Rebirth from the Ashes

Having had too much to drink, Fu Qingye cried onto Li Yuan.

Kun Lun could not watch. Judging by the two empty bottles of Remy, Second Young Master Fu clearly had too much.

Boss was not that close to Fu Qingye, but Boss had no friends anyway. Fu Qingye was the only person who could hold a conversation with the Boss.

Three years ago, Second Young Master Fu met up with Boss to speak on behalf of Young Master Fu when Boss was expanding his business territory, and since then, the pair became frenemies.

“Kun Lun, send Second Young Master Fu home.” Glancing at the drunkard, Li Yuan’s eyes alighted with disdain as he laid out an order to Kun Lun.

“I don’t want to go, I’m not leaving,” Fu Qingye mumbled. His body then went limp, almost falling head first onto the table.

Eagle-eyed Shen Xi quickly pulled him aside. She looked at him and said, “Qingye, let me phone Fu Qingxuan to pick you up.”

Without saying a word, Fu Qingye passed out on Shen Xi.

Shen Xi, “…”

Li Yuan held firm to his order. “Kun Lun.”

Shen Xi just could not let Fu Qingye go in his state of drunkenness. “Brother, we have a lot of vacant rooms here. Let him stay the night.”

The stone-cold Hades, Fu Qingli, would blame it on her if Fu Qingye returned home intoxicated. It would only make matters worse if Fu Qingye loosened up about spending time with her.

With a deadpan face, Li Yuan scowled at the drunkard. He had no choice but to agree to his fair lady’s suggestion. “Kun Lun, take Second Young Master Fu to the guest room.”

Kun Lun drew close to brutally carry him on his shoulder.

“Kun Lun.” Shen Xi was taken aback by Kun Lun’s drastic methods. “Walk properly. Hold him up by his shoulders. You’re going to make him puke lifting him like that.”

Fu Qingye was bound to throw up with his head upside down.

Taking in her words, Kun Lun gently carried Fu Qingye away by his shoulders. However, it took more time than just lifting him like a sack.

Shen Xi followed behind and watched as Kun Lun placed the man onto the bed. She ran up and cried, “Qingye?”

Fu Qingye was motionless.

From the door, Li Yuan looked daggers at Fu Qingye in bed before curling his lips into a cold smirk.

After bringing in some warm water, Shen Xi wrung a towel to give his face, hands, and feet a good wipe.

Li Yuan huffed and puffed. “Kun Lun, you do it.”

Godd*mnit! Fu Qingye sure had the b*lls to play these games. Did Fu Qingye think it would go past his fair lady and him?

How naïve!

Fu Qingye knew the girl would feel sorry for him. Hence, he came here to hit the bottle. There was no way he could be drunk from two bottles of wine.

“Xixi, you should get ready for bed. You have work tomorrow. Let Kun Lun take over.” Looking into Shen Xi’s eyes, Li Yuan uttered.

“I’ll leave it to you then.” Shen Xi felt a little embarrassed as she gazed at Kun Lun. This was her guest after all. She took another glance at the man in bed and then took off.

Li Yuan watched his fair lady retreating to her bedroom before looking towards the unconscious man. “She’s gone. You can stop pretending now.”

The man in bed remained still.

Dumbstruck, Kun Lun turned his attention back to Fu Qingye. Pretend? No way! It was two bottles of Remy after all.

Moreover, why did he pretend to be drunk?

Li Yuan scoffed to see him still lying motionless. He gave him a scornful look before wheeling himself to the study for official work.

He was under the impression that the girl had gone to bed, but the knock on the door told him otherwise. A sweet voice was heard from the other side of the door. “Brother, are you busy?”

Li Yuan lifted his head from his paperwork. “Come in.”

He was never busy whenever she was around.

Shen Xi pushed open the door with a basin in hand. She smiled at him. “How about some foot bath followed by a massage and acupuncture?”

Over a month had passed since she asked Fu Qingxuan to look at Li Yuan’s medical report. Shen Xi had read up on massage and acupuncture for a long time before identifying a suitable therapy plan for him.

Li Yuan caught a whiff of oriental medicine when she entered the room. He was overtaken by a storm of contrasting emotions after taking a look at the yellowish-brown concoction-filled basin that was Chinese herbs.

“Brother?” Shen Xi kneeled before him, gazing at him in nervousness and anticipation. She asked him, “Can I?”

The warmth filling his heart drew a cloud of glossiness over his eyes. Those tender hands of hers should not be getting down and dirty rubbing his feet in the medicine. So, he inquired, “Can someone else do this?”

Although saddened by the question, Shen Xi grinned and acted like it was all fine and dandy. “Sure.”

He would not let her touch him!

Li Yuan, in turn, was heartbroken to capture the upset in the girl’s eyes. While the girl appeared fine as she stood up to look for Kun Lun, he grabbed her by the wrist.

Shen Xi’s hand was beautiful and supple. The round and manicured nails on her lean fingers had a healthy glow to them.

“Brother, let me get Kun Lun.” Shen Xi may say so, but physically, she put up a fight. For some reason, she was hurt and upset by his comment.

She took a long time to prepare and research, only to be refused. This rejection was like a splash of cold water, dampening all of her enthusiasm.

“Can hands get too soaked?” Li Yuan carefully examined the girl’s hands as he murmured to himself.

Without a doubt, he wanted her to do the massage.

He would want nothing more.

Li Yuan was walking on cloud nine the moment she said that.

Shen Xi turned over abruptly. “What?”

Li Yuan lifted his chin to meet the girl’s eyes before opening his lips to ask, “Would it be too tiring for you? Would your arms get sore?”

Having grasped the meaning behind his words, Shen Xi shook her head. Joy sparked back into her desolate eyes. “No, not at all. This is medicine, not paint.”

It was not that he did not want her around or her touching him. He was afraid that she would be tired!

This measly task was not enough to overwork her.

“How long will it take?” Li Yuan asked another question.

“The first massage and acupuncture will take longer, so probably about an hour.” Shen Xi was scared he might not be up to it after learning the duration.

“Half an hour,” Li Yuan stared at her.

As a doctor, Shen Xi had to put up a stern face before disobedient patients. “It’s non-negotiable. It has to be an hour.”

Li Yuan would not back down. “Then let’s commence once we’re back at home. You have to get up early to go to the lab tomorrow.”