Quick Wear: Why did the male protagonist fall in love with the vicious villain again?

Chapter 65 The Disabled Boss’s Beloved (64)

From then on, Bai Chao stuck to Yang An every day. Whenever there was no one around, he would take the initiative to invite a kiss. He was passionate and bold, regardless of the occasion, and didn't think there was anything wrong between two men kissing.

Yang An had no way of refusing Bai Chao, and he felt increasingly conflicted.

He didn't know whether Bai Chao liked the feeling of kissing or wanted to offset those thirty years and leave him as soon as possible.

Bai Chao accepted this kind of thing too quickly.

But every time he saw Bai Chao drooping his eyelashes in disappointment and revealing a look of grievance, he couldn't help but soften his heart and give in like before.

At night, Yang An lay sideways, quietly looking at Bai Chao's sleeping face.

The small lamp on the bedside was still on. Bai Chao leaned in his arms in a dependent posture, quietly closing his eyes and breathing shallowly. The warm light fell on his fair cheeks, casting a soft halo.

Yang An reached out his hand and gently stroked the boy's face, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Bai Chao, what on earth are you thinking about...

At this moment, the young man's crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes and looked into his eyes.

Yang An was slightly stunned.

There was still a trace of fatigue on Bai Chao's face, but he still raised his head and wanted to kiss him, but he only kissed his chin and couldn't help but snorted in annoyance.

Yang An lowered his head and let him find the right position to kiss his lips.

When their lips touched, Yang An lifted his face and kissed him from shallow to deep, his breath gradually becoming hot.

A subtle and ambiguous whimpering sound came from the room, making people blush and their heart beat faster.

After the kiss, Bai Chao was completely awake, his lips slightly open and his breathing a little rapid.

Yang An also panted softly, and suddenly his eyes changed, and he immediately caught Bai Chao's mischievous hand.

"Bai Chao, what are you doing?"

Bai Chao blinked: "You seem... don't you want to?"

Yang An's breathing stagnated, he pushed his hand back, and raised his hand to turn off the light.

"Go to bed quickly."

"But you obviously want to..." Bai Chao got closer despite not giving up, but was held down by Yang An.

Yang An's voice was very cold: "There won't be a next time, and I can't use this kind of thing to pay off my debt. If you move around again, you won't be allowed to kiss me for the whole day tomorrow."

The darkened room fell into silence.

After a while, Bai Chao said, "Can I see your legs?"

In front of Bai Chao, Yang An never exposed his prosthesis, and gradually put away his wheelchair and crutches, and walked normally in front of him, just like an ordinary person.

"No."

"Why?" Bai Chao's hands unconsciously clenched the corner of the quilt.

He didn't even care about showing his prosthetic limbs in front of the heroine.

Yang An was silent for a long time: "...It's ugly."

"Then let me touch it."

"No...Bai Chao!"

There was a commotion under the quilt, and Bai Chao nestled in Yang An's arms, falling asleep contentedly.

Yang An rubbed his brows helplessly, then reached out to cover the quilt, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and fell into a deep sleep.

Early in the morning, Bai Chao reached to the side in a daze, but found nothing. He suddenly opened his eyes.

Bai Chao sat up. There was no sign of Yang An in the room, and the curtains were not opened, so no light came through.

Bai Chao's face looked a little gloomy in the dark room.

The bedroom door suddenly opened, letting in light from outside, making the room much brighter.

"Bai Chao."

Yang An was already dressed and standing at the door.

Bai Chao was stunned for a moment, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Good morning~"

"Well, good morning." Yang An came in and opened the curtains, letting in the early morning light.

Just as Bai Chao was about to get out of bed, Yang An walked up to him, hesitated for two seconds, and said with a frown:

"Your mother is in the hospital."

Bai Chao was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"Don't worry, it's a sudden mental illness. The doctor said it's not dangerous."

"Then I..." Bai Chao tugged at the corner of his clothes nervously.

Yang An looked down at him for a while: "Okay, I'll give you an hour."

Bai Chao immediately jumped up and kissed Yang An: "Thank you, Mr. Yang~"

"..."

This time, Yang An did not accompany Bai Chao to the hospital, but waited for him in the car.

An hour passed quickly, and Bai Chao's figure appeared in his eyes.

Just as Bai Chao got into the car, he felt visibly disappointed.

Yang An sighed and gently held his hand: "Isn't it okay?"

Bai Chao buried his head in his arms: "But the doctor said it will relapse..."

Assistant Fang in the driver's seat glanced at the rearview mirror in surprise, then immediately looked away.

When did the relationship between the boss and Assistant Bai become so good...

Yang An frowned, glanced at the driver's seat, looked at the hairy head on his chest, but still didn't push him away: "Then cure the root of the disease completely."

"The cause of the disease?" Bai Chao raised his face curiously.

“Well, the root of Mrs. Bai’s illness should be the human trafficker who abducted you. As far as I know, this person has not been caught yet.” Yang An said lightly.

This topic is a bit sensitive, and once it is mentioned, it reminds both of them of the past.

Yang An looked like he didn't care about what happened that year, but Bai Chao buried his head in his shoulder with a guilty look on his face.

"But the police have been looking for it for so many years and still haven't found it..."

"Well, maybe he hid abroad."

Bai Chao said sullenly: "But Dad said he also looked for it in other countries..."

Yang An said slowly: "No matter where a person hides, he will definitely leave traces. We only need to find these traces to find him."

"..." Bai Chao was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked at him with a pleading look in his eyes, "Boss Yang, can you find the human trafficker?"

Yang An looked into Bai Chao's eyes solemnly without saying a word.

Bai Chao seemed to have just realized something, and he put his arms around his neck and was about to move forward: "I can pay you."

"Bai Chao!"

Yang An grabbed his waist, a rare hint of anger in his eyes.

Bai Chao was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head in grievance.

Assistant Fang looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, pretending that he did not exist, knowing nothing, hearing nothing, and seeing nothing.

Yang An's voice was a little low, with a bit of coldness: "Drive, go back."

"Okay, Mr. Yang."

The entire journey was speechless.

When the car arrived at the foot of the apartment building, Bai Chao still hung his head and did not move. Yang An glanced at him and said, "I have other things to do. I will give you a day off today and you can go home by yourself."

"..."

Bai Chao got out of the car without saying a word and slammed the door shut.

Yang An watched his angry back disappear from his sight, then said coldly: "Send someone to check until they find him."

Assistant Fang understood immediately: "Yes."

Today, Shenghe has been packaged perfectly and appears to be a normally operating business group, but the mainstream industries under Shenghe are various underground entertainment venues.

Something happened in a club today, and the troublemaker specifically asked Yang An to solve the problem.

After Yang An arrived, he saw those people, his face darkened, and he directly asked the security guards who were watching over the troublemakers to disperse.

The three men pulled up their sleeves, revealing the mark of the Holy Union on their arms. The leader said in a very arrogant tone, "Boss Yang is too busy. He forgets things easily and has forgotten us. It's really hard to see Boss Yang."

Now no one in the Holy Union dares to speak to him like this. Even the old people are polite to him. The only one who is on equal terms with him and does not take him seriously is Ah Hu.

These people are Ah Hu's henchmen.

Ah Hu has been feeling guilty ever since his unclear position in the last gunfight. When he resigned, President Lu kept him by his side regardless of the past grudges and did not deprive him of his position. Ah Hu can continue to help President Lu with his work.

"Something?" Yang An looked at them coldly.

The leading henchman took out his cell phone, pointed the screen at him, and said with a strange smile: "Brother Tiger has been waiting for you for the whole morning. You'd better say a few nice words to make Brother Tiger happy. Maybe he can even give you some face."

The screen showed a video call, and the person facing Ah Hu was eating. Ah Hu noticed the activity on his phone, raised his phone, and laughed, "Hey, isn't this Mr. Yang?"

Yang An had blocked Ah Hu a long time ago, and if he had any negotiations, he asked others to convey the message.

Yang An frowned when he saw the environment Ah Hu was in, especially when he heard the familiar voice.

"You know what, the food Auntie cooks is pretty delicious." Ah Hu smiled and flipped the screen of his mobile phone, turning to the two people in simple clothes sitting across the table.

Mother Yang's eyes lit up: "Xiao An, it's really you. Xiao Hu came to see us today and scared us. Fortunately, your father has a good memory and said that this is the young man who picked you up before you went abroad. The bee farm didn't have anything to entertain him, so I simply cooked some dishes. Fortunately, Xiao Hu didn't mind."

Father Yang also smiled and waved at Yang An.

Yang An remained calm and nodded: "Mom, Dad."

The phone screen turned back to the previous one, and Ah Hu smiled and said, "Uncle and aunt are so polite. They let me in like this, and they are not afraid that I am a bad person."

Yang's mother's polite voice came from the other side again: "No, no, you have helped my Xiao An a lot."

Father Yang was also enthusiastically pouring wine for Ah Hu.

"..." Yang An's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, but his voice was cold, "Li Hu, do you have any plans for coming to China?"

Li is Ah Hu's last name.

"Why, didn't the president tell you?" Ah Hu's big face appeared on the phone screen again: "The president specifically asked me to go to your company to help you share some of the work, so that you won't be too tired."

"Your recent work doesn't quite satisfy the president. The things you're asked to do are being delayed. That's not good, don't you think, Auntie?"

Yang's mother immediately agreed: "Yes, yes, Xiao An, don't be careless at work, and listen more to your leaders."

Yang An said calmly: "Well, Mom, I have a few friends coming to see you later, please cook a few more dishes."

Mother Yang heard Yang An's voice: "Ah? Okay, okay, I'll go right away."

Ah Hu looked at his phone suspiciously: "What friend?"

Yang An said calmly: "You should know him."

The next second, a dozen burly men came in from the door. Yang's father was not unfamiliar with them and walked up to greet them happily.

Ah Hu's face turned green instantly. He came to this shabby place of Qu County alone this time. It was too easy for him to deal with two powerless rural people. He mainly wanted to give Yang An a warning. Who could have thought that Yang An actually placed more than a dozen bodyguards in such a remote place!

I'm afraid he had been secretly watched by these people just now!

Ah Hu looked at him fiercely: "Damn, Yang An, you are here to do this!"

Yang An said coldly: "Your minions will stay with me for the time being. They destroyed a lot of things. Remember to bring money to redeem them."

"What the hell!"

Yang An clicked casually and hung up the phone.

The leader looked fierce but was actually weak: "You, what do you mean!"

Yang An ignored them and turned to leave. Before the leader could step forward to question them, he was stopped by several burly men in black.

The leader shouted behind him: "Yang An! We are Brother Tiger's people! If you dare to offend us, Brother Tiger will not let you go...ah!"

The wailing of several people was trapped in the room.

Yang An glanced at Assistant Fang: "Is he the only one?"

"Yes." The tablet in Assistant Fang's hand displayed the surveillance content.

Yang An frowned: "Waste of time."