115: Chapter 115 The Disabled CEO's Benefactor 12
Fu Jinghan slowly withdrew his gaze and instructed Manager Wang Fang on the other end of the phone in a low voice.
"Manager Wang Fang, you must have heard what A-Zhan just said. Proceed exactly as A-Zhan instructed. Give them a lesson first, a warning, to make those people behave themselves. If there is a next time, they can forget about staying in this industry."
Manager Wang Fang was not surprised by her boss's decision.
She had managed Lu Zhan for over two years, so she knew very well that President Fu's attitude toward Lu Zhan had always been unique.
In the upper circles of City A, those who were unaware all said that Lin Yu was a little lover kept by President Fu.
But Manager Wang Fang understood that when Lin Yu unexpectedly asked for help at the club, it was only because his appearance was somewhat similar to Lu Zhan's that the usually cold President Fu felt a glimmer of compassion.
However, that was all; there was nothing more beyond that.
President Fu had only ordered Special Assistant Jiang to bring the person to Xingsheng Entertainment, sign a standard contract, and arrange a decent manager, after which he paid no further attention to him.
"President Fu, I understand. I will handle it properly."
Fu Jinghan gave a soft grunt of acknowledgment, then hung up the phone directly.
For a moment, the entire living room seemed to be shrouded in a veil of tranquility.
It was so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of fine dust floating in the air, and one could also clearly feel the faint, intermittent sound of each other's breathing.
The vintage table lamp in the corner emitted a soft glow, adding a warm hue to the silent space.
Lu Zhan's right leg was currently pressed intimately against Fu Jinghan's left leg.
Their hands were held tightly and firmly together, as if glued, with no sign of letting go.
Their gazes were also intertwined like threads, just looking at each other quietly and deeply.
The entire atmosphere instantly became incredibly ambiguous, as if wisps of ambiguous aura were spreading in the air.
Fu Jinghan's eyes seemed to burn with a scorching flame, the overflowing love seemingly ready to spill out, accompanied by a few traces of infatuation.
His face seemed to be illuminated by the sunset glow, flushed with a delicate, peach-blossom-like pink. His slightly pursed lips and trembling eyelashes all revealed his inner shyness and nervousness.
Lu Zhan slowly raised his hand, his slender fingers gently stroking the other's cheek, his eyes flashing with a strange light, and his heart stirring with impulse.
The two of them seemed to be guided by an invisible thread, unconsciously and gradually moving closer, bit by bit, until it was impossible to tell who had made the move first.
Lips gently touched, first like a dragonfly skimming the water, followed immediately by a passionate and lingering entanglement.
And Lu Zhan's warm hand slowly moved to the back of Fu Jinghan's neck, applying a little pressure to pull him closer.
Fu Jinghan followed that force, leaning forward slightly.
The shyness on his face grew more intense, and the emotions suppressed for many years surged like a tide, his heartbeat becoming increasingly violent, as if it were about to jump out of his throat.
Lu Zhan's breathing also became slightly rapid, deeply intoxicated by the moment.
In this passionate and intense atmosphere, both closed their eyes slightly, fully enjoying this incredibly intimate moment.
Time seemed to stop at this moment; the whole world consisted only of the two of them.
It was unknown how much time had passed before the two slowly separated, yet their gazes remained intertwined.
Fu Jinghan felt as if his entire being had melted into A-Zhan's endless tenderness.
"A-Zhan, all of this is so wonderful, it's just like a dream!"
The words were extremely low and light, like sleep talk in a dream.
Hearing this, Lu Zhan couldn't help but smile, raising his hand to ruffle Fu Jinghan's meticulously styled hair.
"Brother Han, this isn't a dream. I am right by your side."
A happy smile immediately bloomed on Fu Jinghan's face. He hugged Lu Zhan tightly, resting his head on the other's shoulder, and gave a soft "Mm."
The corners of Lu Zhan's mouth curled up slightly, and he raised his hand to gently stroke the other's straight back.
The air seemed to be filled with a fragrant and sweet scent.
They just snuggled quietly like this, feeling each other's warmth and heartbeat, as if this moment were eternal.
Happy times always pass quickly, and unknowingly, it was time for Lu Zhan to go to sleep as usual.
Sleepiness surged like a tide, and Lu Zhan couldn't help but let out a big yawn.
"A-Zhan, if you're tired, go to sleep. Tomorrow we'll go to Xingsheng Entertainment together."
There was a hint of fatigue between Lu Zhan's brows. He looked at Fu Jinghan with soft eyes and responded softly,
"Brother Han, then let's go upstairs."
Fu Jinghan smiled and nodded slightly.
The two got up and walked into the elevator together, heading straight to the third floor.
This elevator didn't exist before, but it was installed after Fu Jinghan injured his leg.
Fu Jinghan appeared completely normal when walking slowly, but climbing stairs was not only a heavy burden on his residual limb, but his right leg's defect would also be exposed instantly.
The room where Lu Zhan rested had already been prepared, right next to Fu Jinghan's bedroom.
The two said goodbye at the door. Lu Zhan planted a gentle, pity-filled kiss on Fu Jinghan's forehead, said goodnight tenderly, and then stepped into the room.
Fu Jinghan felt his heart tremble slightly. With eyes full of joy, he walked toward his own room, pushed the door open, and went inside.
The bedroom was covered with a thick carpet, perhaps for fear that falling would cause injury, or perhaps for fear of any noise when tapping on the floor.
Fu Jinghan closed the door behind him, unconsciously raising his hand to stroke his forehead, where A-Zhan's scent seemed to still linger.
After calming down for a while, he slowly walked to the bedside and sat down.
He rolled up his trouser leg, intending to take off the prosthetic limb he had worn all day, but as if suddenly remembering something, he hurriedly got up and walked back to the door to lock it.
Then he took out the hidden crutch from the cabinet, placed it by his side, and then slowly removed the prosthetic limb and placed it by the bed.
The residual limb was not a pretty sight; below the right knee was a lump of soft flesh that looked boneless, covered with long scars, and it even looked somewhat deformed.
Putting on the prosthetic to go out and taking it off upon returning—even after doing this for so many years, Fu Jinghan still couldn't get used to it.
Every time he did it, it seemed to be a clear reminder that he had a body that was both incomplete and ugly.
Fu Jinghan's face was slightly pale, his eyes full of pain. He slightly raised his hand and placed it on the residual limb; the soft, greasy sensation under his hand made him feel extremely disgusted!
If he himself found it so hard to accept, would A-Zhan really accept him like this?
Could he really take off this glamorous coat in front of A-Zhan and shatter the perfect image in A-Zhan's heart?
But once A-Zhan and he had been together for a long time, and their feelings grew deeper, they would naturally reach the final step. When the time came for A-Zhan to have needs, if he kept refusing, would A-Zhan become impatient and go find someone else?