Chapter 38: No One Cares About Him

Chapter 38: No One Cares About Him

Chi Xingcun turned angrily to look at Fu Chenzhan. Although Fu Chenzhan's face was also bruised, she didn't care at all.

"Why did you hit him?! Fu Chenzhan, have you lost your mind?!"

She had never spoken to Fu Chenzhan like that before.

And now, her fiancé was treating her like this for someone else's sake.

Facing the rebuke and questioning, Fu Chenzhan still stood there, silent, his face expressionless, though it seemed somewhat grim.

Seeing that he wouldn't speak, Chi Xingcun gave him a fierce glare, then helped Qin Liyi into a nearby taxi and told the driver the name of the hospital.

"No need to go to the hospital, I'm fine." Qin Liyi leaned back against the seat, clutching his stomach, letting out a pained "hiss" as his face turned pale.

The back of his hand had scraped against stones on the ground, leaving bleeding scratches.

"He went too hard. Let's get you checked at the hospital—what if you have internal injuries?" Chi Xingcun said worriedly.

After the hospital check-up, it was already four in the afternoon. Fortunately, it was only superficial injuries.

"How dare he do that to you?" Sitting in the car, Chi Xingcun was still fuming.

Qin Liyi stared intently at her angry little face: "What wouldn't he dare? Young master, have you forgotten how he trapped you at home before? He knew he'd face family punishment, but he did it anyway. He's a mad dog—or rather, a snake that won't let go once it's fixated on its prey."

Yes, Fu Chenzhan had always been like that—doing whatever he wanted, never caring about the consequences.

Perhaps it was being in a high position that gave him such decisiveness and madness.

"...Why did he hit you?" Chi Xingcun had a vague suspicion but couldn't be sure.

"Maybe..." Qin Liyi leaned close to Chi Xingcun's face, "He suddenly realized how good you are, regrets it, and wants to snatch you back to his side."

"...How is that possible?" Chi Xingcun blurted out.

Qin Liyi stared unblinkingly into her eyes: "What if it's true? What if he really kneels and begs you to come back to him—would you stay engaged to him?"

Chi Xingcun's expression remained unchanged: "No."

Not only would she never stay engaged, but Fu Chenzhan would never kneel and beg her either.

Is there anyone in this world Fu Chenzhan actually cares about?

Qin Liyi finally smiled: "Mm, good."

Chi Xingcun took the afternoon off from classes and, after returning from the hospital, went straight to Qin Liyi's place.

She had planned to look for a part-time job in the evening, but after what happened, she couldn't leave Qin Liyi alone at home.

Qin Liyi was injured, so it was her turn to take care of him—before, it had always been Qin Liyi taking care of her.

But she didn't know how to cook, so she could only order takeout.

Qin Liyi didn't mind and ate contentedly.

In the evening, Lin Yanqing came over, and the first thing out of her mouth was: "Did you win?"

Qin Liyi didn't answer and countered, "What's the matter?"

Lin Yanqing: "Just here to find out why you two fought—will it affect our families' business?"

Qin Liyi was at a loss for words: "...Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you."

"That's good." Lin Yanqing hugged Chi Xingcun and cuddled with her for a while, telling her not to feel sorry for her son and that she should still make him cook, then left the villa.

Chi Xingcun was a bit stunned. Qin Liyi was injured—why didn't Qin Liyi's mother care at all?

"She's always been like this." Qin Liyi shrugged nonchalantly. "She's never cared about me, which is why I said she'd rather you were her son."

"..." Hearing this, Chi Xingcun didn't know what to say. She knew Qin Liyi's mother was a strict parent, but she hadn't expected her to ignore even her son's injuries.

Even at a time like this, she only cared about business?

No wonder... she had shown her true colors so quickly in the past life.

Maybe Qin Liyi's sudden disappearance in his previous life was related to his parents.

"No one in this world cares about me, only you." Qin Liyi gave a pitiful look at Chi Xingcun, his tone clearly whining.

Chi Xingcun walked over to him, thought for a moment, and comforted him: "There will be others. You're so wonderful."

Taken aback by the comfort, Qin Liyi paused slightly, his mood lifting. He added, "Is that all? I'm still sad."

The next second, without warning, he was pulled into Chi Xingcun's embrace.

He was sitting, Chi Xingcun was standing, and he was half a head shorter than her, so she could hold his head and press it against her chest.

"It's okay. We're already better off than many people. Losing some things is normal—no one can live a perfect life."

The old Chi Xingcun could never have comforted someone like this, because she had been too happy and wasn't that sensitive.

Later, when she hit rock bottom, she suddenly understood that she had been too lucky before, which was why she started losing things. Life has to be balanced—it can't be perfect.

So now, she could truly understand how Qin Liyi felt about not being cared for by his parents. It must be painful, even if he pretended not to care outwardly.

Her thumb gently brushed across Qin Liyi's cheek and earlobe.

A sudden warmth enveloped him, accompanied by that soft comfort. Qin Liyi's heart jolted, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

He grabbed Chi Xingcun's wrist and abruptly pressed her down onto the dining table.

"Ah!"

Chi Xingcun jumped: "What are you doing?"

Meeting her pretty eyes, he snapped back to reality and leaned down to embrace her.

His tall body pressed down on Chi Xingcun completely.

"How can you be so good?" He buried his face in the crook of Chi Xingcun's neck, his voice dropping low and husky, filled with emotion.

Chi Xingcun patted him on the back: "I'm just telling the truth."

"...But you're the only one who's ever comforted me like this." Qin Liyi was truly moved. He had been carefree and cynical before, but now he finally understood why he always kept his eyes on Chi Xingcun—she was a little angel.

A magnificent treasure, beautiful and warm, captivating everyone, and everyone wanted to possess her.

Qin Liyi scooped Chi Xingcun into his arms and headed upstairs: "Come on, let's shower and go to sleep."

......

Nobody gave a damn about Fu Chenzhan getting hurt. He had his private doctor come patch him up, then went right back to classes and work.

Someone started a forum thread asking how he got hurt, but nobody had a clue.

The video of the two fighting was uploaded online, but before it could spread, Qin Liyi had his people shut it down.

Fu Chenzhan was too outstanding—there would definitely be plenty of people online feeling sorry for him, and he didn't want that wave of sympathy to rub off on the young master.

What if the young master started feeling bad for him too?

Then his whole world would come crashing down.

While staying at Qin Liyi's place, Chi Xingcun spent his days going to class, with Qin Liyi sitting in on them, eating together after, and practicing running at night.

These past few days, Qin Liyi wore a mask to class, so no one saw the injury on his face. Otherwise, many would have guessed his wound was likely tied to Fu Chenzhan's.