Shen Yannian, you snapped at me!

After Shen Yannian and Su Cimu left, the teacher had no desire to say much more to Han Yi and his mother either and asked them to leave. They would have to fend for themselves. They had provoked someone they should never have crossed this time, and they were in for a rough time.

In the car, Shen Yannian radiated an icy chill. Su Cimu sat meekly beside him, not daring to make a sound.

"Second Master, are we going back to the young gentleman's apartment?"

"To the hospital."

Shen Yannian's voice was low.

"Yes, sir."

The driver drove up front. Sensing that something was off in the back, he lowered the partition, separating the front and rear seats.

Only then did Su Cimu tentatively turn his head to look at Shen Yannian.

"Are you angry?"

At that, Shen Yannian turned toward him too.

"Yes, I'm angry."

Su Cimu choked, unsure how to respond, then remained silent.

Seeing him stay quiet only made Shen Yannian angrier. After a long while, he took the initiative to ask:

"Couldn't you make sure you were safe before getting into a fight? I didn't see a single mark on his face, while yours is all bruised and swollen."

"I specifically hit places where it won't show. That kid might not have a mark on his face, but I guarantee he'll be aching all over tomorrow. I'm very experienced at fighting. I know which places to hit so an examination won't find any injuries."

Young Master Su spoke with great pride, completely failing to notice that Second Master Shen's expression beside him had grown even darker.

"So I'm supposed to praise you for being clever? I can't agree with this method of yours, dealing a thousand damage to the enemy while taking eight hundred yourself."

Hearing Shen Yannian's sarcastic tone, Su Cimu's temper flared too.

"Shen Yannian, cut the sarcasm. I'm the one who got hurt, not you. What are you running your mouth for? Just because I called and asked you to come to school? Oh, I get it. I interrupted your business, didn't I? Fine, next time something happens, I absolutely won't trouble Your Lordship, Second Master Shen. I'll call my brother. I'll go to anyone but you!"

Su Cimu's words infuriated Shen Yannian. That mouth was only suited for kissing, not talking. The moment he opened it, he could make someone half-dead with anger!

Seeing Shen Yannian say nothing and merely stare at him coldly, Su Cimu continued:

"Stop the car. Let me out by the road. I'm not going to the hospital. I'm going back to the apartment!"

"Su Cimu, say one more word and I'll do you right here in the car!"

Shen Yannian was so furious that he began speaking without restraint too, forgetting that Young Master Su was the last person who could stand provocation or threats. The tougher the attitude someone took with him, the more determined he was to fight them to the bitter end.

"Well, well, big words from Second Master Shen. Fine, let's go a few rounds and see who does whom today!"

That bastard! All he knew was how to threaten him! He was done with Shen Yannian! Let him find someone else to be his fiancé! Whoever wanted the job could have it. He certainly didn't care for it!

As he spoke, Su Cimu began rolling up his sleeves, looking ready for an all-out fight with Shen Yannian.

Shen Yannian felt a terrible headache coming on. Realizing his tone had been wrong, he softened his attitude again.

"Sorry, my tone was bad just now. But sweetheart, I'm not angry that you caused me trouble. I'm angry that you didn't protect yourself and got hurt."

Upon hearing Shen Yannian's words, Su Cimu's earlier hostility vanished instantly.

"Well, I couldn't help it either. Han Yi was just too infuriating. I couldn't hold back and got into a fight with him. Do you think I wanted to get hurt? If this young master's face were disfigured, no amount of money could get it back."

As Su Cimu spoke, he felt aggrieved and turned away, putting his back to Shen Yannian.

Shen Yannian sighed helplessly, then placed a hand on his shoulder and turned his whole body back around to face him.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I was wrong. I shouldn't have raised my voice at you."

"Shen Yannian, you snapped at me!"

Su Cimu looked up in grievance, his eyes instantly filling with tears, ready to spill little pearls at any moment.

His heart aching, Shen Yannian gathered him into his arms and soothed him quietly.

"I'm sorry. It was my fault. Don't cry, sweetheart. I won't snap at you again."

"Stupid Shen Yannian! I don't believe you! You said before that you'd always dote on me, but now you're snapping at me. You never keep your word!"

Su Cimu kept wriggling in Shen Yannian's arms, and Shen Yannian used a little more strength to hold him firmly against his chest.

For the first time, Shen Yannian also gained a profound understanding of Su Cimu's bull-like strength. He was as hard to hold down as a pig being slaughtered for the New Year.

He reached out and patted his back, one rhythmic stroke after another.

"All right, all right, I was wrong. Sweetheart, try to understand how I feel. I only got a fiancé in middle age, so I treasure him terribly and don't want him getting hurt."

As soon as Shen Yannian finished speaking, Su Cimu stopped moving in his arms. Only after a long while did he poke his fluffy head out.

"Let go of me first!"

"Then you have to promise not to get out of the car or squirm around, sweetheart. Only then will I let go."

"Fine."

Shen Yannian released Su Cimu, who looked away, a little embarrassed, and lowered his head to pick at his fingers.

Shen Yannian knew this was how Su Cimu acted when he was embarrassed.

He reached out again and clasped Su Cimu's smaller hand.

"Sweetheart, don't be angry anymore. We're almost at the hospital. Let's get you checked over and put on some ointment first."

"Mm... got it..."

They soon arrived at the hospital, and Shen Yannian led Su Cimu straight to a doctor's office.

"Check whether the injuries on his face are serious."

The doctor raised his head and looked at Shen Yannian in bewilderment.

"Come on, Second Master Shen, can't you see I'm busy? Go register first. No cutting in line. All patients are equal in my eyes."

Jing Jun spoke to Shen Yannian with absolute integrity.

Without another word, Shen Yannian took out a card and placed it on his desk.

"There's ten million in there. An investment in your hospital. Can you examine his injuries now?"

"Absolutely! Of course I can. Whatever you say!"

Jing Jun put away the card and immediately changed his tune, welcoming Shen Yannian and Su Cimu with a face full of smiles.

Su Cimu was awestruck by Jing Jun's ability to change faces and couldn't help giving him a mental thumbs-up.

What an upright doctor! He had a rich future ahead of him!

After accepting Shen Yannian's investment, Jing Jun immediately treated the injuries on Su Cimu's face and applied some ointment. He even thoughtfully asked Su Cimu whether he wanted his face wrapped in bandages.

Su Cimu said, "...No, thank you. I don't think my injuries are quite that serious yet."

"All right, then."

Jing Jun sounded a little regretful. If he made the injuries seem more serious, could he swindle a little more investment money out of Shen Yannian?

"Don't worry, Second Master Shen. The injuries on his face are nothing serious, and they won't leave any scars. He doesn't even need to avoid any foods. He can just carry on as usual."

Only after hearing Jing Jun's words did Shen Yannian relax.

"I told you ages ago that these injuries didn't need a hospital visit. You made a fuss over nothing and insisted I get checked," Su Cimu muttered.

Shen Yannian smiled helplessly and reached out to ruffle his hair. Then he told Jing Jun, "We're off," and led Su Cimu away.