When Shen Lian came out after finishing his livestream, Chu Yilan had just put away his phone.
Shen Lian thought nothing of it. Leaning over the second-floor railing, he asked with a smile, "Want some barbecue?"
"Anything's fine," Chu Yilan said.
Shen Lian ordered delivery online. His recovery had been going well lately, so when he suggested having a little beer, Chu Yilan nodded for once.
One small glass of ice-cold beer. Shen Lian savored every sip.
Chu Yilan reached up and brushed his cheek. "Once you're better, I'll drink with you as much as you want."
Shen Lian just smiled.
Heart problems were no small matter. A complete recovery was unlikely; he would simply have to be more careful in his daily life. Not being able to drink wasn't a big deal, and Shen Lian could accept that perfectly well.
Chu Piggy played with a little catnip-filled ball nearby, then flopped down on the spot when he got tired, letting out a deep sigh.
Chu Yilan found it amusing. He had never imagined he would keep a little creature like this.
Shen Lian ate his skewers, thoroughly satisfying his craving, then went to bed happy and content.
Once he was sure Shen Lian's breathing had evened out, Chu Yilan wrapped himself in a bathrobe and went out onto the balcony.
Sun Binghe had sent a message half an hour earlier saying they had caught two of them.
There would definitely be no sleep tonight. As far as Sun Binghe was concerned, that Boss Jin was a dead man walking.
When Jin Lei's basic profile came into view, Chu Yilan's pupils abruptly contracted.
He should have seen plenty of faces with that same mercenary look, yet a white flash suddenly streaked through the fragments of his distant memories, as though