Chapter 13: Only Pain Will Make You Remember!
Shen Yanzhou carried Lin Yuan into the villa.
Uncle Chen had already prepared the small medical kit.
“Young Master, the ointment for bruises sent by Dr. Lu is inside,” he said, handing the medical kit to Shen Yanzhou.
He casually glanced at the person in his arms.
Uncle Chen clicked his tongue secretly.
The Little Young Master was as docile as a lazy cat right now; yesterday morning when he was cursing, he was quite arrogant!
Shen Yanzhou whispered something in Chen’s ear, then strode with his long legs directly upstairs to the bedroom.
Lin Yuan, who had tried to struggle in the car, was honest now.
In fact, from the moment he entered the villa, he dared not move recklessly.
Because he had lingering fears about this place.
The night of violent storms was etched in his memory.
He really dared not provoke this mad dog again.
He would really tear him apart and eat him!
Entering the bedroom, Shen Yanzhou sat on the sofa with him in his arms.
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Shen Yanzhou held his hand. “Don’t move. You have injuries on your back. The doctor said to apply medicine on time.”
Lin Yuan frowned slightly.
“I… I’ll do it myself!” As he spoke, he slowly unbuttoned his shirt.
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Shen Yanzhouâs pupils contracted slightly.
His throat went dry.
Lin Yuan gritted his teeth, burying his head low.
His face burned with shame.
Shen Yanzhou looked at the dark red welt oozing blood on his back, and his heart ached.
He was already delicate and weak; that bastard Shen Yanhui actually laid such a heavy hand on him!
So he had to die!
Shen Yanzhouâs jaw muscle twitched twice.
He took the ointment from the kit, squeezed some out, and gently applied it to the wound on his back.
His back was also beautiful. Fair skin, smooth shoulder lines, exquisite butterfly bones, exceptionally charming.
He wanted to reach out and touch, but he held back.
Now was not the time.
“It’s done, right?” Lin Yuan asked cautiously. “Can you let me down?”
Shen Yanzhou spoke slowly, “The medicine is done. But, you still owe me an admission of guilt, remember?”
Lu Huaiyuan had instructed him that Lin Yuan was weak now and he should be gentle.
He could hold back from touching him, but the punishment for running away could not be waived.
He released the person from his lap.
Staring at him coldly.
Lin Yuan’s brows furrowed.
Not knowing what Shen Yanzhou was going to do next, his heart was uneasy.
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“Hand out!” His voice wasn’t loud, but full of deterrence.
Lin Yuanâs handsome brows locked tight, but he still extended his hand.
Shen Yanzhou grasped his small hand.
“Admit your mistake!” he ordered coldly.
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“Hurt?”
Lin Yuan sniffled. “Mn.”
Shen Yanzhou gave a light huff. “Only pain will make you remember!”
“Truly know your mistake?”
“Mn.” Lin Yuanâs nasal sobbing was heavier, sounding pitiable.
Shen Yanzhouâs voice was cool and clear. “Truly won’t run?”
Lin Yuanâs voice had no strength at all, soft and mournful, nodding aggrievedly. “Won’t run.”
Shen Yanzhou seemed satisfied. “Run again, and I will definitely break your legs!”
As he spoke, he took an item out of the bag beside him.
“A small gift, for you.” Saying that, he handed it to Lin Yuan.
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Shen Yanzhou laughed secretly in his heart.
The little cub was becoming more and more submissive, knowing to beg him instead of cursing and throwing a stubborn fit.
“Mn.” He grunted lightly. “Then, leave it there for now. We’ll see how you perform.”
Lin Yuan went to pull at his shirt, only to discover it had been torn.
At this moment, Uncle Chen knocked and entered.
Shen Yanzhou gently pulled Lin Yuan into his arms, using his robust body to shield the disheveled boy.
Uncle Chen placed a set of brand-new loungewear at the entrance foyer and retreated.
Shen Yanzhou released Lin Yuan and fetched the clothes.
“Change into this. I had Uncle Chen buy it according to your size.”
Lin Yuan grabbed the clothes and put them on hurriedly.
He reached up to wipe the tears from his cheeks.
The pure white, high-quality loungewear was slightly loose, making him look delicate and playful, like a figure carved from pink jade.
The small section of collarbone exposed at the neck was so exquisite one couldn’t look away.
Shen Yanzhou held his wrist and walked into the inner bedroom.
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A string of tears rolled down uncontrollably.
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