Chasing My Husband! The "Crown Prince" of the Beijing Circle Is Wildly Unruly! - Chapter 52

In the hospital.

Zhao Yan sat by the bedside, watching He Zheng receive an IV drip.

He Zheng opened his eyes and saw Zhao Yan sitting by his bed.

He subconsciously curled his lips. “You didn’t leave.”

“Did you deliberately wear so little?” A flash of anger crossed Zhao Yan’s eyes.

“He Zheng, how old are you? Can you stop being such an idiot!”

He Zheng reached out and placed his hand on Zhao Yan’s leg, obediently confessing his fault: “It was just a method to keep the Young Master here~”

“If the Young Master won’t take me in, next time I’ll squat naked at your doorstep.”

Zhao Yan’s expression was one of are you an imbecile?

He was so angry that he gasped, his chest heaving.

“If you die at my doorstep, I’ll cremate you!” Zhao Yan stood up in anger, but He Zheng quickly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

“Zhao Yan, can you give me a chance?” With the blush of a lingering high fever, his eyes were full of sincerity.

Zhao Yan reached out, wanting to pry his fingers off one by one.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw He Zheng’s IV tube starting to fill with blood. His heart clenched sharply.

He quickly stopped struggling, grasped He Zheng’s wrist instead, and commanded, “Be still!”

He pressed the nurse’s call button.

After the nurse arrived, she frowned, seeing his swollen right hand. “The patient must not move after the drip is started.”

He Zheng’s eyes remained fixed on Zhao Yan, not sparing the nurse a glance.

Zhao Yan quickly apologized. “I’m sorry, I caused trouble.”

He Zheng, now re-hooked to the IV drip, completely extinguished Zhao Yan’s temper.

“You’re a maniac,” Zhao Yan muttered under his breath.

“Zhao Yan, I love you. You absolutely won’t find anyone in this world who loves you more than I do.” He Zheng might have been slightly delirious from the fever.

He unconsciously spoke his true feelings.

Zhao Yan looked at his face and sat silently to the side.

“He Zheng, have you ever thought about one thing?” Zhao Yan felt that a complete refusal was more appropriate for certain matters.

“What thing?”

“Before a child is born, the parents’ greatest wish is for them to grow up safely. But after they start elementary school, their wish changes to getting perfect scores. After junior high, their wish becomes getting into a top-tier key high school. And once they’re in high school, their wish changes to getting into Tsinghua or Peking University.”

“A person’s desires grow as each wish is fulfilled. Desire is the same.”

“A poor person’s greatest wish is to become rich overnight, but what happens after they get rich? They start thinking about immortality.”

“You’re the same. You say now that you don’t mind that my heart belongs to Wang Xinghe! You don’t mind that I love someone else! But if I agree to legalize our relationship, your desires will also change!”

“In the tug-of-war of emotions, you might even shift your anger to Xinghe, and also to me. In the end, you’ll be completely scarred yourself.”

Zhao Yan adjusted his glasses and apologized. “I can’t accept taking our relationship any further.”

“But you and Wang Xinghe will never have a chance, right? And we can have a future!” He Zheng used his red, swollen right hand to tug at the hem of Zhao Yan’s suit jacket as he tried to leave.

“One year, two years, three years, ten years, one hundred years… My place in your heart will eventually surpass Wang Xinghe’s, won’t it?” He Zheng tightly gripped the hem, terrified that Zhao Yan would just leave.

“Just give me a chance to stay by your side. Is that okay?” He Zheng’s choked, wronged voice echoed in the private hospital room.

Zhao Yan’s mind suddenly recalled the scene of himself kneeling by Wang Xinghe’s bedside, begging him for a chance.

A bitter feeling of shared suffering rose in his heart.

In the end, he softened, because he himself had once begged someone with a heart full of love.

Begged someone to give him a chance.

Zhao Yan’s step toward the door finally halted.

He sat back down and looked at He Zheng seriously. “You say you love me? When, and why? I don’t recall us having much contact.”

Zhao Yan was not a three-year-old child. The Zhao family was well-known in the capital.

It was common for people with motives to use all sorts of means to achieve their goals.

So Zhao Yan was very wary of ‘sudden affection.’

He Zheng fell silent, after all, he had liked Zhao Yan since junior high, which felt somewhat… perverted.

Seeing his silence, Zhao Yan’s heart cooled by three points. “If you won’t tell me and try to fool me with some ‘love at first sight’ story…”

“Thirteen years. Everything we’ve ever shared is at my place. Do you want to go see it?” He Zheng dropped his playful, irresponsible demeanor, raised his head very seriously, and met Zhao Yan’s gaze.

Zhao Yan didn’t believe him.

He tilted his head. “Fine, I can wait. I’ll take you back after your drip is finished.”

He was determined to see!

Hearing that he agreed to go, a hint of shyness crept onto He Zheng’s face.

After all, some of the things he had collected were indeed a little… perverted.

He Zheng lay back down and pulled the blanket over his head.

Zhao Yan: 。(?へ?)。

The drip was finished at 11:30 PM.

Sitting in the passenger seat of Zhao Yan’s Mercedes-Benz G-Class, He Zheng watched the neon-lit buildings of the capital city whiz past behind them.

Zhao Yan drove the car while secretly observing the person next to him who had been silent the whole time.

He, too, felt uneasy.

“Usually full of suggestive talk, did a fever burn your mouth away?” Zhao Yan scoffed softly.

But the car was too quiet, without any music playing, so He Zheng naturally heard him.

He turned his head and cocked it, looking at Zhao Yan. “Young Master, I only like to talk in bed.”

Zhao Yan: Σ( ° * °)!

He immediately turned his head back and continued driving.

He wished he could find a time-travel machine and retract the last five minutes.

The underground parking garage door was only opened after the community guard confirmed He Zheng’s identity as a resident.

After the car was parked, He Zheng walked silently in front, and Zhao Yan followed, highly vigilant.

He had already decided: if He Zheng dared to lie to him this time, he would completely block him forever.

He wouldn’t even think about contacting him again.

Didi—

As the password lock unlocked, the Ragdoll cat shot out like an arrow from a bow.

“Meow meow meow~” The Ragdoll purred affectionately.

Before He Zheng could even crouch down to pet the cat’s head, Zhao Yan had already scooped up the Ragdoll.

“Grrrrrrr—” The petted Ragdoll let out a rumbling purr.

Petting the Ragdoll, Zhao Yan couldn’t maintain his anger anymore, a smile hanging on his lips. “What’s the cat’s name?”

“Xiao Nian (Little Year).” He Zheng changed his slippers.

He took out another pair from the shoe cabinet, crouched down, and went to take off Zhao Yan’s leather shoes.

Zhao Yan felt awkward. “No need, I can do it myself.”

“Let me do it. Xiao Nian really likes you, so pet him more.” He Zheng grasped Zhao Yan’s slender ankle, took off his leather shoes, and helped him put on the cotton and linen slippers.

“Xiao Nian? Did you buy him around the New Year (Xiao Nian)?” Zhao Yan joked, weighing the heavy pig-like cat.

He Zheng looked at the comfortable-looking Xiao Nian and shook his head. “Close enough.” Except he didn’t buy him.

He picked him up.

“Let’s go. Didn’t you want to see?” He Zheng gestured toward his study.

Zhao Yan, holding Xiao Nian, followed his steps and opened the wooden study door.

Inside was a clean and tidy, spacious room.

Three sides of floor-to-ceiling mahogany bookshelves were completely filled with books.

The desk and computer were positioned near the balcony.

There was a small door on the side, which was the exit to the study balcony.