Chapter 3
The next day was sunny. The continuous rain had stopped last night, and clouds floated leisurely in the sky.
Xia Wansheng slept particularly soundly.
It had been a long time since he’d had a full night’s sleep. Usually, even on weekends, he would be woken by a noisy alarm, squeezing onto the crowded morning subway on an empty stomach to put out fires for some urgent project.
Xia Wansheng looked up and saw the extravagant, oversized crystal chandelier that would never be found in his rented room. His muddled brain took a few seconds to react to his current situation.
He had been in a car accident on his way home from work. It should have been a fatal ending, but he was kidnapped by the system to play a role-playing game here.
The system even dangled five million in front of him like a juicy carrot.
Xia Wansheng was just coming downstairs from Yu Congyan’s bedroom when the housekeeper saw him. The elderly man, over sixty, widened his eyes.
The two of them, who usually maintained a superficial harmony, had unexpectedly emerged from the same bedroom today. The implications were significant.
Could it be that the young master had finally succumbed to the temptation of beauty?
The sharp-eyed housekeeper immediately noticed the wound on Xia Wansheng’s left wrist, his gaze instantly becoming serious.
A suicide threat?
Such a clumsy trick wouldn’t work on his young master.
The housekeeper proudly thought that his young master had a discerning eye. The green tea bitches who had actively thrown themselves at him in the past had all met with bad ends. How could he be taken in by such a small trick?
It must be a wasted effort.
The housekeeper’s gaze followed Xia Wansheng as he descended the stairs step by step, repeatedly checking for any signs of discomfort in his movements, but after watching for a long time, he couldn’t see anything amiss.
It seemed the progress was a mystery.
Yu Congyan had just finished his online morning meeting. Turning his head, he saw Xia Wansheng coming downstairs. His expression was a mix of disgust and vigilance as he sized him up.
Xia Wansheng’s hair seemed casually styled today, he was simply wearing a white shirt, and he wasn’t wearing the usual sparkly earrings.
Yet, just sitting there, he was still captivating.
“The injury from last night, not fatal, is it?” Yu Congyan said indifferently.
The matter hadn’t been fully investigated yet, and this person in front of him was full of mysteries. He absolutely couldn’t let his guard down.
The old housekeeper in the corner froze: ???
What happened last night?!
Injured? Injured where?!
“It’s almost healed,” Xia Wansheng couldn’t understand the CEO’s thoughts. Surely he wouldn’t force him to see a doctor for such a small injury? It would be healed by later.
He obediently sat down facing a table full of delicacies, about to indulge himself. The old housekeeper, who had been silent, thoughtfully served him a bowl of seafood porridge.
It was richly prepared, with abalone, shrimp, and swimming crab neatly arranged. It looked very nourishing.
“…” Xia Wansheng hesitated looking at the seafood medley porridge in front of him.
The housekeeper quickly took credit, “All fresh ingredients, airlifted this morning, cooked just right.”
But he was allergic to seafood.
Facing the housekeeper’s eager gaze, Xia Wansheng still nodded and scooped up a crystal-clear shrimp with his spoon.
Since he had transmigrated into a book, a mere seafood allergy shouldn’t count, right?
He closed his eyes and took a bite of the shrimp. The delicious flavor slid down his throat, and Xia Wansheng silently sighed inwardly at how wonderful the CEO’s life was.
Yu Congyan saw his strange expression, “What, a change of taste today?”
He couldn’t understand Xia Wansheng’s actions at all. Before, he insisted on eating the exact same breakfast as him and had expressed his approval of his taste more than once. Was it all fake?
Xia Wansheng took another spoonful. Just as he was experiencing the joy of top-notch ingredients, the belated stomach pain suddenly erupted, the spoon clattering back into the bowl.
Such familiar seafood allergy symptoms. He should have taken another bite just now.
Xia Wansheng pinched his palm, trying to calmly stand up, “I left my phone in the room, I’ll go get it.”
A godsend opportunity to go offline. Xia Wansheng could practically see the five million in front of him.
Hopefully, Yu Congyan wouldn’t interrupt him this time. Sometimes he suspected the protagonist’s halo was specifically designed to counteract him.
The old housekeeper watched as Xia Wansheng stiffly but resolutely returned to his room, unwilling to spend even a second with his young master.
He became even more certain that something must have happened last night.
After thinking it over, the old housekeeper advised: “Young Master, you can’t rush things in relationships. Do you need me to call Dr. Jiang?”
Yu Congyan didn’t react, “It’s not checkup day, why call him?”
The housekeeper hesitated, trying to persuade him again: “Young Master, even if you don’t like him, the wound still needs to be treated.”
Yu Congyan: ???
It was just a small cut in the bathroom, would the wound even last until the doctor arrived?
Time passed minute by minute, and Xia Wansheng still hadn’t appeared. The atmosphere at the dining table became increasingly tense.
Seeing that Xia Wansheng hadn’t returned for breakfast, Yu Congyan’s mind instantly went back to last night’s situation. Looking at the table full of food, he suddenly lost his appetite, “You all go ahead, I have something to do.”
He then strode purposefully towards Xia Wansheng’s bedroom. As he reached the stairs, he turned back to instruct the housekeeper, “Forget it, have Dr. Jiang come over.”
If he opened the door and saw a scene as critical as last night’s, it would be best to have the doctor bring a sponge to wring out the water that had gotten into Xia Wansheng’s brain.
In the room, Xia Wansheng curled up as much as possible to lessen his stomach pain, lying in a heap on the carpet without any regard for his image. He even remembered to open a webpage and search “How a passerby should manage their finances after winning five million.”
A message suddenly popped up on his phone screen, the tone extremely arrogant: “You can even mess up something as small as getting a contract. Don’t forget, I have your compromising photos. I’ll do anything if I’m pushed too far!”
Xia Wansheng hummed a tune as he typed: “Don’t just talk, send me five million to prove your capability.”
“The other party is typing” appeared several times.
The anonymous number on the other end was furious: “Shortsighted! However much my useless brother gave you, I can give you ten times that once I take over the Yu family!”
“I don’t believe you.”
Xia Wansheng put away his phone, estimating that the time was almost up.
As long as Yu Congyan didn’t suddenly appear again, he could return home in glory with the five million bonus…
A “bang” resounded.
Watching as the door was forcefully pushed open, Xia Wansheng sadly closed his eyes, unwilling to face the heartbreaking reality of his five million flying away.
Could a mere door lock really stop a CEO?
Pushing open the door, he saw no one on the bed at first glance. Yu Congyan was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he turned and found an unidentified object slumped in the corner.
Yu Congyan didn’t bother asking slowly, grabbing the person by the collar and pulling him up: “Are you allergic to seafood?! Where’s the medicine?!”
The blow of losing five million made Xia Wansheng reluctant to speak.
Yu Congyan couldn’t wait, turning to call the housekeeper for help, when he saw the medicine box on the table.
“…” It seemed to be another meticulously planned “accident.”
Yu Congyan propped Xia Wansheng up with mineral water and fed him the medicine, then frowned in realization: “You did all this just for this?”
To gain my sympathy? To reconcile with me?
Xia Wansheng had just broken out in a cold sweat from the stomach pain. His thin shirt couldn’t block the cold air. It wasn’t that he wanted to lean quietly in his arms without speaking, but mainly that he couldn’t move.
Yu Congyan suddenly felt the person in his arms was a bit too hot. He cautiously moved his arm from around his waist. “Have the doctor take a look at you later, don’t leave any aftereffects!”
Lest he die before the truth was revealed, leaving no evidence.
Two knocks sounded, and Dr. Jiang’s cautious voice came from the doorway: “Are you two available for a checkup now? If not, it’s fine…”
