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Shen Siming didn't want to run away at first, he knew in his heart that if his father didn't let go, he and Xue Chen wouldn't get real peace for a day.

He wants to see if his father has any other tricks.

Shen Siming led Xue Chen out of the office until they were standing in the elevator, Shen Siming pressed the door close button, he stretched out his long arms, pulled Xue Chen into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Xue Chen felt this long-lost embrace that smelled of alcohol and blood. Without hesitation, he raised his arms and hugged Shen Siming's waist, "It's okay, it's okay."

Shen Siming took a deep breath and kissed Xue Chen's hair, "Is it really you? You're really here. Am I dreaming?"

Xue Chen patted him on the back twice, "It's me, who else but me? I'm the only one who would be so stupid."

The words were a bit coquettish. After finishing speaking, she gave Shen Siming a light thump, and raised her head to look at him, "Let me run all the way here just to see you like this? How did you do it?"

Shen Siming hugged him tightly to prevent him from looking, "Don't look, I'm really fine."

He tightened his arms hard, feeling like he was hugging the whole world, "Xue Chen, thank you."

After walking out of the building, Shen Siming was going to take a taxi back to the villa. Xue Chen looked at his limping feet and injuries all over his body, and asked, "Aren't you going to the hospital for treatment?"

"No," Shen Siming said, "there is a medicine box at home, you are a doctor, you should know how to do it."

Xue Chen didn't speak, Shen Siming took his hand, he knew that Xue Chen was angry, and vaguely knew why he was angry, thinking that it's always right to apologize first, so he said, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Xue Chen looked at him, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's not good anywhere." Shen Siming squeezed his hand, "You can scold me and beat me if you want, but don't be angry with me, okay?"

Shen Siming apologized so readily, but Xue Chen couldn't get angry anymore. He sighed and said, "Let's go back first, and we'll talk after the wound is treated."

The two took a taxi back to the villa, the villa's bodyguards had already withdrawn, and the whole villa was empty.Shen Siming pulled Xue Chen into his room, took out the medicine box and asked Xue Chen to help him treat the wound.

The wound rolled over the gravel, and many small stones were trapped in the wound, which hurt even looking at it.He had undergone major surgery, but Xue Chen's eyes were full of mist from the flesh injury. He turned his face away and pressed his eyes, "Don't move, it might hurt a little."

Shen Siming heard something was wrong, and was about to turn around when he slapped him on the back, "Say don't move!"

Shen Siming didn't dare to move.

Xue Chen took out medical tweezers to help him pick out the small stones in the wound one by one, then washed it with alcohol and saline, applied ointment, and finally wrapped it with gauze. The two of them did not speak during the whole process.

"Take off your pants." Xue Chen said.

Shen Siming didn't talk nonsense, and took off his pajama pants in a few moments.

"Go to the bed and lie on your side." Xue Chen said expressionlessly.

Shen Siming was obedient, and after laying down on the bed, she stared at Xue Chen without blinking. Xue Chen ignored him and concentrated on treating the wound. The room was so quiet that only the sound of tweezers pinching small stones could be heard. And Shen Siming's breathing sound from time to time.

Xue Chen relaxed his movements.

While bandaging, Shen Siming said: "It's my fault about Luo Yuan, I shouldn't have kept it from you, I'm sorry."

Shen Siming didn't say the reason, but simply apologized. He knew that once he hurt someone, no amount of explanation would help.

"It's okay." Xue Chen said, "Brother Luo has already told me the reason, you are right, you don't need to apologize to me."

At that time, Shen Siming really liked Brother Luo, no matter what method he tried to get Brother Luo, it had nothing to do with him, so he had no right to be angry.

After bandaging, Xue Chen went to look at Shen Siming's feet.

"Sprain, spray some medicine, it will be healed in a few days."

Shen Siming didn't answer, he sat up, pulled Xue Chen into his arms, his voice became tense, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, just scold me or beat me up, just don't get angry at me OK?"

Here it comes again, Xue Chen sighed helplessly, patted him on the back, and backed away from his arms, "I'm not angry, no, I'm angry, I'm angry because you don't take care of yourself, look at those wounds on your body , and your feet, don’t you want to die?”

As he said that, he took out a spray from the bottom of the medicine box, and sprayed it on Shen Siming's ankle vigorously. Shen Siming was shivering from the cool spray, and said aggrievedly: "Chen Chen, it's cold."

"It deserves it," Xue Chen sprayed it a few more times, threw away the spray and rubbed it with his hands, "I made you jump off the building, made you not cherish yourself, and hurt you to death."

"Hiss—" Shen Siming gasped, but he didn't dare to hide, he could only bear it.

Xue Chen couldn't bear to torture him, so after two strokes, he lightened the pressure to help him slowly rub the bruise away.Shen Siming looked at the top of his jet-black hair, feeling extremely soft in his heart.

"Chenchen, thank you." He said.

Xue Chen paused, and said, "Shen Siming, don't keep thanking me, I don't want to hear thank you either."

What he wanted to hear was not "thank you" and "sorry", what he wanted to hear, Shen Siming never said it to him.

Shen Siming pulled his foot out of his hand, leaned over and hugged him tightly, before putting his lips together, he said: "I love you."

Shen Siming cleaned himself from top to bottom, put on clean clothes, and went to the restaurant with Xue Chen.

Father Shen booked a luxury private room on the top floor, before entering the door, Xue Chen held his hand, "I feel a little uneasy."

Shen Siming hugged him, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Xue Chen's feeling was very accurate. When he opened the door and entered, Shen Siming's pupils constricted suddenly. There was not only Shen's father in the private room, but also the person he least wanted to see - Xiang Yilan.

Seeing him, Xiang Yilan stood up, smiled sweetly and said, "Siming, you're here."

Shen Siming glanced at her blankly, then turned to look at Shen's father, and said coldly, "What do you mean?"

Father Shen tapped the tabletop with his fingers, "What does it look like standing at the door, let's talk about it first."

Shen Siming grabbed Xue Chen's hand and led him inside.They took the seats farthest from the two of them and sat down, then remained silent.

The waiter came in and asked if he wanted to serve food. Father Shen said yes, and the waiter went out. When the door closed again, Shen Siming leaned into Xue Chen's ear and said, "Don't think too much, I have nothing to do with her."

Xue Chen knew who he was talking about, and nodded, "Well, I know."

Shen Siming laughed, "Good boy."

Opposite Yilan's complexion is very bad, but at this time, except for Shen's father, no one cares about her.When the food was served, Shen's father picked up some food with chopsticks for Xiang Yilan, and said: "Lan Lan, eat more."

Xiang Yilan raised the corner of his mouth, "Thank you, Uncle Shen."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Shen Siming again, only to see Shen Siming peeling shrimp for Xue Chen.

No one was comfortable eating a meal. On the contrary, Xue Chen, following the principle of not eating for nothing, kept his head down and just ate. In the end, he was the one who ate the most.

After removing the dishes, the waiter served tea, and the negotiation officially began.

Shen Siming really didn't want to go around with them, so he said directly: "The person I like is Xue Chen, and I won't marry anyone but him."