141: Chapter 141 The Underworld Boss's Benefactor 7

Leng Yan unleashed his Mental Ability, using his Mental Energy to construct a film-like layer, similar to a barrier, completely enveloping the entire small building.

Afterwards, he directed his subordinates to thoroughly clean and meticulously tidy up the small building, and even delivered boiled water into the bedroom.

After finishing this, Leng Yan gently opened the back car door, then leaned down slightly, raised his hand to pat Lu Zhan on the shoulder, and said softly.

"Young Master, wake up, we have arrived."

Lu Zhan slowly woke up, still a bit sleepy. After pausing for a moment, he nodded slightly and got out of the car with Leng Yan's assistance.

He glanced around casually; everything within his line of sight was a scene of desolation and ruin.

Broken walls and ruins were everywhere, the streets were piled with abandoned vehicles and debris, and the gray sky was filled with dust and a pungent odor.

From the distance, strange noises could be heard from time to time, as if something terrifying was stirring in the shadows.

However, the two-story small building before him looked vaguely clean and tidy, reminiscent of the world before the apocalypse.

A flash of surprise passed through Lu Zhan's eyes; it seemed Leng Yan had already undergone an Awakening for his Superpower, and it appeared he was doing quite well in the apocalypse.

Leng Yan simply gazed at the Young Master's refined and handsome face, his lips curling upward involuntarily.

"Young Master, please make do for now; it will be fine once we return to B City."

Lu Zhan smiled indifferently at this, his expression returning to its usual nonchalance, with a hint of gentleness in his eyes.

He raised his hand to pat Leng Yan's shoulder, parted his thin lips, and said soothingly.

"That goes without saying. Although the apocalypse has arrived, the Lu family won't fall so easily. This time, I owe you a favor. In the future, if you rein in those improper thoughts, I will treat you as I did before."

Leng Yan's eyes were incredibly deep, his gaze toward Lu Zhan darkening slightly, a wicked arc forming at the corners of his mouth as he replied in an extremely calm tone.

"Thank you for your magnanimity, Young Master, for letting bygones be bygones. Leng Yan will firmly keep the Young Master's words in his heart."

Despite the words being extremely obedient, Lu Zhan vaguely felt something was off, and his brows furrowed slightly.

His attempt to soothe seemed not to have achieved the expected effect, yet he couldn't find any fault with the other party.

Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. Thinking no more of it, Lu Zhan exerted some strength, leaned on Leng Yan's arm, and walked toward the small building.

After everyone had witnessed the pair's first intimate action, their attitudes had clearly become much more composed when facing such a scene again.

Leng Yan's subordinates had even silently concluded in their hearts that this was their boss's future wife.

Without needing instructions from Leng Yan, his subordinates began to busy themselves in an orderly fashion; some took simple cooking utensils from the trunk, while others carefully cleaned the ingredients.

The Water-type Superpower users were responsible for supplying water, while the Fire-type Superpower users were responsible for starting the fire and precisely controlling the temperature.

The division of labor was clear and distinct; it was obvious that this was not their first time performing such an operation.

As for those few playboy Young Masters, they were just idly leaning against the vehicles, not knowing anything.

However, Leng Yan gave no instructions regarding this, and his subordinates naturally dared not speculate wildly, so no one paid them any mind.

Leng Yan carefully supported Lu Zhan as they walked into the bedroom, where the boiled water had already been quietly placed to the side.

In his heart, he was actually extremely eager to help the Young Master clean up, but unfortunately, the Young Master's sharp gaze forced him to abandon this thought.

In the end, he could only give up helplessly. After placing clean clothes to the side, he slowly walked out of the bedroom, his face full of reluctance.

Leng Yan kept telling himself in his heart not to be impatient, to endure a little longer. Once they arrived at B City and locked the Young Master away securely, the Young Master would never be able to escape his grasp again.

By the way, it seemed the Young Master hadn't eaten anything yet, right?

The Young Master had always been delicate and finicky about his food; he wouldn't tolerate any compromise, so it was naturally better for him to cook it himself.

Leng Yan's eyes were like deep, cold pools, exuding waves of dark aura, yet a brilliant smile spread across his handsome face, forming a highly contradictory and unique charm.

His movements were skillful and efficient as he quickly washed, chopped, and stir-fried the vegetables.

Before long, a bowl of vegetable and lean meat porridge emitting an enticing aroma, along with a few dishes of exquisite and delicious side dishes, were quietly placed on a tray.

Leng Yan steadily picked up the tray with both hands, then walked into the small building; his tall, upright figure seemed to contain endless obsession and determination.

Lu Zhan sat leaning against the headboard, his hair half-wet, his expression calm, looking at Leng Yan as he entered with a somewhat dazed gaze.

Leng Yan's eyes contained a trace of doting affection; he looked back at Lu Zhan with a soft gaze, placed the tray on the table by the bed with very light movements, and said with a smile.

"Young Master, I don't know what your tastes are like now, so I just made a little something according to your old habits. Try it and see if you can still get used to it."

Lu Zhan turned his head slightly to look at the food on the tray; it looked quite appetizing, which piqued his interest a little, and he asked casually in a light tone.

"It's been so long, and you still remember?"

As Lu Zhan spoke, he slowly propped himself up, sat by the table, reached out to pick up the spoon, his movements displaying the elegance and nobility of a Young Master from a prominent family.

"Yes, of course I remember, though I haven't done it for a long time, so I might be a bit rusty."

After Leng Yan finished speaking, he stood quietly to the side, his eyes filled with tender affection, watching Lu Zhan without blinking, a hint of obsession hidden on his handsome face.

Lu Zhan did not reply but instead scooped a spoonful into his mouth. The fragrant lean meat porridge left a lingering scent on his lips and teeth the moment it entered his mouth.

It certainly lived up to its excellent appearance; a look of satisfaction unconsciously crept between Lu Zhan's brows.

He had always been picky. For the past month or so, he had just been making do with a few bites. Now that he had finally eaten food that suited his taste, his mood couldn't help but brighten a little.

Leng Yan gazed at Lu Zhan with a soft look, feeling exceptionally satisfied in his heart. It seemed the Young Master was still the same as before, very fond of the meals he cooked.

Lu Zhan drank the porridge unhurriedly, occasionally pausing to pick up his chopsticks and feed himself some side dishes.

The food was indeed delicious, no different from what Leng Yan used to make for him, and it was very much to his liking. Before he knew it, he had already eaten quite a bit.

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