The Big Boss' Medicine 10

Yan Shen: "......"

Faced with the unmistakable seriousness in the black-haired youth's dark eyes, Mr. Yan fell into a terrible silence.

He had just quickly planned out a path in his mind for the youth to do as he pleased, ready to let him experience what it meant to be a qualified patron, but just as he started his long speech, the rest was blocked in his throat by the youth's serious "making money is important".

In the silence, he couldn't help but wonder why Su Duan's focus was always so... unexpected to him.

As a patient whose thinking becomes abnormally excited and jumpy during episodes, Yan Shen always felt that the youth's way of thinking seemed to be even more unique than his own.

When he worried that Su Duan would distance himself because of his illness, this person had already started to quietly worry about the side effects of the medication he was taking, not knowing whether to say he was carefree or attentive; when he tried to promise the other party resources and benefits, the black-haired youth seemed indifferent, only caring about whether he would lose money.

To make money--

As a businessman with enough experience, Yan Shen of course knew that doing this would undoubtedly result in a loss on this investment, but he had money and didn't care about that, only wanting to let Su Duan do what he wanted to do.

Although this kind of spending a fortune to please someone seemed like it was driven by an overly excited mood during an episode, Yan Shen had a strange feeling that even if he wasn't sick, he would probably make the same decision.

--It's just that it might be expressed in a relatively calm manner.

In any case, Su Duan, standing in the position of the ultimate beneficiary, originally didn't need to worry about these things at all.

As long as he obediently let him support him, that would be enough.

Regarding the black-haired youth's focus that left him speechless every time, Yan Shen would first feel a little surprised and amused, and then a sudden warmth would emerge with a tinge of heartache.

There had never been such a person before.

Yan Shen's experience of living with his mother in China when he was young was not good, and after being taken abroad by his biological father later, although he escaped from that experience that he was reluctant to recall, the new environment he faced was also full of competition.

There might be warmth in wealthy families, but for someone like him who was brought back halfway and disrupted others' lives, it seemed too distant.

When he reached the highest position, suddenly many people appeared trying to get close to him, but few would consider the gains and losses for someone stronger than themselves. These people did not care about Yan Shen's situation and the difficulties in handling matters, and their ultimate goal was nothing more than to seek benefits for themselves through him.

Of course, he would not pay attention to these people, it would only make him more wary of others.

So as time passed, Yan Shen had become accustomed to considering and calculating gains and losses for himself alone. Now suddenly there was a person who always stood from his perspective, looking up at him with a serious and worried face, asking this and that, which made him a little unaccustomed.

Like a silly little hamster, who had finished all the sunflower seeds, still holding its food-storing cheeks that were already empty, thinking it was too expensive, telling him not to feed it anymore.

...How could it be so well-behaved, not knowing to consider more for itself.

It was not impossible that it was an act--

But looking at those earnest and clean dark eyes, this speculation had barely risen before it was quickly dispelled without a trace.

Yan Shen sighed inwardly.

"No--"

Placing the youth's hand on his own knee and covering it, Yan Shen suppressed the surging emotions in his heart a little, preparing to explain that these investments were not very important to him, and that the youth didn't need to care too much about them.

However, as if knowing what he was going to say, just as he uttered a word, his lips were blocked by another pair of soft lips.

The youth's hands were both held by him and couldn't break free. In a moment of urgency, he raised his head, got up slightly from his seat, and used his mouth to block the unfinished words.

"We need to make money." After a few seconds, the youth let go and repeated it seriously by his ear.

Mr. Yan's heart started beating wildly from being threatened by his little hamster's mouth-blocking, and the principle of supporting the person that was so firm just now seemed to have disappeared. His heart was pounding so hard it almost hurt, and he said in a low hoarse voice, "...Okay, make money."

Then he released the palms that had been holding the youth's hands all the way, and instead cupped the youth's face and leaned down to kiss him again.

Daring to threaten him, he had to pay some price.

......

The price was paid for more than ten minutes. It was okay to stop and rest for a while in the middle if tired, and then continue paying.

The distance from the hospital to Yan Shen's villa in China was not far, and the black Maybach soon quietly stopped in front of a detached villa. The quiet community with excellent greenery was full of tall magnolia trees.

It happened to be the blooming period of magnolia trees. The lofty branches without a single leaf were adorned with generous white and pink flowers. The calyxes connecting the flowers to the branches had a light pink hue like thin mist, and the petals above spread out upright and gracefully, like white birds landing on the branches in spring.

Layers of flower shadows fell on the car window. Although the window was not open, the tranquil fragrance seemed to have penetrated through the glass.

It blended very well with the ambiguous sounds that occasionally came from inside the car.

The only discordant point was probably the driver sitting in the front row, not daring to make a sound to remind the boss that they had arrived home: "......"

The money of the rich is not easy to earn either, the driver thought, his hands trembling slightly on the steering wheel.

......

Speaking of which, this was also the first time Yan Shen had come to this villa. Because it was the first time returning to China after more than a decade, everything had been arranged by Hao You some time ago.

At first, he didn't plan to stay long, so the decor was relatively simple, making it seem a bit empty. This was originally Yan Shen's own idea, but now that he planned to stay for a while, the decor inside appeared too casual, somewhat unsatisfactory.

More things needed to be added as soon as possible.

Letting the person stay in the villa by himself, Yan Shen went out to the yard to call Hao You, reporting his safety while asking about the identity of the person Su Duan had pointed out, and also telling the other party that he planned to renovate the villa again.

Hao You was puzzled, "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Yan Shen stood under the magnolia tree in the yard, looked up at the flowers in full bloom above his head, and said, "This time back, I'll stay longer."

Hao You: "Didn't you say you would leave by the end of the year at the latest? Is there a problem with the domestic branch?"

Yan Shen: "No, it's a personal matter."

Thinking of the person the other party took away when leaving the restaurant, a terrible thought suddenly flashed in Hao You's mind about this "personal matter": "..."

"What about that little celebrity," Hao You asked after a moment of silence, "Where did you take them?"

Turning his head to the side and glancing at the young man's figure appearing in front of the window, Yan Shen turned his body and looked at Su Duan, saying, "Took them home."

The young man was hanging on the window, looking up at the dense and lively flowers blooming on his head, and then at him. The dazed expression on his face inexplicably took on a bit of a aggrieved meaning in Yan Shen's eyes.

Aggrieved...?

Yan Shen clenched the phone in his hand, ready to ask what was wrong.

Hao You: "..."

Hao You: "Okay."

Yan Shen: "It's fine, I'll hang up first."

Hao You: "... Remember to take your medicine."

He was still worried that Yan Shen would get the person into trouble.

Although Yan Shen had never been one to mess around with male relationships, and even though they had known each other for so many years, he had never seen the other party date anyone, but isn't there a saying that the more abstinent a person is usually, the more beastly they become once they break the rules?

Based on Yan Shen's usual attitude of wanting to take a shower if someone touched him, how beastly would he be today?

With his whole heart and soul on the young man who was sticking his head out the window, not hearing the complexity in Hao You's words, Yan Shen casually grunted and hung up the phone. He took two steps forward, leaving from under the flowering tree, and came to the window, looking at each other through a screen window.

The interior of the house was half a step higher than the villa's courtyard, with a difference of about half a meter, so he had to look up slightly to meet the young man's downward gaze.

The window was pushed open from the inside with a swoosh, and Su Duan poked his head out.

Yan Shen put his phone in his pocket, reached out his fingertips to touch Su Duan's cheek, and Su Duan lowered his head a little to let him touch.

The young man's face was soft, with a bit of baby fat that hadn't completely faded, but the lines of his chin were very thin, making his face look very small.

Rubbing the little hamster's chin, Yan Shen asked, "What's wrong? Not happy?"

Anyone would be unhappy to see their partner standing under a tree full of the same reproductive organs, and Su Duan reflexively raised his eyes to look at those large and beautiful magnolia flowers.

-- Especially when they look so advantageous.

Yan Shen turned his head to follow his gaze and saw a patch of white magnolia flowers in full bloom.

"Do you like them?" he asked, "Should I have someone cut a bunch and put them in the room?"

Su Duan immediately shook his head like a rattle drum.

No, no, little flowers are fine, just put them there. After all, he had been human for a few lifetimes, and as long as he wasn't surrounded by flowers, he generally wouldn't react too much.

But this flower was so exposed and large, without even a leaf to cover its shame, it would reflexively make him feel a sense of crisis!

Yan Shen pinched his chin to prevent the young man from shaking himself dizzy. Although he didn't know what the young man was thinking over and over again, he still obediently said, "Okay, then I won't cut them."

......

The servants in the villa were fully equipped, and everything was well prepared. Yan Shen hugged the young man and took a nap in the afternoon. After waking up, he ate a light dinner and dealt with some matters reported by his subordinates in the branch company. Time passed quickly without knowing it, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening, a time when one could prepare to sleep.

In fact, Yan Shen usually didn't sleep so early, but with the young man around, he couldn't keep the young man up with him. Moreover, he needed enough sleep during his illness to maintain a stable mood, so he quickly washed up and went to bed.

Su Duan went in to wash first, and came out of the bathroom with a body full of moisture, the tips of his hair still wet. Yan Shen pressed on him and wiped his head for a while, looking at the young man's exposed neck, thin collarbones, and the fair chest that was vaguely visible under the thin pajamas, and he literally wiped himself into a fiery mood.

He didn't know if it was because his desire increased during his illness, or if the person in his arms could easily arouse his reaction.

Feeling that a certain part was even a bit painful from being constrained by his pants, President Yan calmly went to the bathroom and took a cold shower, walking out with his whole body exuding coldness.

At least he had calmed down.

He couldn't control his desire now, and was afraid of hurting the other person in the heat of passion, so he didn't dare to do anything to them.

However, as soon as he sat on the edge of the bed and took the towel off his neck to wipe his head, his neck was touched, followed by a warm body lying on his back.

Su Duan crawled out of the quilt and lay on his back, reaching out to touch his cool neck, asking in confusion, "Why is it so cold?"

"My body is hot," Su Duan said, lying down with more force. He had been wrapped in the quilt for a while, and his body was warm, which could warm Yan Shen up.

However, it seemed to be too warm. President Yan only felt a heat flow starting from his entire spine that was in contact with the other, as well as from his neck that was touched by soft fingertips, and it quickly seemed to make even his brain boil.

The cold shower was taken in vain.