The fear in Chenxing’s eyes grew more intense as she suppressed the layers of dread and panic rising in her heart. She stood quietly nearby, but the way she bit her finger joints betrayed her emotions.
What should I do? Shaocheng is only temporarily unable to stand, right?
She truly couldn’t imagine—if he were never able to stand again—would this powerful man crumble?
She wasn’t entirely sure if she herself would fall apart along with him!
Her mind automatically conjured the scene of their first eting.
That had been a day of rolling thunder and torrential rain; her hands were cuffed with cold, iron handcuffs.
At that ti, she thought her life was completely ruined, but right then, as if a beam of light pierced through the stormy, cloud-covered sky, the door burst open with a loud sound!
Dozens of n in black uniforms poured in with an imposing aura, standing silently in formation as they ushered him in. He was so handso, so sharp—she would always rember the way he walked, leisurely and unhurried, neither frantic nor restless... If he could no longer walk with that sa posture, an acidic pain overtook Chenxing’s whole body.
Watching the experts also showing troubled expressions, in that instant, she could no longer hold it back.
"Doctor Tian, what is the situation? Say sothing, please!"
Secretly biting her teeth together, she was truly afraid her next move would be to cry aloud. But rembering what Shaocheng had said—that no matter the circumstance, never cry, always smile for him—she forced down her tears, refusing to let even one drop escape.
Tian Buyu sighed deeply. He had ntioned earlier that Mr. Gu’s condition was already not promising, but he hadn’t expected it would worsen so aggressively.
Truly, plans never keep up with changes!
As Tian Buyu pondered, he furrowed his brows slightly, neither eting Chenxing’s gaze nor responding to her questions. He held on to the last shred of hope in his heart, hoping that the more experienced experts, after their examination, could offer comforting words.
Gu Shaocheng sat there calmly, his expression faint and composed. There was even the hint of a relaxed smile at the corner of his lips, as he reassured everyone: "Don’t be nervous. If I’m not scared, why are you panicking? It’s just sothing that was bound to happen eventually; maybe it’s just a matter of timing. I’ve already prepared myself ntally for this."
He smiled again, lowering his gaze slightly, "Chenxing, go make a cup of tea, lighter this ti. The flavor today is too strong."
Chenxing continued biting her finger joints hard, still staring directly into his eyes.
"Stop biting. If you bite until it scars, it’ll look terrible—and ugly scars make you even less attractive."
[So, I’ve been a little obsessed lately with writing about n in wheelchairs. Never written characters like this before, but I realized that a wheelchair-bound man who remains unbreakable, ruling the world from his seat, controlling everything—is just too charismatic and cool. Hehe. Indulging this little personal fantasy of mine, I decided to write about a man in a wheelchair. But don’t worry, it’s only temporary; he’ll be back on his feet soon. Just think of it as a "wheelchair experience" in life, a playful little mont—not sothing that will break him permanently. If it beca too devastating, you guys wouldn’t play along with , right? With that big of a threat hanging over us, of course I wouldn’t dare ss around. This storyline during his ti in the wheelchair will not be heavy; if anything, it will be lighter than previous arcs. Smile and face it—strong n are never defeated by anything. Rest assured.
Now, let recomnd an older novel for you—sothing to pass the ti when bored. It’s a romantic story about childhood sweethearts, and the male protagonist is absolutely devoted to the female lead. The title is "Charm World Series 4: Yan Zhi VS Si Jin." You can also search for the author’s na, "An Ying."
Synopsis: Also known as "Loving Wife: True Devotion Si Jin," it’s a widely circulated tale in China’s elite circles about the Crown Prince of the Yan Family abandoning power and privilege for his arranged wife. He takes her on a late-night flight to another country, starting from scratch—living in poverty and struggling together. Three months later, unable to bear the hardship, the arranged wife abandons him, runs back ho, and resus her princess-like lifestyle. "If you leave, I’ll consider you dead to . If I et you again soday, I’ll only see you as soone who looks like her," he declared seven years ago in heartbreak. Seven years passed, and she reappeared in his life—only for him to erupt furiously: "If you dare leave again, I’ll break your legs!"
Now, here’s a snippet of the male protagonist’s monologue: Yan Zhi: "I was two years old when I played with real guns as toys; four years old when I raced cars; six years old when I followed my uncles through the Amazon rainforest; ten years old when I could fly fighter jets, and twelve years old when I began undergoing training ten tis harsher than China’s special forces—in the Sahara Desert. Before I turned fifteen, I focused solely on martial arts; after fifteen, I began studying academics, completing eight PhDs at Harvard University in just five years—including one in finance. Honestly, my favorite subject is philosophy, but I’ve never shared that with anyone. My father said it’s more fitting for to pursue philosophy after I turn fifty, so I listened to him."
"I used to think I was more suited for the underworld. But my father told dangerous professions can’t provide won with a sense of security. Si Jin actually loves wealth, so I chose a career that allows to give her an abundant lifestyle along with security. People like us—we’re greedy. We want both kingdoms and love. Losing either would make our lives a failure."
"And that beloved woman—she’s not one among thousands, but the one you love deeply, utterly indispensable, no matter the thod, and she must be yours forever. Just one woman."
"Like my father, like the founder of Charm World I’ve heard about, like many uncles I know—these n would sacrifice everything to obtain the woman they desire. It’s not that they love won more than power; it’s that they believe power is easier to conquer, while winning over a woman’s heart is the true challenge. Once you conquer the hardest woman, power becos a triviality—what’s there to fear?"]
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