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When Ye Qingpu came out of the bathroom after carefully avoiding his wounds while bathing, Pei Louxuan was sitting solemnly on the edge of the bed, talking on the phone.

He raised a hand to signal Ye Qingpu to be quiet.

Ye Qingpu snorted coldly. Who the fuck wants to talk to you?

He deliberately made the chain around his neck rattle loudly, then limped over to the other side of the bed and sat down. He took the first-aid kit, pulled out a pair of scissors, and cut away the gauze covering the wound on his leg.

The wound had pierced through the flesh on the outside of his thigh. It was fairly deep and would likely take a long time to heal.

He tossed the bloodstained gauze into the trash can. Just as he reached for a cotton swab, a hand holding one extended it before him.

Without even looking at it, Ye Qingpu turned aside to rummage through the first-aid kit.

Pei Louxuan's eyes darkened. He walked around the bed and crouched before Ye Qingpu, using the cotton swab to clean the blood from his wound.

"I said I could do it myself." Ye Qingpu looked displeased.

"The wound's pretty deep. You're quite good at enduring pain, though. Limping around on that leg and still going on a date with that brat Pei Jiaqian." Pei Louxuan smoothly changed the subject.

"Even if I were half-paralyzed, I'd still be willing."

"You really do love him. But if you'd generously admitted that I was backing you, Wang Jing probably wouldn't have dared touch you. You wouldn't have been so badly hurt, and you almost wouldn't have been... raped..."

Ye Qingpu gritted his teeth. What kind of person could say that word so casually?

"No need for your concern. Like I said, what you're doing is meaningless for both of us. I already have someone I love, and I don't want to be dragged into anything more with you." Ye Qingpu looked quietly at the reserved man before him, his tone serious and carrying a trace of expectation.

He hoped Pei Louxuan would recognize his mistake.

Using house arrest was truly a terrible move. Ye Qingpu could not understand why someone as shrewd and decisive as him insisted on wasting time on such unnecessary things.

He only found it disgusting.

He wanted to see Pei Jiaqian.

Pei Louxuan's hand paused as he disinfected the wound, then he silently continued wiping it with a cotton ball.

"Pei Louxuan, I'm telling you seriously—I'll never like you. When I was a beta, I wasn't interested in you. Now, even though I'm an omega, I still won't like you. I've already been marked. Your pheromones are useless on me, and I don't want anything to do with you."

"...Wouldn't washing off the mark solve that?" Pei Louxuan suddenly looked up, a meaningful smile tugging at his lips.

"I forgot to tell you, I've always been a man of action. I've already made an appointment at a hospital to remove your gland. Once you wash off the mark, I'll take you abroad for a while. So what if Pei Jiaqian is an enigma? Wash it a few more times, and I believe it can be removed. Then I'll try marking you. I'm sure you'll fall in love with me. Qingpu, aren't you looking forward to it?"

Terror crept across Ye Qingpu's face. He instinctively braced himself and tried to retreat, but Pei Louxuan seized his leg.

"Don't move." Pei Louxuan smiled.

"Don't touch me!"

Ye Qingpu kicked at the man in front of him, struggling to pull himself backward.

Pei Louxuan easily pinned down both his legs and pressed hard on the wound in his thigh.

"Ugh..." Ye Qingpu groaned, instantly going limp and collapsing onto the bed. Cold sweat immediately seeped over his forehead.

The intense pain made his vision go black. His face turned deathly pale, and his unfocused eyes uncontrollably filled with tears.

"I told you to behave. Your wound hasn't even been properly treated yet. Where do you think you're going?"

"Between mountains of work and you, I chose you without hesitation, Ye Qingpu. Show some respect for my sincerity, hm?"

Pei Louxuan exerted force with his hand, dragging Ye Qingpu back to the edge of the bed before lowering his head to clean the bleeding wound as though nothing had happened.

Ye Qingpu's fingertips clenched around the bedsheets until they turned white. He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred.

The thought that Pei Louxuan was insane had occupied Ye Qingpu's mind for a long time. He looked endlessly glamorous on the surface, but in truth, he was a sinister bastard with an extreme obsession with control.

Though Ye Qingpu did not deny that Pei Louxuan's achievements outside were worthy of respect, he hated him.

He buried his face between his arms. The burning, dull ache in his leg made his body tremble uncontrollably.

Pei Louxuan looked up and discreetly examined the evenly raised shoulder blades beneath Ye Qingpu's clothes, made prominent by his posture.

The other man's violence made Ye Qingpu's heart pound with fear. He did not dare resist again and merely let Pei Louxuan finish changing the dressing, after which he was forcibly made to eat the breakfast brought by a servant.

Throughout it all, Pei Louxuan behaved like a gentleman—gentle and considerate to a fault.

But Ye Qingpu only found it nauseating. He had to find a way to escape. Because of the owner's special status, no outsiders were allowed within several kilometers of this villa. Asking anyone for help was impossible...

"There, see? If you behave, you won't get hurt."

Pei Louxuan wiped the corner of Ye Qingpu's mouth, then removed the chain fastened around his neck and carried him downstairs over his shoulder without another word.

Ye Qingpu merely gritted his teeth in silence, watching helplessly as he was stuffed into the back seat of a car.

"What... do you want...?"

Seeing Pei Louxuan sit beside him with complete ease, Ye Qingpu became wary.

"I'm taking you to the hospital for surgery. Didn't I tell you this morning?"

Pei Louxuan crossed one leg over the other, propping his elbow against the car window with a bright smile.

"Did you get my permission?!" Ye Qingpu pressed his back against the car door and grabbed the handle behind him. The door had long since been locked.

"Tch." Pei Louxuan's gaze darkened. He grabbed Ye Qingpu by the hair and yanked him close.

"Qingpu, don't wear away my patience. I'm busy as hell. Just be good and get the surgery over with, and I'll take good care of you, okay?"

"Pei Louxuan, you fucking idiot! I'll make you regret this!"

Pain flashed through Ye Qingpu, and the terror in his eyes could not be concealed.

"I'll be waiting."

The entire way, Ye Qingpu was restrained by Pei Louxuan. When the car stopped outside a private hospital, Ye Qingpu forced himself to calm down. The instant Pei Louxuan opened the door, he lunged forward, slammed into him, gritted his teeth, and ran toward the exit of the parking lot.

"Qingpu..." Pei Louxuan rubbed the forehead that had been hit by the car door and sighed helplessly.

The bodyguards beside him immediately understood and chased after Ye Qingpu, effortlessly subduing him.

"Take him inside."

Pei Louxuan cast them a sidelong glance. The bodyguards nodded and dragged Ye Qingpu toward the hospital.

"Fuck you, Pei Louxuan! I'll fucking kill you! I'll definitely fucking kill you!"

Ye Qingpu's voice trembled with rage and tears.

He was afraid. Faced with a madman like Pei Louxuan, he was truly afraid.

"Sure, sure, sure."

Pei Louxuan smiled and strolled forward at an unhurried pace, watching Ye Qingpu get dragged into the operating room and forcibly changed into surgical clothes.

"Pei Louxuan... please... please don't do this..."

Watching helplessly as he was strapped to the operating table, Ye Qingpu began pleading, his entire body shaking.

"Qingpu, don't make a fuss. It won't hurt after the anesthetic."

Dressed in sterile surgical clothing, Pei Louxuan sat quietly to one side.

"Fuck... Pei Louxuan, I'll definitely fucking kill you!"

Feeling the sharp needle pierce his skin, Ye Qingpu's face turned white. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was full of hatred and terror.

"Qingpu, after one sleep, we can go back to how things used to be..."

Pei Louxuan smiled, a faint, longing smile appearing in his eyes.

Ye Qingpu bit his lip hard in an attempt to stay awake. Within moments, the taste of blood filled his mouth. He stared in terror at the gleaming surgical scalpel and steeled himself.

"Mr. Ye is trying to bite his tongue!"

"Make him open his mouth!"

"The wound isn't deep! Mr. Ye is resistant to anesthesia. Should we increase the dosage?"

Chaos surrounded him. Ye Qingpu's eyes were vacant as he allowed the cold liquid to be injected into his body. Something was placed in his mouth, and the tip of his tongue burned with pain.

Warm tears slid from the corners of his eyes and soaked into his temples. Ye Qingpu stared lifelessly at the glaring white surgical light overhead.

Pei Jiaqian... I'm scared...