Chapter 240: "It’s like carrying two grapefruits on my chest..."
Qie Xieling had no idea that Jolie had misunderstood him and so did everybody else. Everyone thought he had a death wish but he, out of everyone wanted to live more than anyone else. Qie Xieling slowly regained consciousness, his eyes struggling to focus as he blinked away the remnants of his hazy state.
His heavy eyelids seemed to defy his desire to wake up fully. Every muscle in his body screamed in protest, reminding him of the severe punishment he had endured.
With a soft grunt, Qie Xieling mustered the strength to turn over, intent on finding a more comfortable position. But his feeble attempt was met with an unexpected clanking sound, emanating from his ankle.
His heart sank as he cast a weary gaze downward, revealing a chain securely fastened around his leg. The weight of defeat settled upon him as he pressed his face into the bed.
Suddenly, the door of the basement creaked open, causing Qie Xieling to snap up with renewed vigilance.
His weary eyes met the familiar sight of Luo Muchen’s secretary. She was the type of woman with unwavering loyalty but a merciless demeanour. Relief washed over him, only to be quickly replaced with dread as she swiftly closed the distance between them.
Before he could catch his breath, her sharp grip pinched his ear, causing him to cry out in pain. Her voice, laced with a mixture of anger and concern, pierced the air, "You idiot! Why did you jump in the water? Are you tired of living?"
Qie Xieling winced, both from the fresh pain and the realisation that it was Jolie. He knew he had made a grave mistake by jumping into the water but he really couldn’t watch those two show affection. It was like being repeatedly stabbed by a knife.
He met her gaze and replied, his voice sounding a little annoyed, "I couldn’t bear watching those two being affectionate. It was like torture so I jumped into the water but that idiot Leong Jinn punished me and I almost drowned. Jolie, it really hurts," he said and Jolie felt bad for him.
She recalled how Wen Qinxi went through the very same thing but it seemed he was stronger than Qie Xieling. This was only the second world and he looked like he was going to have a mental breakdown. He even risked his life by jumping into the water just to get away from them.
As Qie Xieling’s words faded into the air, Jolie’s grip loosened slightly, and her features softened ever so briefly. She released his ear and for a moment, an unspoken understanding passed between them. "Uh, you scared me. How would I have been able to explain this to your dads?" She said before pulling Qie Xieling into an embrace. Because he was pulled forcefully his face was pressed against Jolie’s chest.
"Jolie, I can’t breathe," he said but an evil glint suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Shh shh, it’s okay. I am here for you," she said stroking his hair her voice eerie like a ghost trying to coax their victim in a dream.
Qie Xieling pushed her away gasping for air. "Seriously... it smells like talcum powder and lemon."
Jolie who had a pair of breasts for the first time was especially excited to show off. She bounced them while saying, "They are like fluffy pillows and one is bigger than the other. Do you want to see it?"
"NO! Please no!! I would rather die," he said while covering his eyes.
"Why not? It’s not like you will feel anything. You are gay," said Jolie adjusting the straps, "It’s like carrying around two grapefruits on my chest. It’s weird."
"No, thanks. I like seeing flat ones," he said and his tummy grumbled. "I am hungry. Can you get me some food?"
Jolie stopped messing with her boobs and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Soon she realised she shouldn’t have asked him. Like a greedy gobbler, he listed an entire menu with mostly meat dishes and no vegetables.
"... spicy chicken wings, braised pork and Mongolian beef."
"Is that all?" asked Jolie in a sarcastic tone with her arms folded across her chest.
"Oh oh and I want some cola on the rocks," he said before lying down, "Thank you."
Jolie rolled her eyes before walking out of the basement. She slammed the door while mumbling, "He is like a little tyrant."
Qie Xieling looked up at the cameras in the basement his mind in a daze. He began to wonder if Luo Muchen was watching him.
If he was then wouldn’t it be nice to mess with him? Jolie had messed with the footage so their conversation wouldn’t be heard and their previous interactions not seen.
Qie Xieling got off the bed and enthusiastically pulled the chair into the room. He stood on top of it and his face was suddenly plastered on the camera.
The person who was watching the camera in the security room jolted in fright. He honestly thought it was a ghost in the lens.
He immediately called to inform the boss that Qie Xieling was awake but Secretary Chan had beat him to it. She had already called Luo Muchen to inform him that Qie Xieling was awake.
The person who had been eager for him to wake up didn’t seem as excited when he finally did. Luo Muchen put his phone down and continued reading through the document his brows furrowed. He hadn’t been sleeping well and he was so exhausted because his enemies were attacking him from all sides.
The attacks on his businesses weren’t as excessive enough to take him down all at once. This was surprising to him since everything Qie Xieling stole would collapse his empire in one go. At the rate at which things were going, it seemed they didn’t have everything. Qie Xieling might have not given the enemy everything.
He pushed his hair back his head throbbing when a soft knock came from the door. "Come in," he said and the door opened a crack. Bager walked in with a food bag in his hand. He smiled sweetly at Luo Muchen his eyes shining bright like stars. Luo Muchen’s taut muscles relaxed when he saw him. He felt a bit better seeing his face.
"Muchen, I brought you lunch. Are you still busy?"
Luo Muchen got up with his hand in his pocket. He gestured at the couch telling him to sit down. Bager sat down and opened up the bento he had made for him. Luo Muchen sat opposite him his back straight. His heart was stirred by the warm food in the bento. It had been so long since anyone cared for him like this.
