Shen Nanxing was stunned by the sudden kiss, his pupils shaking. This was his first kiss! Was Fu Zhiyuan this good at kissing? He could barely breathe. Fu Zhiyuan noticed his distraction and playfully bit the corner of his mouth. Just as Shen Nanxing thought he might suffocate from the kiss, Fu Zhiyuan gently pecked his lips a few times and ended the kiss.

Shen Nanxing’s heart was racing, and his face was flushed. He seriously suspected his heart condition was acting up again. Otherwise, why couldn’t he catch his breath? He stared at Fu Zhiyuan with misty eyes and accused, “Who gave you permission to kiss me?”

Fu Zhiyuan’s eyes were full of satisfaction as he spoke in a low voice, “I kissed my boyfriend. What’s the problem?”

Shen Nanxing punched him lightly in the chest. “Next time, if you kiss me without my permission, I’ll break up with you!” He didn’t believe Fu Zhiyuan could be so bold!

Fu Zhiyuan held his hand and gently stroked the smooth skin of his palm, his gaze darkening with desire. “Xingbao, I don’t like those two words!” He pulled Shen Nanxing into a tight embrace. “Everything else is fine, but breaking up—don’t even think about it!”

Shen Nanxing sighed helplessly. “Great, it’s starting again!” He poked Fu Zhiyuan’s chest in frustration. “Can you stop with the ‘dominant CEO’ act?”

Fu Zhiyuan looked at him with a pitiful expression. “You were the one who wanted to break up with me first.”

Shen Nanxing raised his head to look at him, but his tone turned anxious. “What’s going on with your neck?”

Fu Zhiyuan felt a slight itch on his neck and scratched it absentmindedly, asking, “What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong? It’s all red and swollen. Don’t you feel it?” Shen Nanxing immediately stopped him, his eyes full of concern.

Fu Zhiyuan, however, smiled at him absentmindedly, showing no sense of urgency. Shen Nanxing, seeing that he was still in the mood to laugh, couldn’t hold back and gave him a light kick. “You’re still laughing? Did you eat something you’re allergic to?”

Fu Zhiyuan thought for a moment. “I think I ate a seafood-flavored ball.”

Shen Nanxing pointed to the takoyaki on the table. “Could it have been this?” Seeing Fu Zhiyuan nod, Shen Nanxing couldn’t hold back any longer. He scolded, “Fu Zhiyuan, are you an idiot? You’re allergic to seafood and you still ate it?”

Now, Shen Nanxing was sure Fu Zhiyuan was indeed allergic to seafood.

Fu Zhiyuan, though scolded, secretly felt pleased—his wife was concerned about him, and that made him happy. He weakly defended himself, “It was bought by my wife. I thought eating a little wouldn’t matter, so I…”

Shen Nanxing immediately shoved him away. “So you ate it knowing you’re allergic to seafood?”

“Are you trying to torture yourself?”

Fu Zhiyuan paused for a moment, then sincerely apologized, “Sorry, I was wrong.”

Shen Nanxing felt completely unable to communicate with him. Was he aware that severe allergies could be life-threatening? He hurriedly grabbed Fu Zhiyuan’s hand and headed out.

Fu Zhiyuan obediently followed behind. “Wife, where are we going?”

Shen Nanxing glared at him. “Of course, we’re going to the hospital to save your stupid life!”

Fu Zhiyuan contentedly enjoyed Shen Nanxing’s concern. It seemed that after his wife’s memory loss, she had grown to love him even more. He smiled to himself.

On the elevator, Shen Nanxing and Fu Zhiyuan ran into the assistant who was heading upstairs. The assistant, once again forced into action, became the driver this time. While in the backseat, Shen Nanxing held Fu Zhiyuan’s hand tightly to prevent him from scratching his neck or face.

Fu Zhiyuan’s cheeks and neck were red and swollen, and it itched terribly. To distract himself, he buried his head into Shen Nanxing’s chest, pressing close.

Shen Nanxing, soft-hearted, gently patted the back of his head and comforted, “We’ll be at the hospital soon, hang in there.”

Soon, Shen Nanxing took Fu Zhiyuan to the doctor and got some ointment. Fortunately, the doctor said the seafood intake was minimal and the allergic reaction was mild.

Shen Nanxing finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his tone was still harsh as he applied the ointment carefully. “If you ever do this again, I’ll bite you to death!”

Fu Zhiyuan looked at Shen Nanxing applying the ointment with increasing affection. “Bite me to death? That sounds interesting! Is this some kind of new reward?”

Shen Nanxing thought he had scared him and nodded firmly. “Yes! I’ll have the neighbor’s guard dog bite you to death!”

After applying the ointment, Shen Nanxing threw the cotton swab and tissue into the trash. Fu Zhiyuan, still not content, hugged him tightly. “Thanks for putting the medicine on me, wife.”

In a deep, affectionate tone, warm breaths brushed against Shen Nanxing’s ear.

Shen Nanxing awkwardly leaned back, saying, “I’ve told you so many times, don’t call me ‘wife’!” However, Fu Zhiyuan ignored him and rubbed his head against his neck, repeatedly calling him “wife.” From a distance, their interaction looked natural and harmonious, incredibly well-matched, which made others envious. But to Lin Bai, this scene was nothing but jealousy.

“Why? Why is Shen Nanxing so happy?” Lin Bai thought bitterly, feeling as though Shen Nanxing had taken something that was rightfully his. His eyes, filled with resentment, never even noticed how deeply his nails dug into his flesh. Without knowing why, he quietly followed Shen Nanxing and Fu Zhiyuan. He had completely forgotten that he had come to pick up medicine for his mother.

Fu Zhiyuan glanced at the time, draping his arm over Shen Nanxing’s shoulder, speaking in a casual and lazy tone, “Wife, let’s go eat.”

“What time is it? Are you a bottomless pit?” Shen Nanxing retorted, but Fu Zhiyuan had already made up his mind to bring him home today. He started playing the sympathy card. “We haven’t eaten together in a long time. Can’t you fulfill the wish of your sick partner?”

Shen Nanxing couldn’t stand his tone and shivered inwardly. “Keep acting!” Who could out-act him?

Undeterred by Shen Nanxing seeing through his act, Fu Zhiyuan went for his secret weapon. “Cotton Candy misses you too. Don’t you want to see it?”

Shen Nanxing stopped in his tracks. Over the past few days, Fu Zhiyuan had called him on video, using the excuse of showing him the cat. But when he joined the video calls, it was mostly Fu Zhiyuan’s face, making him itch with curiosity, but too shy to ask for more glimpses of the cat. He innocently asked, “You’re bringing Cotton Candy, and then we’ll go eat together?”

Fu Zhiyuan responded with an indifferent “Mm.”

Thinking of Cotton Candy, Shen Nanxing reluctantly agreed.

Fu Zhiyuan’s lips curled into a smile. Finally, he could take his “wife” home.

They left the hospital and got into the car, unaware that someone was trailing behind them. Lin Bai watched as their car drove off, feeling more and more resentful.

The man beside Shen Nanxing was someone Lin Bai had seen before—Fu Chengyu’s uncle, the cold and unapproachable head of the Fu family. He had wondered why Shen Nanxing had so easily broken off his engagement with Fu Chengyu. Now, he understood—it was because he had hooked up with Fu Chengyu’s uncle.

A malicious gleam flashed in Lin Bai’s eyes as a sinister plan began to form in his mind.