After Accidentally Sending Empathy Dolls to My Four Top Donors - Chapter 10

Wen Leling’s face fell completely. Fu Tingchuan watched him, his eyelids dropping as he fell into deep thought. After a short while, he spoke in a low voice, abruptly changing the subject: “Then can I assume you have agreed to join the team?”

Wen Leling: ?

“I did not say I agreed!”

He responded without a moment’s hesitation. Fearing that Fu Tingchuan might not have heard him clearly, he repeated himself with perfect articulation: “I will not join Team 012! I will not!”

He made his face as stern as a slab of bluestone, tilting his head up with absolute seriousness, brooking no further persuasion.

The risk of being exposed was too great, especially since it would require living under the same roof. Wen Leling did not want to spend every day acting like a thief on guard against them. He dared not even imagine the consequences if Xiao Wenye or the other three found out. Perhaps Xiao Wenye would choose to silence him forever? Would the others tease him at every opportunity?

It was impossible to tell.

Wen Leling felt a chill run through his entire body. His mask of cold indifference shattered. He lowered his eyes and spoke in a small, negotiating voice: “Give me back my phone. I will talk to Mr. Xia myself. That way, he won’t make things difficult for you, okay?”

Fu Tingchuan frowned, his expression inscrutable. He stared coldly at him for several seconds before giving an irrelevant answer: “Change your clothes and come eat.”

Wen Leling did not look at him and pushed his condition: “No, give me back my phone first.”

“Fine. I will go get it for you, but you must have your clothes changed before I return.”

So straightforward?

Wen Leling was surprised. He had gathered enough energy to fight Fu Tingchuan for three hundred rounds, but now he had nowhere to use it. He could not help but feel curious, wondering with what kind of attitude Fu Tingchuan was complying. He gathered his courage and shot a glance out of the corner of his eye, only to see the man’s grim face still looking terrible, as if someone owed him millions. Moreover, a thick aura of hostility had gathered around him at some point.

Wen Leling’s fighting spirit vanished instantly. He chickened out, watching Fu Tingchuan leave before quickly changing his clothes to wait. However, he did not sit obediently on the bed. He did not trust Fu Tingchuan and suspected the man would go back on his word. Consequently, he paced back and forth uneasily by the door, mistaking every slight sound for Fu Tingchuan. He did not dare open the door, fearing Fu Tingchuan would grab him by the collar again and toss him back onto the bed.

Fu Tingchuan returned. Under Wen Leling’s apprehensive gaze, he did not change his mind and returned the phone as promised.

“Go eat.”

“I am going to contact Mr. Xia first,” Wen Leling said, taking the phone and turning back toward the bed. But as soon as he turned around, Fu Tingchuan habitually grabbed him by the collar.

“Wait, don’t! Don’t throw me yet!” Wen Leling hurriedly called out, quickly turning off the phone screen. It was not entirely because he was traumatized by being thrown. He was also afraid that if he did not hold the phone securely and it went flying toward Fu Tingchuan or broke, he would be finished. If Fu Tingchuan saw his messages, he would be doomed, and if he could not reply to messages, he would also be doomed.

“Put me down first, let’s talk things out properly,” Wen Leling turned his head to look at Fu Tingchuan, his rapidly blinking eyes full of fear. “Is that okay?”

Is that okay?

The youth’s voice was not loud. It was low and, surprisingly, carried a hint of seduction that made one feel tingly, making the heart tremble.

Fu Tingchuan’s grip suddenly loosened. He was clearly stunned, neither speaking nor moving, as if struggling with some memory.

The atmosphere was eerie. Wen Leling felt it was better not to disturb him. He quietly moved forward a few steps, escaping the shadow of Fu Tingchuan’s presence to contact Xia Congmian. While waiting for a reply, he responded to the four top-tier donors in turn, showing particular concern for [Love Lele for a Lifetime].

“Brother, are you still working?”

The moment the first message was sent, a notification sound for a new message happened to come from Fu Tingchuan’s coat pocket. Wen Leling did not think much of it at first, but for every few messages he sent, several chimes rang from that pocket.

Refusing to believe in such bad luck, he kept a close eye on Fu Tingchuan as the man pulled out his phone. Just as the man opened it to check the messages, Wen Leling sent an “emoji bomb.”

The room became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. It was so silent that Wen Leling could clearly hear the muffled sound of the “bomb” exploding in the chat box. His heart jolted as if he had been struck with a club. The world seemed to shift, and he saw stars.

What is going on?

Struggling to find a sliver of clarity amidst the chaos, he quickly silenced his phone before receiving a reply. He was scared out of his wits, his muscles turning soft, and he leaned against the wall, trembling.

Seeing this, Fu Tingchuan hurried forward to support him. “Are you unwell?”

Wen Leling was helped back onto the bed. He pushed against Fu Tingchuan’s arm to create distance. “No, no.”

He swallowed hard, feigning composure: “You, you go eat first. I am not hungry yet. Let me think about joining the team by myself for a while.”

Just leave.

At this moment, Wen Leling wanted nothing more than to chase Fu Tingchuan away and have some peace.

The man did not respond. Instead, he gripped Wen Leling’s wrist. It felt like a cold snake crawling up his arm. Wen Leling did not dare move.

Fortunately, Fu Tingchuan soon let him go. Feeling the chill around him gradually dissipate, Wen Leling closed his eyes. Hearing the door lock click shut, he immediately hunched over, clutching his chest and panting heavily.

[Love Lele for a Lifetime] was Fu Tingchuan. Fu Tingchuan was [Love Lele for a Lifetime]. Yet another top donor had become a Sentinel he was responsible for!

Amidst the shock, a thought surfaced in Wen Leling’s mind.

I cannot run.

He thought that no matter what, he had to suppress this panicked state of mind. His original purpose for leaving home was to sneak into Fu Tingchuan’s house to steal the doll. Since he had entered by legitimate means through a twist of fate, why bother acting like a thief and going through more trouble?

Wen Leling sat quietly for a long time. Once his mind calmed down, he lied to the three people other than [Love Lele for a Lifetime], claiming he was busy and could only reply at night. Then, he focused on chatting with [Love Lele for a Lifetime].

He would not run, but he could not stay here too long either. He had to find out where the doll was located as soon as possible.

However, before they had even exchanged three sentences, he had just learned the doll was kept in the bedroom when Fu Tingchuan went offline due to work.

With the opportunity right in front of him, Wen Leling hurriedly got out of bed and opened the door a tiny crack to see which room Fu Tingchuan would emerge from. But the next scene caused his vision to go dark.

Fu Tingchuan walked out of the bedroom carrying the doll. He entered the room and placed his large hand on the doll’s leg. Wen Leling felt nothing.

Dizzy.

How can a person be this unlucky? There were only four people, and only the last person was…

Wen Leling was about to fall apart.

The doll’s location was confirmed. It was with [Nuzzle Lele]. However, Wen Leling sent several messages to test the waters, and no one replied. Xia Congmian was ignoring him, and Fu Tingchuan would not let him go. With nothing to do, he simply guarded his phone, waiting and hoping.

During this time, Fu Tingchuan called him out for meals multiple times. He ignored him and even locked the door out of spite. He completely forgot that this was Fu Tingchuan’s house and that Fu Tingchuan would have a spare key.

And Fu Tingchuan also seemed to have forgotten it was his own house. Despite Xia Congmian’s reminder, he resolutely refused to use the spare key to open the door. He preferred to run up every few minutes to ask if Wen Leling was hungry.

By noon the next day, a full day had passed, and Wen Leling still would not budge: “I am not hungry. I won’t eat.”

Fu Tingchuan, however, did not leave as usual. Wen Leling heard the lock clicking. With a loud snap, his heart jolted along with it.

Wen Leling quickly changed his tune: “I will eat if you let me go!”

Crash!

The door was violently thrown open, hitting the wall and bouncing back. A strange figure blocked the way.

Four men walked in. To be more precise, an evolving Sentinel was dragged in by two people, with Fu Tingchuan following behind. The two men threw the Sentinel onto the floor, bowed deeply to Wen Leling, and said in unison: “We’re sorry to trouble you.”

As they looked up together, Wen Leling realized they were a pair of twin Sentinels. When their eyes met his, their pupils contracted in surprise.

Wen Leling noticed this and wondered if he looked too terrifying or if he was too serious. He smiled, a small dimple appearing at the corner of his mouth, and greeted them: “Hi.”

Then, ignoring the fact that Fu Tingchuan might be their superior, he treated him entirely as if he were invisible. He pointed at the evolving Sentinel and asked the twins: “This is…”

“You two head back first.”

His words were interrupted by Fu Tingchuan. Wen Leling felt even more resentful toward him. He turned his head and secretly rolled his eyes slightly, sighing silently.

Fu Tingchuan seemed to notice and shot a glance over. Wen Leling’s wandering eyes immediately froze, and he turned back with a dry smile: “Won’t you stay a while before leaving?”

Are they leaving without taking him along? He was acting like the master of the house.

His brain could not keep up with his mouth. Realizing this belatedly, Wen Leling’s small face puckered. He really wanted to just crawl into a hole in the ground.

To his surprise, Fu Tingchuan did not embarrass him. He agreed: “Let them go back first. They have just returned from a mission and need a good rest.”

Wen Leling took the opportunity to back down, letting out a low “Oh.” “Then what about him?”

He was referring to the Sentinel sleeping on the floor.

Fu Tingchuan did not see the twins out. Once they left, he closed the room door and said: “He is a Sentinel from Team 012, Min Chi. His evolution level has already reached Grade A. If a Guide does not help regulate his energy, he will be consumed by pollution and die within an hour.”

“You want me to help him?” Wen Leling waited for a while. Seeing that Fu Tingchuan did not intend to continue, he looked at him. Those narrow eyes were as hot as fire and had a magnetic attraction, making it so that Fu Tingchuan did not want to look away even if he were burned.

The two met each other’s gaze, and he replied: “No. This is an order from the high-ranking officials. But since the person was sent here, the choice belongs to you. You can leave him here to fend for himself if you think his death here would bring bad luck, or you can toss him outside.”

Fu Tingchuan spoke casually, as if he did not consider the Sentinel a teammate at all, let alone a human being.

Wen Leling gritted his teeth as he listened, his fists tightening. A heavy word was squeezed from between his teeth: “You—get out!”

Fu Tingchuan lowered his crossed arms and opened the door. For the first time, he let out a soft laugh. He squinted his eyes with great pleasure, though it was fleeting. Wen Leling only heard that single laugh, which was slightly triumphant.

He actually dared to provoke him?

Wen Leling’s fists tightened further.

Ever since learning the other person was also one of his top donors, he had suddenly become less afraid of Fu Tingchuan overnight. It was as if he had unlocked a new perspective. He no longer only worried about being exposed. Instead, he felt that he had caught Fu Tingchuan’s little secret, and the same applied to Xiao Wenye.

People did not just automatically enter his livestreaming room. It required the phone owner’s operation. If outsiders knew that these steady and detached Sentinels were secretly watching suggestive streamers and had even become top donors, perverts who would occasionally send coded commands, it would be a scandal.

Wen Leling could not help but let the corners of his mouth turn up. He decided to block Fu Tingchuan during the next livestream, leaving him to worry outside. Afterward, he would apologize and say his hand slipped. The man would not be able to do anything about it.

He could also…

“Ugh.”

The Sentinel on the floor let out a low groan as if hanging onto life by a thread. Wen Leling’s smile vanished, and he hurried forward to check the Sentinel’s condition.

The moment he got close, the Sentinel suddenly erected a barrier without warning. Wen Leling was caught off guard and pushed back several steps.

It seemed their compatibility was low. Wen Leling could only gather more mental energy. He did not blame the Sentinel, but a cool, stinging pain suddenly spread across his wrist. He looked down and saw that his wrist down to his forearm was bruised with blood and slightly swollen.

Is this guy also a venomous snake?

His forearm went numb. Wen Leling wanted to pat the Sentinel awake and ask him how to neutralize the poison. Otherwise, he would have no way to continue the energy regulation.

To his surprise, the Sentinel woke up at that moment. As soon as he opened his eyes and saw Wen Leling approaching, he violently swung his arm to push him away. Fortunately, having learned from experience, Wen Leling was quick and avoided it.

“Don’t touch me!” the Sentinel roared.

?

Accusing the victim?

“I don’t need your help! Get out! Get out now!”

This was simply an undeserved disaster. His good intentions resulted in being poisoned and cursed at. Wen Leling was furious. He summoned a mental thread and plugged the Sentinel’s mouth, then thrust his arm in front of the Sentinel’s face: “Neutralize the poison.”

He did not want to say another word to this lunatic.

The Sentinel sneered, his fangs biting through the mental thread. His voice was extremely low, hoarse, and muffled: “I can’t. Just wait for that arm to be useless.”

Trying to scare him?

Wen Leling did not back down: “Then just wait to die.”

The Sentinel was disdainful: “Heh, I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you then. I won’t die.”

“Is your boyfriend a Guide?”

“No, but he can regulate my energy.”

The Sentinel was full of confidence and very proud. As he spoke, he took out his phone and typed with his eyes half-closed. He said an ordinary human could help a Sentinel regulate energy. It was hard for Wen Leling not to be curious, but he felt it was wrong and ultimately did not look at what the Sentinel sent or to whom.

But just as the Sentinel closed his phone, Wen Leling’s phone rang.

Another coincidence?

Wen Leling was truly terrified by these coincidences. His hand shook as he unlocked the phone. A message from [Nuzzle Lele] popped up at the top of the screen.

“Lele, help me.”

He nervously replied with an emoji, feeling uncertain.

“Ding!”

His heart died.

The Sentinel’s phone rang as expected. As if struck by a lightning bolt, Wen Leling froze completely, all the color draining from his face.

There were only four people in a team. What was it like when three out of four future colleagues were top-tier donors?

Silence. Wen Leling could only offer silence. He was speechless.

He even wondered if the last one would also be…

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