jiang Kun's voice came from the other end: "Xiao Fang, how's your injury? Is it getting any better?"

Lu Fang moved his phone to the other side and reached for the water glass on the table with one hand: "I'm much better now, thank you for your concern, Brother Jiang."

What a load of rubbish.

He knew the other party wouldn't come to him without a reason, and although he had made quite a bit of money working for him for so many days.

But he also put in a lot of effort; the day Lu Fang collapsed at Su Nanqin's house, he was almost beaten to death.

They didn't utter a single word back then.

However, being the tactful person he is, he still gave the other party a way out: "Are you short-staffed lately?"

"Oh, it's not that much of a shortage, it's just that Tiger has a ring that needs someone to fight."

Lu Fang immediately understood: Jiang Kun was attracted by his recklessness and wanted to give the audience a chance to win big.

Who is Tiger? Putting aside his physique and skills, there are very few people in the entire circle who would dare to fight him.

However, the greater the gap in strength, coupled with Lu Fang's indomitable spirit, the more excited the audience will be.

Lu Fang chuckled inwardly. Jiang Kun was indeed a cunning old fox; his plan was shrewd and meticulous.

When Jiang Kun heard no response from the other end for a while, he spoke again: "I only came to ask you because I saw that the reward for this is quite good. I know you are short of money. I wouldn't be willing to ask anyone else. If you don't dare to accept, I won't force you."

Lu Fang placed the water glass on the table with a soft sound: "I'll take it."

Jiang Kun exchanged a few pleasantries on the phone before hanging up, but Lu Fang didn't quite catch what he said.

He put his phone back on the table, sat down against the bed, and was a little dazed for a moment.

Fighting in underground boxing matches was not his intention, but he had no other choice.

He truly felt that two taels of silver could drive a person to their death.

No matter what, he had to talk to Su Nanqin today.

It's not a solution for them to keep him locked up like this. He was injured a couple of days ago, but they couldn't be bothered to care.

But that doesn’t mean he’s willing to give in or tolerate it.

As usual, Su Nanqin was busy until very late when he arrived. When he did, Lu Fang was sitting on the floor of the first-floor living room playing an online game.

He was completely unreserved, meticulously handling the game console that Su Nanqin had bought as decoration, which he himself had never even used.

When Su Nanqin came in, he turned his head to look at him, then lowered his head again to continue playing his game.

It was clear that things were getting intense; he hadn't even paid attention to the important matters of the evening.

Just as Su Nanqin was about to go upstairs, he finished the game in his hand.

He called out to Su Nanqin, his tone not very friendly: "I'm going out tomorrow."

Lu Fang decided to try diplomacy first, and if the other party refused no matter what, he would just go all out and beat them up.

As expected, Su Nanqin stopped and sat down on the sofa behind him.

Lu Fang turned around to face him. Su Nanqin, sitting on the sofa, was a head taller than him. He looked down at the other person and said, "No."

The refusal was very decisive.

Lu Fang wasn't in a hurry; at worst, he could beat someone up.

He leaned forward to probe: "Are you sure it's not allowed?"

"Yes," Su Nanqin replied without hesitation.

"Then I might have to fight your bodyguards tomorrow." Lu Fang stared straight at him, showing no sign of backing down.

"You can give it a try."