Chapter 43: Please Help Me
Mu Feng felt the cream being smeared onto his lips.
Under Liang Yuhang’s gaze, he didn’t dare to move, so he stuck out his tongue and carefully licked it.
Then, he felt the other man’s gaze grow deeper.
“I want to eat a bit more,” Mu Feng whispered. “Can I?”
Liang Yuhang teased him on purpose: “No. Will you sneak out to eat it at night?”
He made him sound like Mu Mu, who would sneak into the trash can.
Mu Feng stared at him. Because he was sick, his whole being looked quite pathetic. “Please.”
Liang Yuhang reached out again, dipped into some cream, and smeared it on his lips.
He seemed to have completely forgotten his hatred of being close to others.
Mu Feng didn’t reach for it himself; he just tilted his head back. When the other man fed him a bit, he would eat it. After eating a small piece of cake, he was finally happy.
“The collar… can I not take it off?” He raised his hand and touched it, unable to put it down.
Although Liang Yuhang didn’t mean it that way, in his subconscious, it felt as if having a master meant he was no longer a stray cat.
“Sure.” Liang Yuhang watched his movements. “Wear it if you aren’t afraid of being laughed at.”
“Whoever laughs at me, I’ll punch them away,” Mu Feng said through gritted teeth.
“Just don’t stab them away,” Liang Yuhang teased him. “I don’t want to see patients you’ve stabbed every day at the hospital.”
It was a total “hell joke.”
With this banter, Mu Feng wasn’t as depressed, but he was still worried. “How is Liang Jingyi now?”
“He won’t die,” Liang Yuhang said. “At most, he’ll be half-crippled.”
Mu Feng’s expression was very serious. “That serious? I don’t think I stabbed him that hard. At most, I just stabbed through his kidney. I should have gone a bit lower; I let him off too easy.”
“He’s fine. He just needs to rest for a while.” Liang Yuhang reached out to check the temperature of his forehead. “How do you feel now?”
Mu Feng looked at him, hesitant to speak. “I’m afraid you’ll scold me.”
“I won’t. Say it.” Liang Yuhang was always very patient with patients.
“I want to be f***ed.” Mu Feng spoke outrageous words.
Liang Yuhang: “…”
In the long silence, he didn’t know how to respond to that sentence.
Indeed, that was the effect of a relief agent, which was why it was sent to Liang Jingyi’s room right after it was given.
But hearing him say it in person was still quite shocking.
Mu Feng raised his hand and rubbed his flushed cheeks, feeling a bit guilty. “You told me to say it.”
“Pretend I never asked.” Liang Yuhang wanted to educate him that saying such words to an Alpha was like leaving the tiger’s den only to enter the wolf’s lair.
He raised his hand and pressed his brow. “Endure it. Go to sleep.”
Mu Feng gave an “oh,” stumbling up from the sofa. He grabbed his clothes and headed into the room.
He still felt terrible, but he couldn’t count on Liang Yuhang.
This man was cold as a machine. He could even endure his rut, so what could be expected of him?
He curled up under the covers, feeling his phone vibrating wildly.
[yuan]: I heard you stabbed Liang Yuhang into the hospital?
[yuan]: Truly impressive. Even if he didn’t come back for your birthday, it shouldn’t come to this, right?
[yuan]: Where are you? I want to give a hug to the audacious ‘Mu the Knife’.
Mu Feng: “…”
Where did that intel come from? They should be shot.
[M]: It was Liang Jingyi.
[M]: I’m not feeling well. You guys have fun.
[yuan]: ???? He harassed you again?
[yuan]: Where is the hospital? I want to go stab him twice too.
[M]: Don’t bother. Be good.
Perhaps his tone was too helpless, for Jiang Yu’an sensed that things weren’t that simple, and his tone turned serious.
[yuan]: Call me if something happens. I’ll be there in a second.
[yuan]: If he bullies you, I really will stab him to death!
The corner of Mu Feng’s mouth curled up slightly. At critical moments, Little Jiang was exceptionally reliable.
[M]: Mm. I’ll let you know when I need you in the party.
Mu Feng put down his phone and vaguely heard Liang Yuhang talking to someone on the phone. His tone was a bit fierce.
He wanted to listen more, but his brain wouldn’t cooperate, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Liang Yuhang stood in the living room, his tone heavy. “Dad, this matter has nothing to do with Mu Feng. Why are you involving him?”
“He put my son in the hospital! How is it not related?” The other’s voice rose. “This isn’t over. I’m telling you, you aren’t even really his teacher. That’s your brother over there. Who exactly are you protecting?”
Liang Yuhang gave a light laugh. “A brother? One who plots against his older brother from childhood?”
“That was years ago. You’re still dwelling on it? Besides, isn’t your body fine now? You’re even stronger than before; you could say it was a blessing in disguise.”
Liang Yuhang looked out the window in silence, letting out a soft scoff. “A blessing in disguise… perhaps.”
He didn’t even know how long this heart could keep him alive. What “blessing in disguise”?
“Liang Jingyi is also sick in the head,” the other continued to fume. “He’s been stabbed into the hospital, yet he’s still insisting that he must marry Mu Feng. Was he stabbed in the brain?”
“Chairman Liang, don’t you know your own son?” Liang Yuhang said coldly. “The more he can’t have something, the more he wants it.”
“That’s one thing,” Liang Zhaoqing said. “The Mu family is indeed a good choice for an alliance, but this account must be settled first. At the very least, Mu Feng needs to make a public apology.”
Liang Yuhang answered for him: “That’s just wishful thinking.”
Liang Zhaoqing was so angry with these two sons tonight that his high blood pressure was about to act up. “What do you mean?”
“Exactly what I said.” Liang Yuhang emphasized each word, “Mu Feng will not apologize, and he will not marry Liang Jingyi.”
“You’d better not interfere in this. Mu Feng can’t make his own decisions anyway.” Liang Zhaoqing didn’t want to argue with him. “I’m hanging up.”
Liang Yuhang stood by the window and quietly finished a cigarette.
He truly had no reason to interfere. The heir to the Liang family’s business was undecided, and things were already leaning toward Liang Jingyi. Stepping in now was no different from standing in complete opposition.
But those helpless eyes that had looked at him just now…
He couldn’t bear it. He was only nineteen, still a child.
Liang Yuhang took the thermometer, pushed open the bedroom door, and walked to the bed to take his temperature.
“39.2 degrees,” the thermometer read.
He went into the bathroom to get a wet towel, wiping his forehead to physically cool him down.
“Hot…” Mu Feng muttered in his sleep.
He kicked off the covers, revealing his pale legs. His whole face was scrunched up; he looked like he was in terrible pain.
Liang Yuhang lowered his gaze to look at him. “What do you want?”
“Want to be…” Mu Feng’s words were incoherent, completely controlled by the drug, repeating the same thing over and over.
Liang Yuhang reached out and pressed his hand over his lips, covering the overly scandalous answer, yet he could still hear the fragmented pleading.
“Mu Feng,” Liang Yuhang called him. “Who am I?”
Mu Feng was half-dreaming, half-awake. His consciousness cleared for a moment, and he opened his eyes to look at him.
His gaze traced the other man’s features; it couldn’t be clearer. This face had been in his heart for many years.
“Daddy,” he whispered, clutching the other’s wrist. “Help me.”
Liang Yuhang’s brow twitched.
Who was he calling? He had never called him that before.
Liang Yuhang’s right hand had already touched his waist, yet he continued to press: “Look clearly. Who am I? Say my name.”
Mu Feng stared at him, taking a few seconds to react before his lips moved slightly. “Liang Yuhang.”
The next second, Liang Yuhang’s left hand covered his eyes.
His right hand [moved down fiercely], yet his voice remained calm. “I’ll help you once. Forget about it tomorrow.
Translator’s Note:
Some notes on terms used:
- Mu the Knife (慕小刀): Jiang Yu’an’s nickname for him. It sounds cute but also points out Mu Feng’s hidden lethality.
- Relief Agent (舒缓剂): In the AO world of this novel, these are drugs that can either calm or, if misused as they were here, force an intense physiological response.
- Chairman Liang (梁理事长): Liang Yuhang’s father holds a high position in the military/governing council (the Lishihui).
- OOC (Out of Character): A term from fandom culture that Mu Feng uses to tease Liang Yuhang’s uncharacteristic behavior.
- The Safe Word (安全词) and “Daddy”: Mu Feng is definitely playing with fire using these terms.
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