Mo Xuchen glanced at the person lying on the bed, his brows furrowing imperceptibly.  

The previously dirty face had been wiped clean, but now it was flushed red from fever…  

Su Yuyan stroked his chin, observing that Ji Yunzhi’s injuries looked like they were from a car accident. Drawing on years of experience, he ventured a guess:  

“Did you hit him with your car or something?”  

If that were the case, it would make sense why Mo Xuchen had brought him home.  

But…  

“Wait, no—these don’t look like fresh injuries.”  

Mo Xuchen had also seen the wounds while changing Ji Yunzhi’s clothes. It was unclear how they had happened, but they appeared to be somewhat old, with some scrapes already scabbed over.  

This person seemed completely oblivious to pain, still rummaging through trash for food despite his injuries…  

Mo Xuchen recalled how Ji Yunzhi called him “husband” every time they met. Pressing his lips together, he asked:  

“Was his head damaged in the crash?”  

Su Yuyan: “…”  

Well, that was blunt.  

“I did a quick check earlier. There are signs of a severe impact to his head, but whether it caused any lasting damage would require a hospital examination to confirm.”  

Chen Qi scratched his head. So that’s why this guy seemed so foolish—his brain really might be messed up…  

Turns out he wasn’t sent by an enemy, just genuinely mentally impaired.  

Oh no, oh no… Was this little fool going to latch onto President Mo from now on?  

After all, the moment he saw Mo Xuchen, he called him “husband”… Should he keep a close eye on him?  

But then again, President Mo didn’t seem to mind much—he’d even brought him home. Maybe they could revisit the issue later.  

Ji Yunzhi’s thick lashes fluttered twice before his eyes slowly opened, staring blankly at the ceiling in confusion.  

Sensing he was in an unfamiliar place, his round eyes filled with bewilderment.  

Chen Qi was the first to notice Ji Yunzhi waking up. Pointing at him, he said to Mo Xuchen, “President Mo, he’s awake.”  

Hearing Chen Qi’s voice—and the words “President Mo”—Ji Yunzhi immediately turned his gaze toward Mo Xuchen.  

The moment he saw him, his delicate face lit up with a radiant smile, and he called out hoarsely:  

“Husband…”  

Su Yuyan: “!!!”  

What did he just hear?!  

Su Yuyan stared at Mo Xuchen in shock, stammering, “H-Husband…?”  

Mo Xuchen shot him with a cool glance and said expressionlessly:  

“I’m not your husband. Stop calling me that.”  

Su Yuyan rolled his eyes in disgust.  

Psycho!  

He wasn’t the one who’d called him “husband.”  

“He’s calling you ‘husband,’ and you just said you don’t know him?”  

“Ugh, what a scumbag!”  

“Wait… Since when did you secretly get married behind our backs?”  

Mo-the-scumbag-Xuchen: “…”  

He really didn’t feel like entertaining Su Yuyan’s nonsense.  

Chen Qi quickly explained to Su Yuyan why Ji Yunzhi kept calling Mo Xuchen “husband.” After hearing it, Su Yuyan’s lips twitched.  

“Seriously?”  

“He just latched onto you and started calling you ‘husband’ out of nowhere?”

Chen Qi nodded with a smile.  

“Husband… where is this?”  

“Husband, why aren’t you talking to me?”  

Mo Xuchen: “…”  

This little brat kept calling him “husband” nonstop, giving him a headache. How was he supposed to respond?  

Even sick, he still talked so much.  

Su Yuyan chuckled and patted Mo Xuchen’s shoulder. “Ah-Chen, why aren’t you answering? Your wife is calling you.”  

Mo Xuchen swatted his hand away in annoyance.  

“He’s not my wife.”  

Pursing his lips, he said sternly to Ji Yunzhi, “You—stop calling me ‘husband.'”  

Ji Yunzhi puffed out his cheeks and asked in confusion, “Why can’t I call you husband?”  

Mo Xuchen felt like his head was about to split. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he mustered all the patience he had left and explained,  

“Because I’m not your husband, so you can’t call me that.”  

Ji Yunzhi shook his head stubbornly and insisted,  

“But you are my husband!!!”  

Ji Yunzhi firmly believed that calling someone “husband” would get him good food, so he was determined to keep calling Mo Xuchen that.  

If he called him “husband,” his “husband” would give him everything he wanted.  

Of course, he hadn’t just picked anyone—he’d specifically chosen the most handsome “husband” he could find!  

He was a clever one (*^▽^*)  

No way was he letting such a good-looking husband slip away.  

Su Yuyan couldn’t hold back a snort of laughter.  

This kid had guts—out of all people, he’d latched onto Mo Xuchen, the king of icy expressions, as his “husband.”  

Mo Xuchen: “…”  

He shot Su Yuyan a sharp glare. “Check him again and ask for his basic information.”  

Mo Xuchen really couldn’t stand hearing Ji Yunzhi call him “husband” anymore. The less he talked to this person, the better.  

Su Yuyan leaned down slightly and asked gently, “Little guy, what’s your name?”  

“Where do you live?”  

“How old are you? Do you remember?”  

Mo Xuchen: “…”  

“Su Yuyan, are you a pediatrician now?”  

Mo Xuchen was being polite—this coaxing tone made him sound like a kidnapper!  

Su Yuyan shot him a look. “Shut up. I’m just trying not to scare your wife!”  

Mo Xuchen: “He. Is. Not. My. Wife!!!”  

Ji Yunzhi nodded seriously and said to Su Yuyan, “Right, I’m not his wife.”  

Su Yuyan’s lips twitched. “Uh… then why are you calling him ‘husband’?”  

Ji Yunzhi smiled innocently. “Because he is my husband.”  

The logic… was truly something else.  

Su Yuyan stood up expressionlessly, moved next to Mo Xuchen, and muttered,  

“Maybe you should just take him to the hospital.”  

“I think his brain is seriously damaged.”  

Mo Xuchen pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. “I’ll do it when I have time.”  

He must have worked too much overtime today, his mind foggy from exhaustion, to have decided to bring this person home and even change his clothes himself.  

Ji Yunzhi only stayed awake for a short while before the medicine took effect, and he soon fell back into a deep sleep.  

Mo Xuchen stayed until the IV drip was finished, removing the needle himself before finally returning to his own room to sleep.  

He’d really brought trouble upon himself…  

In the middle of the night, a loud clap of thunder echoed. Mo Xuchen’s eyes snapped open in the darkness.  

He wondered how that person was doing—had the thunder woke him up?  

The moment this thought crossed his mind, Mo Xuchen was stunned.  

Since when had he become so meddlesome?