Zhang Bizhen’s sudden fall from the building instantly quieted the noisy crowd.

　　The air was deathly quiet.

　　However, in this shocking silence, Lin Qing, who had completely lost his mind, uttered an extremely inappropriate moan.

　　”Ah…” The young man spoke incoherently, his voice was soft and hot, his fair body exuded an alluring pink blush, and the ambiguous red marks dotted around him were like rose petals scattered on the snow.

　　He twisted his body vividly on the dark blue velvet, as soft as a soul-sucking mermaid.

　　”Save me…Anyone can save me…”

　　The moans that inspire endless imagination become a passionate and unrestrained invitation.

　　Falling from a building, panic, eroticism, and absurdity.

　　The colorful emotions make the air hot and sticky and suffocating.

　　The rich second generation became excited, and licked Lin Qing’s body inch by inch greedily with his eyes.

　　Lin Qing cried and was in a daze, “Save me…save me…”

　　The rich second generation said eagerly, “I’ll do it!”

　　But the next second, Wen Tian’s face was tense and he pushed him away with his shoulder.

　　The force was so great, as if there was some deep hatred.

　　”Hey?” The rich second generation staggered after being hit. Just as he was about to get angry, he found out that the person who hit him was Jiang Han’s boyfriend.

　　The rich second generation’s face darkened, and he wanted to see what he wanted to do.

　　Wen Tian walked quickly forward, grabbed the messy thin blanket and threw it up to cover Lin Qing completely.

　　The rich second generation raised his eyebrows in surprise.

　　Wen Tian quickly protected Lin Qing and shouted, “Get out!”

　　The frightened nanny and security guard of the Lin family came to their senses and rushed in to disperse the crowd.

　　The nanny cried and screamed, “Call an ambulance! Call the police!”

　　The nanny pushed through the crowd, rushed to Lin Qing’s bed, and pushed Wen Tian away with force, “Get lost! Don’t touch the young master!”

　　Wen Tian frowned, stood up and took a few steps back.

　　Jiang Han walked behind him at some point and hugged him gently.

　　”A Tian,” Jiang Han’s voice was full of pride, “You are great.”

　　Wen Tian stared at Lin Qing who was breaking down and crying, with deep resentment in his eyes.

　　Lin Qing could use such a disgusting method to deal with him, but the kindness in his bones would not allow him to retaliate in the same way.

　　But, is that the end of it?

　　Of course not.

　　The nanny had been giving Lin Qing ice water and using ice packs to cool him down.

　　Lin Qing regained some consciousness, and the shadow of the person he hated most appeared in his blurry vision.

　　”Get out! Get him out!” Lin Qing broke down and cried, “Wen Tian, ​​get out now!”

　　The nanny felt sorry for him and choked up, saying, “Mr. Wen, why are you still hanging around here? Aren’t you tired of seeing so many jokes?”

　　”What?” Wen Tian tilted his head slightly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

　　In an instant, the smile on the young man’s lips disappeared, and he said coldly, “This is my home.”

　　The nanny was stunned, “You…you…”

　　The nanny seemed to remember something and her eyes suddenly looked towards a drawer beside the bed.

　　The action was so sudden that Wen Tian and Jiang Han immediately became alert and looked at each other.

　　The next second, Jiang Han blocked the nanny, and Wen Tian quickly stepped forward and opened the drawer.

　　Click.

　　A novel that seemed to have just been opened and not yet closed properly fell out.

　　An extremely strong intuition rushed into my mind.

　　Wen Tian took a deep breath, clenched his fingers, slowly bent over, and picked up the novel.

　　He held the thick notebook in his hand, shaking slightly.

　　The nanny seemed to realize that she had done something stupid and sat down on the ground exhausted.

　　”It’s over. This is really over…”

　　Wen Tian’s fingers trembled as he gently stroked the book cover that was exactly the same as the one on the website.

　　On the cover, the illustration of the protagonists Lin Qing and Jiang Han is still vivid and beautiful. They stand together arm in arm, surrounded by cameras and spotlights, brilliant and shining.

　　The words “Distant Green Mountains” were extremely eye-catching.

　　Wen Tian slowly opened the book, and Jiang Han looked over and happened to see the first chapter, which described the passionate scene in the dim room of the hotel that night three years ago.

　　Jiang Han’s face turned pale.

　　He carefully took the novel from Wen Tian’s hand, frowned, and flipped through the pages one by one.

　　The text did not directly state that the person that night was the protagonist Lin Qing himself, but this vague writing style would of course make everyone subconsciously assume that the person with Jiang Han was Lin Qing.

　　Next, Yuanshan Qingqing did not specify the origin of the child. The protagonist suddenly brought the child to Jiang Han, and the child’s identity was recognized.

　　Jiang Han in the book is like a single-celled organism with only love in his life. Just because of that ambiguous night, he falls madly in love with Lin Qing, protects Lin Qing, and is willing to be Lin Qing’s backer. He even turns against his family and friends for Lin Qing, like an irrational tool.

　　When Jiang Han read the description in the book about how he and Song Cheng became enemies because of Lin Qing, and how Song Cheng went crazy for love and wanted to duel with him in the rain, he felt a chill on the back of his neck.

　　Wen Tian in the book is pathetic and insignificant, with no background and no future, living a humble and difficult life with a child.

　　Just because he saw Lin Qing on TV, he completely lost his mind and targeted Lin Qing everywhere.

　　Jiang Han’s brows were furrowed more and more, and the sharp lines on them showed his nausea and disgust at the moment.

　　The pages of the book turned quickly, Jiang Han flipped through the book with heartache and anxiety, and finally saw the sweet ending.

　　Jiang Han’s face turned pale.

　　”You know?” Jiang Han looked at Wen Tian, ​​who looked calm, in disbelief. “You know all this?”

　　Wen Tian glanced at the page that just happened to record his tragic ending, and hummed lightly.

　　”This is the world that revolves around Lin Qing.”

　　Jiang Han suddenly remembered the look Wen Tian gave the rich second generation through the woman when they were in the entertainment center just now.

　　So complicated, so sad.

　　When the rich second generation came over and asked in confusion if he needed help, Wen Tian had two chances.

　　But he gave up.

　　Jiang Han closed the book and hugged Wen Tian tightly with great heartache, “Ah Tian, ​​you are the best.”

　　.

　　At Songcheng’s home.

　　The three cubs were standing on the left and right, and one of them was blocking Song Cheng, refusing to let him go out no matter what.

　　Song Cheng breathed heavily, trying his best to suppress his anger and looked at the kid on the left, “Little cutie, don’t you listen to your uncle?”

　　The little kid was holding a bottle of milk, which contained freshly prepared milk powder by Songcheng.

　　It’s easy to be soft-hearted when someone else’s food is served to you.

　　Drinking the milk powder prepared by Uncle Song Cheng himself, the little kid lowered his head feeling a little guilty, looking aggrieved as if he was about to cry.

　　Song Cheng leaned forward slightly, with a determined smile on his lips, and coaxed, “Little darling, think about how your uncle treats you.”

　　”You pooped this morning and it was your uncle who cleaned your butt, right?”

　　The three-year-old looked like he was about to cry, but he nodded obediently, “Yeah.”

　　Song Cheng laughed, “Uncle is so good to you, can you bear to make him so uncomfortable?”

　　The baby pursed his light pink lips, and his eyes instantly turned red.

　　”Besides, uncle is going to protect your father. Wouldn’t it be good to have one more person to protect your father? Besides, your uncle Jiang is there, so he will be fine, right?” Song Cheng took out a handful of lollipops from his pocket and coaxed the child like a devil, “Be good, as long as you let uncle go out, these lollipops are all yours.”

　　Little cub: Gulp.