130: Chapter 130 The Disabled CEO's Benefactor 27

Now, they were bound to Fu Jinghan, who had always been seen as the high-and-mighty, favored son of heaven.

Such a huge disparity was like a surging tide, violently crashing against Lu Zhan's heart, causing it to tremble intensely and remain unsettled for a long time.

After saying those words, although Fu Jinghan's heart eased slightly, he couldn't help but speculate.

What was A-Zhan's reaction right now? Would A-Zhan's expression be one of disgust and loathing? Or disdain and contempt? Did A-Zhan regret ever being close to him? Would A-Zhan still want him in the future...

Fu Jinghan's mind was filled with a thousand thoughts, yet he lacked the courage to look up even once.

Instead, because of Lu Zhan's silence, as if afraid of increasing the other's annoyance, he hurriedly released the hands he was holding and turned to tightly clutch his own hem.

His hairstyle was slightly messy, his body was trembling slightly, and that straight back was now hunched over.

He had personally peeled away that splendid and perfect outer garment, exposing the incompleteness and ugliness within.

Then, just like that, he stood quietly in front of Lu Zhan, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, powerlessly and desperately waiting for the judgment of the person before him.

Lu Zhan stood in place, silent for a very long time; thoughts surged in his mind like a tide, and his heart was complex to the extreme, with various emotions interweaving, colliding, and surging.

There was the shock of learning the truth initially, the pity for Fu Jinghan's current state, and the heartache for Fu Jinghan's physical disability.

At this very moment, Fu Jinghan's hunched back, in his eyes, looked more like it was burdened by an incredibly heavy shackle.

Images of Fu Jinghan's usual dignified, powerful, and high-and-mighty demeanor kept flashing through Lu Zhan's mind, forming an extremely sharp contrast with his current fragility and humbleness.

The anger in his heart thus dissipated, like ethereal smoke, without him even realizing it.

Lu Zhan took a deep breath, slowly reached out, and gently placed his hand on Fu Jinghan's shoulder, then his throat moved, and he spoke in a slightly hoarse, yet incredibly firm voice.

"Brother Han, don't be afraid, I'm still here."

This extremely short sentence seemed to contain immense power, heavily striking the other's heart.

Fu Jinghan suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with a mixture of disbelief and pleasant surprise, tears gushing out again like a breached flood, sliding down those pale cheeks.

"A-Zhan, do you mean that you are still willing to be with me?"

Lu Zhan's eyes held a hint of tenderness; he reached out his fingers, gently wiping away the tears for the other, gazing softly into the other's eyes, and soothingly said.

"Brother Han, don't worry, I won't leave you behind."

However, these gentle words did not have an effective soothing effect.

Instead, it made Fu Jinghan believe that the reason A-Zhan did not answer his question directly was because he was disgusted that he was disabled, but because of a soft heart, he could not bear to refuse directly.

Actually, being able to reach this point, he should be content, but why did his heart still hurt so much?

Fu Jinghan could not bring himself to let go; he was truly so unwilling.

"A-Zhan, I know that my current state is quite unbearable, and you must find it hard to accept for the time being; I can understand that.

But I remember you said before that you really wanted to see my unique allure; would you like to try it right now?"

As Fu Jinghan spoke, he had already taken off his suit jacket, and a few buttons of his shirt were undone.

Lu Zhan stared, slightly stunned, at the large expanse of porcelain-white skin on Fu Jinghan's chest; completely unable to process what he had just heard, he hurriedly raised his hand to stop the other's actions.

"Brother Han, did I say something that made you misunderstand? Do you know what you are doing?"

Fu Jinghan naturally knew what he was doing; he was shamelessly seducing A-Zhan, but the result was a rejection.

He couldn't help but think, it shouldn't be like this, right? A-Zhan clearly liked it before, didn't he?

Fu Jinghan bit his lip gently, his eyes turning red, and tiny crystal droplets still clung to his long eyelashes.

Yet his face was flushed with a peach-pink hue, and his trembling fingers grasped Lu Zhan's hand, placing it on his own left chest.

"A-Zhan, I just want to make you happy!

I know my body is incomplete and not as good-looking as others, but as long as it is something you are interested in, you can try it on me; I can endure it all.

As for the incomplete parts, A-Zhan, don't worry, I will cover them up well; it absolutely will not affect your interest because of that.

A-Zhan, try it with me, okay? I won't be worse than others, and I can also make you feel good."

The obedience and pitifulness of the person before him, the extremely seductive words, the strange sensation under his hand.

None of this was not challenging Lu Zhan's precarious sanity; he couldn't even be bothered to delve into Fu Jinghan's abnormal words and actions at this moment.

Lu Zhan's heart was stirred, his eyes involuntarily tinged with a strange color, a bit of heat surged on his cool face, and his fingertips involuntarily rubbed gently.

"Mm..."

Fu Jinghan instantly let out a soft groan, his whole body trembling, and half of his body went numb.

That was a place no one had ever visited.

Extremely green and pitifully sensitive!

How could it withstand such...

However, Fu Jinghan not only did not dodge, but instead, as if offering a sacrifice, leaned closer to Lu Zhan, a look of determination flashing extremely quickly in his eyes.

"A-Zhan... A-Zhan..."

Like an unconscious murmur, and also like a bewitching whisper, it drifted slowly in the air.

Lu Zhan, as if unable to hold back any longer, leaned over and kissed him, while Fu Jinghan, like a docile sheep, obediently closed his eyes, immersing himself in it with all his heart.

Their kiss was sometimes as gentle as a spring breeze, sometimes as hot as strong liquor...

Unknowingly, Lu Zhan was already half-carrying the person, stumbling all the way back to his room, and then settled him down on the edge of the bed.

His face was still slightly flushed, his eyes gleaming with a different color, and he leaned in slightly, whispering softly into Fu Jinghan's ear.

"Brother Han, take off your prosthetic leg."

Fu Jinghan nodded slightly; he knew in his heart that since he had decided to take this step, some things were ultimately unavoidable and must be faced. After all, he couldn't just watch A-Zhan go find someone else.

"A-Zhan, my residual leg is somewhat deformed and ugly; if you feel uncomfortable, you can turn your back. Wait for me for a little while, I will be done very soon."

These words were spoken cautiously, full of humbleness and obsequiousness.

Lu Zhan frowned slightly upon hearing this, but as if thinking of something, he gazed softly at Fu Jinghan, then slowly squatted down in front of him.

"Brother Han, let me help you."

After speaking, he raised his hand, wanting to touch the other's right leg.