I’m Keeping the Overbearing CEO After He Went Bankrupt [Rebirth] 63

Chapter 63: The Overbearing CEO’s Sweet Treat

The night market was in chaos. The unrelated people were running and screaming.

Huo Li had Chu Qing hide behind the ice cream bucket, while he himself stood in front and fought. The thugs, of course, were not polite and swarmed up all at once, their every move deadly.

He had to defend against bullets and also fight with the people in front. His arm was cut by one of them, but the wound was not deep.

He snatched a large knife from one of them. Although it was a bit crude, he couldn’t complain. He fought with them just like that.

Swish—

He only felt a gust of wind behind him. Someone was attacking him from behind.

He bent backward, and the large knife in his hand swung towards the person behind him. His leg also kicked up, kicking the chin of the person in front of him askew.

He had actually spun 360 degrees on the spot and then landed steadily.

“Who else?”

His gaze was fierce as he looked at the people around him, as if he were going to eat them.

The thugs were intimidated by his gaze for a long moment, and then they shouted and pounced on him again.

He even heard someone shout in Italian, “There are many of us. We’re not afraid of him alone!”

“Get him!”
“Kill him!!!”

However, the next moment, they saw two black cars drive over, and as soon as they arrived, they crashed into the thugs.

Then, several men in black and white got out of the car, carrying rifles, and started shooting at them.

He pulled Chu Qing with one hand and led him to the car, while he took the handgun that the bodyguard had thrown to him and repelled the enemy in front of him.

“Don’t be afraid. You go first.”

He handed him over to the bodyguard who was coming towards them.

The thugs’ target was not him. He would be able to get into the car faster if he went alone.

“H-Mr. Huo…” he was afraid that something would happen to him, his face was pale, and his hands and feet were trembling.

Before he could react, he saw a thug who had already fallen behind him struggle to get up, use all his strength to grab a handgun that had fallen in front of him, raise it, and aim it at his heart…

…!

“Mr. Huo!”

He pounced on him without a second thought, wanting to block him.

“Sir, 55 degrees behind you!” the bodyguard also noticed.

He reacted quickly. Seeing him pounce, and combined with the bodyguard’s words, he immediately hugged him and forcefully twisted his direction, falling to the ground with him.

The bullet, which had been aimed at his vitals, was deflected by the two of them and hit his shoulder.

“Mr. Huo…!”

He fell on the flat ground. Seeing the blood gushing from his shoulder, which was hovering over him, and more than half of his shirt stained red, he felt a chill run through his body.

“It’s okay…” he hissed in a hoarse voice. “Get Mr. Chu into the car!”

He didn’t want to go, but he also didn’t dare to act out some drama and cause him trouble by staying. He could only let him let go of his hand and be carried into the car by two bodyguards.

After he got in the car, one bodyguard stood by his side, and the other stepped on the gas and left the place.

“D-Don’t we have to wait?!” he said, pressing against the car window, his voice trembling. “They…”

“Mr. Chu doesn’t have to worry. Mr. Huo’s bodyguards are all experts,” the man in black who was driving said without any emotion. “Mr. Huo will have no worries after you’re gone.”

“No, no… we have to go back…”

The bodyguard next to him could not let him go back and comforted him, “Mr. Chu, this is the first time you’ve faced this situation, but for Mr. Huo, when he was in the US, this kind of thing was not uncommon. You don’t have to worry.”

He was stunned.

“He… was often like this before?”

The bodyguard paused. “This is the first time since he came back.”

The car turned a corner and stopped in an empty alley.

He held onto the car window, his head buried in his arms, not saying a word.

And so he waited and waited. After a long moment, the bodyguard finally received a call.

“Mr. Chu, they’re fine. They’re sending Mr. Huo to the hospital now.”

“We’ll take you to the hospital now to meet up with him.”

He finally let out a sigh of relief, and his tears could no longer be held back and streamed down his face. And then, he only felt his vision go black, his heart clenched, and then he lost consciousness.

…

…

When he opened his eyes again, he was already lying in a hospital bed.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he looked at the yellowish-white ceiling in a daze and subconsciously said, “Mr. Huo…”

“I’m here, silly Qingbao. I’m here.”

Huo Li, who had been guarding the bed, immediately took his hand.

“Mr. Huo…?”
“Mmm, I’m here.”

He turned his head and saw him sitting on the side, his right arm in a cast and a sling. Other than that, he looked fine.

He pinched his cheek. “Look at you. Silly, aren’t you? I’m clearly the one who’s injured. How come you look like the patient now?”

“I… what?” he blinked, a little dazed.

“The doctor said there’s nothing wrong with you. It’s just palpitations. Your heart was overloaded, so you fainted.”

This was a side effect of his medication. Even for small things, he would have uncontrollable palpitations.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” he said, and sat up, avoiding his injured arm, and hugged him, crying into his neck. “Mr. Huo…”

“Don’t be afraid. Your husband is very amazing. I won’t die easily,” he said, gently patting his back to coax him. “Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid…”

He tapped his back. “…Don’t say that word.”

“Alright, alright.”

“Mr. Huo…” he sobbed. “Mr. Huo, don’t leave me…”

“I won’t,” he said, gently rubbing the back of his head.

When he was unconscious just now, he had been calling his name, which made him feel even more ashamed, and his heart was completely softened by his calls.

It was all his carelessness that had gotten him into such a mess.

“Mr. Huo…”

He was like a koala clinging to him, unable to complete a single sentence. “I’m afraid you… afraid you…”

The more he thought, the more helpless he became, his whole body trembling.

As Monk had said.

Mr. Huo… is not his ordinary lover.

“I won’t. I…” he said helplessly. “Just for the way you are, even if my heart was shot a hundred times, I would climb back from hell. I can’t bear to…”

“Silly Qingbao, what would you do without me,” he said, and planted a kiss on the top of his hair.

“Don’t say it,” he said, and raised his hand to cover his mouth.

“Alright, I won’t say it. Then you can’t cry. Be good…”

The kiss moved down from the top of his hair to his ear and his neck.

He let go of his embrace and looked at the cast on his arm, his voice choked. “Mr. Huo… does it hurt?”

That was a bullet… a bullet that had gone directly into his body.

“No… ah, it hurts so much,” he said, his face mournful, and he lowered his head to rest on his shoulder. “I need ten kisses to get better.”

He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry and reached out to pat his uninjured shoulder.

“You’re still… still fooling around even in this state.”

“What state?” he said, raising an eyebrow. “Look, I can’t even use one of my hands. It’s not too much to ask for a little benefit, right?”

“…”

“Qingbao, Qingbao~” he acted cute like a strong man, nuzzling his shoulder. “Sponsor Daddy, please give me some benefits.”

Chu Qing: “…”

His tears were forced back by his pestering.

“Qingbao,” he kissed his lips and whispered, “Qingbao… I love you… I really, really like you…”

He opened his mouth slightly, hugged him, and closed his eyes in response.

A moment later, he took a deep breath and wrapped his legs around his waist.

“Qingbao…?” his eyes flickered.

“Didn’t you want a benefit…” he turned his head away, his face red enough to bleed, and said in a low voice, “I-Whatever Mr. Huo… you want to do, just do it…”

“…”

He was stunned.

He said with shame, “Um… I, I don’t know how… if your hand is inconvenient, just tell me and I can do it myself.”

“I… I…” he was still stunned.

He was about to get up and said angrily, “If Mr. Huo doesn’t want me, I’ll go… ngh…!”

He held his waist with one hand and pulled him back into his arms, his breathing ragged. “How can I not want a treasure that’s been delivered to my door?”

With that, he kissed his lips again, his hands starting to get restless.

Unlike what he had imagined, and completely different from when he had just returned to the country, he was very gentle and patient, making sure he could take it before he started, step by step, with his comfort and pleasure as the priority.

The hospital room door was already locked and the curtains were drawn. The night was still long.

…

The midday sun shone in through the blinds, hitting the hospital bed quilt.

The temperature in the room began to rise, and he slowly opened his eyes.

What met his eyes was his collarbone and chest.

Chu Qing: “…”

“Good… good afternoon, baby,” he said with a grin. “You’re awake.”

At this moment, he was wearing a loose hospital gown. He looked down at himself and saw that he was also dressed.

“…”

He suddenly felt a little ashamed.

The two of them were wearing hospital gowns in a hospital…

Hiss…

And he was still injured.

He had originally thought that the so-called benefit was just like the previous few times, at most just being bullied by his hands a few times, but he hadn’t expected him to go all the way.

Fortunately, the two of them had been very careful, and his wound had not reopened.

He pushed him away with a red face and sat up, turning his back to him to pour some water to drink.

“Yo? Are you going to throw me away after you’re done with me?” he said, shaking his head. “You’re so cruel, Daddy.”

“You…!” he was about to say something, but he found that his throat was very dry, and his voice was very hoarse.

Chu Qing: “…”

He said helplessly, “You screamed so much last night…”

Before he could finish, a soft punch landed on his chest.

He was so ashamed he wanted to die.

Did he want to?!

It was just that he had been bullied so hard that he couldn’t help it.

He rubbed his nose. “Alright, alright. It’s my fault.”

“But…”

He smiled and hugged him from behind. “Was it very comfortable?”

Chu Qing: “…”

He lowered his head, his face red.

He had used all his strength and had tried his best to make him comfortable last night, and to make him like it.

This little one who was on medication was really hard to serve, and so he, who had no experience, had to use the greatest effort of his life.

He himself knew this in his heart and felt a little guilty, so he was very obedient and cooperative with him.

It wasn’t until later, when he was also on a high, that he had started to be unrestrained.

“Tell me, did I do a good job?” he said, biting his neck. “Is Sponsor Daddy satisfied with the goods? If you’re satisfied, remember to give me a five-star review and buy again next time.”

“You, you stop talking…” he said helplessly, gently pushing him away. “You’re still fooling around even with your shoulder injured like this…”

He pressed him down on the bed with a smile. “I’ll go buy you lunch… you don’t move.”

“Huh?” he said with a slight frown.

He lowered his head with a smile. “You’ve always taken care of me. Now it’s my turn to take care of you…”

“It’s okay, but…” he glanced at his waist and legs and asked hesitantly, “Can you really handle it?”

Thump!

He was punched again.

“…Pfft.”

He watched his retreating back and rubbed his nose.

…

He really didn’t feel comfortable walking. His waist hurt, and his legs also hurt. He could only try his best to walk with his legs apart to reduce the friction.

But he just wanted to go and buy him a meal, he really, really wanted to.

And not long after he left, he received a call from Mr. Pan.

A moment later, he appeared in the hospital room.

“Whoa…” he leaned against the head of the bed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. “To trouble your esteemed self to come in person, there’s no need, right?”

“I just wanted to see if you were dead,” he said, shaking his head helplessly. “It seems you’re still quite strong. You don’t look like an injured person at all.”

He curved his lips into a smile.

“They really came,” he said, and pulled a chair to sit down. “I told you to have more experts by your side, but you wouldn’t listen.”

“It was already enough. Any more would have attracted attention,” he said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. “And we all thought that Z should be in a mess right now, busy with that hot potato. I didn’t expect him to still have the mind to spare some men to deal with me.”

“That’s what we thought. Z probably guessed it and made a move. This was indeed an oversight,” he sighed and shook his head.

“Ah.”

He thought, Even so, I’m actually quite… happy about this injury.

I had a rare good meal and finally got him. I’m so satisfied I’m about to purr.

“Their smuggled goods have been transferred to Thailand,” he said with a smile. “Next is my job. I won’t let them get away easily.”

“I’ll leave it to you. I can’t do much now,” he said, shaking his head.

“You…” he frowned slightly.

It was he himself who had resolutely given up everything, without a trace of reluctance.

He paused, and finally sighed. “Z is our common enemy. It’s okay.”

“By the way, did you keep the bullet that hit you last night?”

“I had the hospital keep it. Do you want to see the wound?” he said, and took off the sling. “It’s very similar to yours before. It’s the same special kind of bullet, not from Z’s side, but from Thailand.”

“What?” he frowned slightly.

He curved his lips. “Don’t you have a brain? Qingbao and I came to Italy on a secret mission. Our itinerary was specially concealed. How do you think Z knew?”

He was silent.

An inside man.

There was an inside man on his side, which was why he had been assassinated this time. Otherwise, they had been planning for a long time and would not have failed so easily.

“Let me see,” he said with a slight frown, and went over to observe the wound on his shoulder.

At the same time, Chu Qing also came back.

And so, as soon as he pushed open the door, what he saw was the shirtless Huo Li, and that Mr. Pan, whom he had only seen in photos, was standing on the side, very close to him, and was craning his neck, not knowing what he was looking at.

Chu Qing: “…”
Huo Li: “…”

Only then did he remember.

Right. I haven’t asked about the reason for his assassination this time.

It seems… he’s been hiding a lot from me.

: )

He looked at him coolly.

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