The Yandere Disabled Boss’s Pampering (1)
The dizziness from leaving the world left Song Chubai feeling somewhat dazed.
In the previous world, he had stayed with Lu Chenhan all the way until Lu Chenhan passed away of old age.
Ever since he got together with Lu Chenhan, he had never relapsed, and he did not even know whether the mission was completed.
Within the pure white space, Song Chubai looked at the small ball of light in front of him and asked, “Qi Qi, is the mission completed?”
“Completed!” Qi Qi spun around Song Chubai. “The host is amazing! You have already accumulated one resurrection point. Once you accumulate one hundred resurrection points, the host will be able to resurrect!”
Song Chubai nodded. Hesitating for a moment, he could not help asking, “Will I meet him again?”
Who this “him” referred to went without saying.
“Who knows?” Qi Qi said with a mysterious tone. “That requires the host to discover it for yourself.”
Song Chubai’s eyes flashed slightly, his long, slender eyelashes casting shadows in his eye sockets.
He sat quietly there, his fair skin looking as if it were glowing, dazzling to a shocking degree.
After a long while, he lifted his gaze slightly and curved his lips into a smile. “I know. Thank you, Qi Qi.”
He raised his hand and hooked his fingertip at the small ball of light in front of him. “What is the next world?”
“I will transmit the story background to the host first.” Qi Qi said.
Soon, Song Chubai felt something extra in his mind. It was the story background regarding the next world.
Duan Yimo was the target whose illness he needed to treat, and he was also the head of the largest intelligence organization in that world.
On the surface, he was the CEO of a cybersecurity engineering firm. In reality, he controlled nearly the entire world’s intelligence network.
Yet, a man like this was disabled, paralyzed in both legs.
It was the kind of paralysis where all doctors had judged that he would never be able to stand up for the rest of his life.
Because of his disability, he stayed in the estate year-round and rarely went outside. The Duan family had heard from some master that finding a little bride to ward off bad luck and bring good fortune might help Duan Yimo’s legs get better.
Thus, after calculating every possible detail, the Duan family finally tracked down an illegitimate son whom the Song family had abandoned outside.
This time, his identity was precisely that illegitimate son of the Song family.
Song Chubai’s eyelashes fluttered slightly. After roughly sorting out the story background, he spoke up, “Let us go to the next world.”
“Alright.” Qi Qi quickly initiated the transmission.
A wave of dizziness washed over him, and Song Chubai’s consciousness was quickly swallowed up.
Before his consciousness vanished, he had only a single thought: How on earth was he supposed to cure someone with paralyzed legs?
This question received no answer even by the time he opened his eyes.
The moment his eyes opened, he heard a somewhat sharp female voice next to him.
“When you go to the Duan family, do not harbor any crooked thoughts. Just follow President Duan obediently, understand?”
Song Chubai opened his eyes, blinked, and obediently replied with an “Mn.”
Seeing that he was actually being this obedient, a look of skepticism crossed her face.
“You are not running away anymore?” she asked.
Song Chubai nodded. “I am not running away anymore.”
“I thought about it carefully. Following Duan Yimo is pretty good, at least I will not have to worry about having food to eat.”
Only then did Mother Song nod in satisfaction. “Alright, the Duan family’s people have already come to pick you up. Head on down.”
Song Chubai stood up and walked toward the stairs.
Everything here was entirely unfamiliar, both to him and to this body.
The original owner had only been recognized and brought back a month ago, having lived in the slums prior to that, so everything about the Song family was foreign to him.
Yet the Duan family insisted that a Song family member must marry over, and Mother Song had no daughters while being unwilling to let her only precious son marry a disabled man. After turning it over in her mind, she decided that this illegitimate son marrying over was the best option.
Since he was an illegitimate son anyway, wasn’t the very purpose of an illegitimate son’s existence to block disasters for her own son?
Upon hearing about this matter, the original owner had run away several times only to be dragged back each time. It was only a few hours ago, seeing that the Duan family was about to arrive to pick him up, that he swallowed sleeping pills and fell completely asleep.
When he woke up once more, this vessel had already been replaced by him.
Song Chubai’s eyes flashed as he looked outside.
A low-key Land Rover was waiting outside, and there was only a single man dressed in a black suit with a buzz cut waiting in the living room.
Seeing him come down, the man looked him up and down without even exchanging a single pleasantry, stating bluntly, “Let us go.”
He did not even glance at Mother Song nearby, leading Song Chubai away immediately.
Song Chubai did not make a sound either, quietly following behind the buzz-cut man.
After getting into the car, the buzz-cut man kept silent the entire way as he drove.
The car drove all the way, and an hour later, it arrived at an estate.
It was a true estate.
Roughly estimated to cover hundreds of square miles, it had pavilions, terraces, pools, and gardens with everything one could possibly want.
However, the somewhat regrettable part was that the flowers in the garden looked entirely neglected, with many of them having already withered.
The buzz-cut man led him through a long garden corridor, arriving in front of a two-story small villa.
He knocked on the door, but there was no response.
The buzz-cut man seemed accustomed to such silence, turning his head to look at Song Chubai as he said, “Wait here. Whenever the door inside opens, that is when you can go in.”
Song Chubai blinked and asked curiously, “Can I only wait right here? Can I not wait in the garden over there?”
The buzz-cut man paused for a moment before adding, “You can.”
“As long as you do not leave the estate.”
“But I must warn you, the time the door stays open might be very short. If you miss the opening time, you will have to keep waiting indefinitely.”
Song Chubai nodded understandingly and curved his lips into a smile. “Thank you.”
Thanks to Lu Chenhan taking him to various business banquets in the previous world, he was now able to talk to humans with a fair degree of calmness.
That was simply a huge progress!
The buzz-cut man nodded expressionlessly and quickly turned to leave.
Once the buzz-cut man left, he was left all alone in this massive estate.
Oh wait, perhaps his mission target, Duan Yimo, was also here.
However, he had no idea where he was, so for now, he was still all by himself!
Song Chubai looked at the enormous garden, a thought stirring in his mind.
He rolled up his sleeves, searched around, and found a shovel and a watering can in a corner.
Such a beautiful garden, yet the planted flowers were not properly cared for and tended to, with most of them withered. Well then, he would just have to save them!
Song Chubai was full of high spirits, never imagining that on the second floor of the villa, a pair of eyes was watching him.
The dazzling sunlight fell upon Song Chubai, making his skin look so fair that it seemed to glow.
The beads of fine sweat oozing from his forehead reflected a ray of light, which entered Duan Yimo’s field of vision.
Sitting in a wheelchair, his fingers tapped lightly and rhythmically against the armrests.
After a long while, the corners of his mouth curved upward slightly, a dark glint flashing through his deep, secluded eyes.
“Interesting.”
This little bride that the people of the Duan family found for him was quite interesting indeed.
He was rather curious as to what kind of surprises he would bring him. Hopefully, he would not disappoint him.