An uninvited guest

Both of them were young and recovered quickly. They would be ready to leave the hospital in a few days.

They would still need to recuperate at home for a while, especially with Qi Sijing's leg.

The stitches in Lin Xingye's thigh had been removed, and An Shi was checking how well the wound had healed.

Bo Xi and the others knew absolutely nothing about it, but insisted on watching anyway, claiming they wanted to learn.

Lin Xingye really wanted to give each of them a good slap.

I have to take my pants off!

Who would have thought that, even though he hadn't said a word, they would become even more determined to stay, exchanging wary looks with one another instead?

An Shi ignored them and helped pull down his pants.

Lin Xingye's face grew a little hot, but on second thought, they were all buddies. They probably didn't think anything of it.

He was being too sensitive.

Snow-white skin came into view. All three turned away at once, then, seeing An Shi's completely unruffled expression, turned back at the same time.

A gruesome wound appeared before them.

Every romantic thought vanished from Qi Sijing's mind. Distressed, he hugged him from behind. "Star, I'm sorry..."

Lin Xingye: ?

What happened? Did your apology program start running?

Whenever Qi Sijing thought about what had happened, he apologized-five or six times a day. Lin Xingye had become immune.

Lin Xingye practicedly ruffled his hair to soothe him, paying no mind to his behavior.

Cheng Yu was so anxious his eyes practically blazed. How dare he take advantage of the situation! Was he even a man?

That shameless bastard Qi Sijing edged closer to Lin Xingye every day, gradually making his gestures more intimate, yet Star didn't notice anything amiss at all.

An Shi examined the wound carefully, not particularly interested in dealing with these lunatics.

Cheng Yu stared at his snow-white thigh, his face flushed with embarrassment. Bo Xi simply looked away, his ears burning red.

As shameless as ever, Qi Sijing held him and sneakily took liberties, but a strange flush gradually rose on his face.

Once An Shi finished the examination, he silently pushed Qi Sijing away and helped Lin Xingye pull his pants back on.

Hah. A bunch of amateurs.

I performed Star's surgery myself. What part of his body haven't I seen?

If you're that bad, practice more.

An Shi carefully wrote something in his notebook and helped chase the other two out.

Lin Xingye looked at An Shi gratefully, and An Shi responded with a soft chuckle and a nod.

If Lin Xingye could have seen what An Shi had written in his notebook, he wouldn't have thought that.

Arrange for Qi Sijing to be discharged tomorrow. Beat him up.

Those were his exact words.

After lunch, the two of them took a nap.

Before he was fully awake, Lin Xingye, a light sleeper, vaguely heard the door opening.

Who was here?

Bo Xi and the others?

Lin Xingye opened his eyes groggily and met a stranger's gaze. "Who are you?"

The man hadn't expected Lin Xingye to wake so suddenly and looked a little embarrassed. "No, I-I came to visit you."

Only then did he notice the phone in the man's hand, pointed at them as though he were recording.

Meanwhile, Bo Xi and the others had returned to their companies to deal with work.

While he was busy, his assistant rushed in. "Boss!"

Bo Xi's assistant usually called him Mr. Bo, but when he panicked, he couldn't help using the title he called him in private.

Bo Xi had never corrected him.

His assistant said, "There's an influencer-the one who tried to ride the hype before. He started a livestream and barged into Mr. Qi's hospital room!"

Bo Xi's expression abruptly turned cold, his imposing presence inspiring an involuntary sense of dread.

"Let's go."

"Please leave. We weren't informed that you were coming to visit. You're trespassing!"

Lin Xingye had shaken Qi Sijing awake. He was already unhappy about having his nap interrupted, and now someone was pointing a camera at him.

"Put your phone down. You're violating our privacy and image rights!"

Qi Sijing reached for his phone, but the man dodged him and said dismissively, "I'm here on behalf of everyone online to visit you. All these people are watching. What are you trying to do to me?"

Qi Sijing gritted his teeth in fury. If one of his legs hadn't been broken, he would have gotten up and beaten him.

He shielded Lin Xingye behind him to keep him from being filmed. Seemingly noticing this, the man deliberately circled around. "Mr. Lin, are your injuries serious?"

"Would you mind showing us your wound? You look perfectly fine. Are you really involved with Hu Kai?"

He was rude beyond belief.

Chasing clout to this extent was nothing short of feeding on other people's suffering.

The man was Qiao Qiaozi, a male comedy streamer whose usual videos made others the butt of jokes they didn't actually enjoy-in short, he pranked strangers.

He also singled out girls to bully.

Whenever strangers berated him, he directed a swarm of fans as vile as himself to retaliate, forcing those people to come forward and apologize.

Otherwise, they relentlessly disrupted their lives. Somehow, a person like that still had a whole crowd worshipping him.

It was truly eye-opening.

Some people who stumbled into the livestream wanted to speak up when they saw how the streamer was behaving, but the instant they posted a comment, hordes of bootlickers hounded them with insults, leaving them no choice but to exit the stream.

Meanwhile, more and more people flooded into the livestream, and the man's smile widened. "Why aren't you saying anything? Are you admitting it?"

He even reached out to drag Lin Xingye out from behind Qi Sijing. When Lin Xingye avoided his hand, he grabbed the corner of the blanket, trying to yank it straight off him.

Fuck.

The door was shoved open, and An Shi walked in with security guards, his face cold.

"Ow..."

At some point, Lin Xingye had climbed out of bed. He suddenly stood and punched the man twice. The phone fell and cracked, but stubbornly kept working.

He picked up the phone, watched the barrage of comments racing across the screen, and cursed, "Enjoying the show? You bunch of maggots."

"How pathetic are your own lives that you have the spare time to meddle in someone else's? Do you have your poor mothers fussing over everything at home, or free maids waiting on you? Nothing to do all day?"

"Whose children are you? Whose parents?"

With that, he viciously smashed the phone to pieces.

The man was dumbfounded. Lin Xingye had just punched him once in the face and once in the stomach, and he writhed on the floor like a maggot from the pain.

Who could have known someone who looked so frail could hit so hard?

When the guards hauled him up, he was still shouting, "There's nothing wrong with you! I'll expose you when I get out! You have to compensate me!"

With a cold expression, An Shi helped Lin Xingye sit down and immediately examined his wound.

Seeing faint signs of redness around the wound, his icy expression darkened further. "Stop moving around. Do you want to leave the hospital or not?"

Lin Xingye still wanted to hit the man, but An Shi shot him a glare.

Lin Xingye: Scolded. Behaving now.

Qi Sijing was on the phone, asking the bodyguards outside what had happened.

The man seemed to have watched them for some time and learned when the bodyguards changed shifts. He had slipped in while they were changing over, chatting, and using the restroom.

Lin Xingye's expression grew grave as he listened to the bodyguards. It was happening again. Things that should have been unlikely always proceeded with eerie ease, just like back then.

Qin Ke... was he really dead?

He wasn't at all sure he could believe it.

The man was still yelling as he was dragged into the corridor, where he came face-to-face with Bo Xi, who had just arrived.

He recognized him-a famous entrepreneur, one of the Four Young Masters of the Capital along with Qi Sijing. Surely they were competitors!

He hurriedly shouted to him, ranting that Lin Xingye was faking his illness and that there was nothing wrong with him, spouting all sorts of slander the moment he opened his mouth.

Before his words could grow any more outrageous, Bo Xi punched him again.

His punches hurt much more than Lin Xingye's.

Bo Xi loosened his cuffs, his voice growing colder. "Finished? Compensation? Yes, there'll be compensation."

The man dry-heaved in pain, nearly throwing up, and stared at Bo Xi in utter terror.

Hearing Bo Xi say he would compensate him emboldened his greed. Suddenly, he felt taking a few punches wasn't a loss at all. He had to extort a hefty sum from them!

"You'll be the one paying."

Bo Xi punched him again, and the man dropped straight to the floor.

His eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness.

Bo Xi took the handkerchief his assistant handed him and wiped his hands. He coughed lightly twice, the chill in his eyes almost tangible. "Take him to the police station. Squeeze every last penny out of him."

I know I was wrong...

An Shi held him down as he applied medicine, afraid the newly healed wound would split open again. In his anger, his movements were inevitably a little rough.

Ow, ow, ow!

Lin Xingye was putting on a brave face while An Shi had to listen to him crying out in pain inside his head. An Shi was seething, but his hands still became gentler.

Qi Sijing didn't dare speak up for Lin Xingye either. After all, An Shi had just told him last time to keep his emotions under control, and today he had gotten up to hit someone. Qi Sijing could only pat his shoulder sympathetically.

Lin Xingye: Would someone please speak up for me!