Chapter 12: My Heart Beats For You (III)
“Miss Jian, hello.” Secretary Cui stood up and smiled at Jian Xin.
“Secretary Cui, hello. I’m looking for my older brother for lunch.” Jian Xin walked over leisurely to Secretary Cui’s work table, but then paused when he line of sight fell on Shang Ke.
Shang Ke smiled, “I am interning here for the time being.”
“Interning?” Jian Xin lowered her head, a flash of disgust went through her eyes. Jiang Yumo had kept pestering her a few days ago and recently things has been so quiet she thought he had gave up. But she didn’t expect that he had only changed tactics. Her old brother obviously knew she didn’t like him, why did he let her into his company? To intern? Didn’t their Jiang Family have a company where he can intern at?
Jian Chenfeng walked into the office and gave Shang Ke a warning glare when he saw his “perverted” eyes staring at his younger sister. He then said to Jian Xin, “Xin’er, let’s go.”
“Hm.” Jian Xin took a glance at Shang Ke, hesitantly asking, “That Second Young Master Jiang…”
“You don’t need to pay attention to him, the boss does not have the duty to have lunch with ‘staff’.” Jian Chenfeng’s meaning was quite clear, since he was working at the company, he was his staff member and was not Jiang Family’s Young Master.
With those words said, he led Jian Xin out of the office under Shang Ke’s “loving” gaze.
Secretary Cui gave him a glance and comforted him, “Director Jian is actually a soft-hearted person despite his cold exterior. Don’t take it to heart.”
He was soft-hearted? Shang Ke felt that Secretary Cui really doesn’t have the talent for jokes.
“Secretary Cui, if you don’t mind, you can eat this.” Shang Ke gave the lunchbox he had prepared for Jian Chenfeng to him.
“Thank you, then I won’t hold back.” The lunchbox from yesterday had really gave him a shock, what was even magical was that Director Jian who was always picky about food ate it! It was clear that Second Young Master Jiang’s cooking skills were very good.
“Brother, why did you allow Jiang Yumo into our company?” After they left the building, Jian Xin couldn’t hold back anymore and asked.
“Uncle Jiang asked father for help, and I also wanted to personally understand this man so I agreed.” Jian Chenfeng gave her a glance, “If he wants to chase after my younger sister, I should know if he has the qualifications to or not.”
Jian Xin gloomily said, “I don’t like Jian Yumo, he’s ignorant and incompetent, his mind is also simple and likes to play around. I…I like more mature men.”
Jian Chenfeng thought back to his interaction with Jiang Yumo for the past two days and felt that he was not as unbearable as his younger sister was describing. It was quite the opposite, that guy’s nature was open-minded and optimistic. For Jian Xin, he had bore with him deliberately making things difficult for him. His work was done pretty well and he hasnt said a single complaint.
He paused and asked, “You just said you like more mature men? Xin’er has someone you like?”
Jian Xin’s face redden and whispered, “It’s big brother Jiang.”
“Jiang Donglin?” Very good, he had defended against the small one but didn’t defend against the big one. However, compared to the unpredictable Jiang Yumo, Jiang Donglin was a pretty good target.
“Brother, you won’t disagree right?” Jian Xin timidly looked at him.
Jian Chenfeng remained silent for a period then answered, “As long as you like him.”
Shang Ke did not have the time to research that pair of sibling’s thoughts, he was done with work in the afternoon.
Jian Chenfeng and Secretary Cui had other things to deal with so they stayed together in the company to do overtime. When it was almost seven, Jian Chenfeng felt a bit hungry and said to him, “Help me warm up my lunchbox, and you can go eat. We’ll deal with the remaining stuff after we eat.”
“Lunchbox?” Secretary Cui’s face was dumbfounded.
“Didn’t Jiang Yumo make me a lunchbox?” Jian Chenfeng slanted a look at him.
“Uh…” Secretary Cui’s tone was heavy as he explained, “I’m sorry Director Jian, that lunchbox was eaten by me.”
“You ate it?” Jian Chenfeng’s gaze was so cold chills ran up Secretary Cui’s back.
He forcefully acted calm, “You didn’t eat lunch at the company at noon and Second Young Master Jiang was afraid it would go to waste so he gave it to me.”
Jian Chenfeng continued to stare at him.
Secretary Cui’s cold sweat flowed. If he had known earlier that the boss would bear a grudge against him for eating it, he…would still eat it! That lunchbox was too delicious alright?
A moment later, Jian Chenfeng said, “Forget it, have him bring me one again tomorrow.”
Secretary Cui had no choice but to give his heart another hit, “Director Jian, tomorrow is the weekend.”
Jian Chenfeng: “……”
Taking advantage of the weekend where he has no work, Shang Ke went to the flower shop and ordered a bouquet of roses for Jian Xin, then ran to the extreme sports club and participated in rock climbing, diving, surfing, bungee jumping and so on.
This was his next plan, to challenge stimulating things, assigned to play with his life. But he also had to make sure he didn’t play himself to death, he had to leave himself a breath to go to the hospital and contribute his heart. If he wasn’t careful and died while doing an extreme sport, then he might be judged by the System as killing himself.
Shang Ke had signed up for all of the most extreme ones in the club. The main point was for him to experiment just which type would be easier to leave himself in a half-dead state. He had to grasp every kind of courting death skill within twelve months.
Didn’t rumors say that Jiang Yumo really like to play? Then he’ll play for everyone to see.
“Just how did you end up like this?” Xu Qing asked while helping Shang Ke apply medicine.
Shang Ke’s body was filled with purple bruises here and there, only his face was in perfect condition.
“From falling.” Shang Ke simply returned two words.
That one fall certainly was strong, front, back, top, bottom, bruises were everywhere.
Xu Qing reminded him, “Jiang Yumo, I didn’t care about what you did before, but now I wish you can hold back a little. Don’t forget, your brain has a problem.”
Your brain has a problem! Shang Ke lazily leaned against the chair, his eyes hazy, giving him a drowsy appearance.
Xu Qing’s gaze flashed and he stared at him for a good while before moving his sight away, “Take care of yourself next time, if I see your whole body injured like this again, I will tell your state to Uncle Jiang and your older brother.”
“At worst, I just won’t come here.”
So you would rather go to another hospital then to renounce your power to get injured?
Xu Qing discovered for the first time that he didn’t actually know Jiang Yumo at all. Just what was he doing right now? Why would he not quickly get himself treated despite knowing his condition? Was there anything else that was more important than one’s life?
“Yumo, I helped you invited some brain specialist experts. They can formulate a dependable operation plan for your situation.”
“Hm, thanks.” Shang Ke stood up, waved his hand and left.
When he went back home, he didn’t even take a bath and just fell straight onto the bed, asleep. The days after that would start to fall into a regular pattern.
Going to work on time, using his cooking skills to raise Jian Chenfeng’s favorable impression, sending flowers to Jian Xin no matter what, then trying all sorts of extreme stuff on the weekends.
A month later, Jian Chenfeng no longer made gave him cold gazes and cold words, he would occasionally invite him to his house to be a guest. Jian Xin still disliked him though, but had became closer and closer to Jiang Donglin by the passing time.
“Eh? Jian Chenfeng, why are you here?” Shang Ke looked at the man outside his door in surprise.
“I was passing by and decided to mooch some food.” Jian Chenfeng gave a “I came to get mooch food so you should be honored” mighty and cold expression.
Shang Ke secretly rolled his eyes and let him in.
Jian Chenfeng had just walked in when he smelled the scent of medicine. He slightly frowned and turned around to examine Shang Ke. he was dressed in relaxing home clothing while his hair drooped as it wished. His face was also rosy and languid, he did not look like someone who was injured.
“You really came at a great time, dinner is about done.” Shang Ke’s slippers clacked as he walked to the kitchen.
Jian Chenfeng sat at the dining table as he watched Shang Ke work around busily like a married man, bringing the food to the table.
“Let’s eat.” Shang Ke said.
Jian Chenfeng picked up his chopsticks and started to silently enjoy the food.
This was Jian Chenfeng’s first time to Shang Ke’s home as a guest. Although he had frequently drove him back home, he had never came up. But why did he suddenly decide to visit today? Don’t tell him he was really here just to mooch some food?
Shang Ke randomly thought and did not notice his fingers were trembling.
“What’s wrong with you?” Jian Chenfeng noticed his strange condition and stared at his finger.
“What?” Shang Ke’s face was puzzled.
Shang Ke looked down and finally noticed that his hand that was holding chopsticks was trembling.
“It’s nothing.” He held his wrist and smiled, “I moved some heavy stuff today, so my arms are a little sore.”
Jian Chenfeng stood up and walked to his side, pulled his arm and rolled up his sleeve. What he immediately saw was many bruises covering his fair arms, there were old ones and new ones.
“What is going on with these?” Jian Chenfeng’s sharp gaze locked onto Shang Ke, a faint trace of anger within them.
“I’ve been training my body recently.” Shang Ke paid it no mind and just smiled, he wanted to pull back his hand, but Jian Chenfeng held it tightly.
After a while, Jian Chenfeng let go of his right hand and grabbed his left hand, the result was that he found out there were also many bruises on his left.
Jian Chenfeng’s face went tight and he grabbed Shang Ke, dragging him all the way to the sofa then started to crudely peel his clothes.
“What are you doing?” Shang Ke struggled nonstop, trying to protect his “clear as ice and clean as jade” body from the violation.
“Shut up!” Jian Chenfeng pressed him down on the sofa and used brute force to pull away his clothes. A wide expanse of naked skin showed before his eyes.
Jian Chenfeng’s eyes darken and immediately saw the scar on his chest. His expression then became very terrifying.
“This is the result of your ‘training’?” Jian Chenfeng dangerously spoke, “Tell me, what kind of training would leave you in injuries all over? Boxing?”
“No.” Shang Ke looked at him with disdain, “How can that kind of rough sport fit the graceful me?”
Jian Chenfeng: “……” Will you believe me that I will roughly kill you, you graceful bastard!”
“Can you get off, I’m about to die from your pressure.” Shang Ke raised a foot and kicked at Jian Chenfeng’s waist.
Only then did Jian Chenfeng notice their posture. Shang Ke was lying on the sofa, his clothes messy and his face a bit red, his eyes was also slightly fogged. His upper garment was sliding down his arms due to their struggle while his trousers also slipped down his waist, revealing his perfect waist line and even abdominal muscles. The bruises on his body appeared like remnants of love, full of endless enticement. One leg was being pressed down by Jian Chenfeng’s knee and another was at his waist, their lower bodies closely together. They would be able to feel each other’s physiological changes at any time.
Jian Chenfeng swiftly stood up, his heart beating furiously.