After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

Cloud Garden. Master bedroom.

Fu Wangjin gently placed the girl in his arms on the bed, carefully covered her with a thin quilt, dimmed the lights, and sat down beside her.

He leaned down and kissed Yan Qing's forehead almost devoutly.

The soft touch seems to carry a refreshing scent, which makes people feel soothed.

"Qingqing, I'm sorry."

The sudden apology left Yan Qing a little confused.

She looked at Fu Wangjin in confusion, but saw that the latter's eyes were filled with ambiguous regret and guilt.

"Ajin, why do you want to apologize?"

"Because...I didn't take good care of you."

Fu Wangjin paused and continued.

"The servants of Yunjing Garden, and Meng Wantang... It was my negligence that allowed them to—"

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his ink-black eyes were full of heartache and self-blame.

He seemed to want to say something, but ended up falling silent.

With people like this all around her, it's no wonder Qingqing can't make it through life, and the situation keeps getting worse...

He is so irresponsible.

Although he only said half of the words, Yan Qing understood what he meant.

She reached out her hand and gently stroked Fu Wangjin's clenched fist, her slender fingertips tracing the protruding blue veins and distinct joints.

"How can I blame you?"

Yan Qing smiled softly, her eyes clear and moving.

"If the servant had treated me perfunctorily the first time, I would have complained to you... then there wouldn't be a scene today. As for Meng Wantang——"

"She has always acted normal and considerate. Until today, her true colors were revealed."

Ever since her family passed away in a car accident, Yan Qing has been deceived, betrayed, and imprisoned...

Her mentality changed drastically, she began to fall into depression and even showed serious self-destructive tendencies.

Fu Wangjin was afraid that she would do something stupid, and even more afraid that one day she would succeed...

At this time, Meng Wantang appeared at the right time.

She is Yan Qing's cousin, a master's degree holder in psychology. When she came to visit, she brought a photo of herself and Yan Qing with her.

When the butler presented the group photo to Fu Wangjin, he was captivated by Yan Qing's brilliant smile in the photo at first glance.

If she could smile so happily when she was with her cousin...

For the first time, Fu Wangjin allowed Meng Wantang to enter Yunjing Garden to keep Yan Qing company and help her come out of the haze.

But Meng Wantang not only failed to comfort Yan Qing, but also kept encouraging her to hurt herself and commit suicide, wasting Fu Wangjin's feelings and even hurting his body...

Yan Qing recalled that every time she met this cousin, she was always carefully made up and looked exceptionally beautiful and charming.

She sat beside Yan Qing, who looked pale, weak and dull-eyed. She had bright eyes, white teeth, a sweet smile and a rosy, healthy complexion that made Yan Qing look even more stunning than she actually was.

If you think about it carefully, since you are here to visit a patient, is it necessary to wear a formal dress?

Knowing that Yan Qing’s heart and lung function is not good, she still sprays perfume.

He didn't come to see his cousin at all, he was clearly here for Fu Wangjin.

"Ajin, please don't interfere."

Yan Qing knew Fu Wangjin quite well. Given his vindictive nature, after hearing Meng Wantang's scolding, he really kept his word.

Cut off her tongue, sew her mouth shut, and maybe send her to some shady place for exhibition...

By then, not only Meng Wantang, but I'm afraid the entire Meng family will suffer.

"There are still many things I don't understand, and I want to solve the mystery myself. But——"

Yan Qing smiled with her eyebrows curved, and the wit and cunning of a little fox flashed in her clear eyes. Her slender fingers grasped Fu Wangjin's big, bony hand and she pulled his little finger coquettishly.

"Jin will help me, right?"

Hearing Yan Qing say that he didn't want to interfere, Fu Wangjin frowned slightly and his eyes darkened a little.

But she smiled so cutely, and gently pulled his hand, asking him to help...

It seems that I was not pushed away either.

Thinking of this, Fu Wangjin felt a warm feeling in his heart, and his previous displeasure disappeared.

"Okay." He reached out and rubbed Yan Qing's head, then lowered his eyes and stared at her. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips and there seemed to be a little gleam in his eyes.

"Well, Qingqing, you should have a good sleep. Good night."

He placed a kiss on Yan Qing's lips like a dragonfly touching the water, then, suppressing the lingering look in his eyes, Fu Wangjin was about to get up and leave.

Unexpectedly, my arm was hugged again——

"Ajin, where are you going?"

He turned around with a little surprise, only to see Yan Qing's slender and frail arms tightly wrapped around his forearm. Her eyes, which had just been clear and lively, were now red, with tears in their sockets, and her body was trembling slightly, like a frightened little animal that didn't dare to stay alone in the dark.

She was scared.

"I'm not going anywhere."

Fu Wangjin sat down again and gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips.

"I'll accompany you, Qingqing."

Yan Qing tried hard to regulate his breathing and suppress the fear in his heart.

"I... Jin, I..."

"I know, don't be afraid."

Fu Wangjin's voice was low and gentle. He held her tightly in his arms, gently stroking Yan Qing's thin back, and his warm breath enveloped her.

"I won't leave, ever."

These words seemed to touch Yan Qing. She couldn't help sobbing softly, and her thin shoulders shook even more violently.

Even though she pushed him away so many times, he still said that he would never leave...

"Qingqing, stop crying."

Although Fu Wangjin didn't understand whether he had said something wrong, he felt extremely heartbroken when Yan Qing cried.

"If I say something wrong...you can beat me up."

Yan Qing felt even more uncomfortable and heartbroken after hearing such humble and helpless words.

"No, you're not wrong." Yan Qing hugged him tightly, "A Jin..."

That night, Fu Wangjin did not leave the master bedroom.

Seeing Yan Qing gradually falling asleep in his arms, her face peaceful, her breathing light and shallow… he couldn’t help but tighten his arms, using his body temperature to warm her slightly cold body, burying his face in her hair, deeply sniffing the fragrance of jasmine.

Fu Wangjin had received special training, so even if he didn't sleep for three days, it would not affect his condition.

But now he actually felt a little sleepy, and his eyelids gradually became heavier.

"Qingqing..."

Murmuring the name hoarsely and gently, Fu Wangjin rested his chin on the top of her head, letting her lean tightly against his arms and fall asleep peacefully.

In the middle of the night, Yan Qing was woken up by the heat. She turned over and saw a handsome face close to her.

Fu Wangjin was sleeping soundly, his intimidating eyes were closed, his brows were finally relaxed, and his long and thick eyelashes were trembling slightly, like the flapping of a butterfly's wings.

Deep and slow breathing, strong and powerful heartbeat.

Yan Qing couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

I stretched out my finger and was about to scratch the bridge of his nose, but was afraid of waking him up.

So she secretly kissed his thin lips and shrank back into the man's arms.