"You're being this nice? Name your terms first!"
Zhou Fan turned around but didn't take the phone. Instead, he watched Fan warily.
"What's that supposed to mean? Considering our relationship, this is a gift. Just don't forget what you promised me."
Fan said without batting an eye, handing the phone directly to Zhou Fan. "I'm sure your sharp instincts have already told you who hired Zhang Lei to grab your wife. But as for Zhang Lei's identity, you'll never guess."
As Zhou Fan read the contents of the phone, Fan began to speak slowly. "I think this explains why he didn't use your wife to threaten you, but instead threw him into the river!"
"Thanks for this. Can you take us home?"
Zhou Fan said sincerely after he finished reading.
After saying goodbye to Fan, Zhou Fan, with Chu Yan's help, peeled off his clothes, which were caked with blood and stuck to his skin.
Seeing Zhou Fan covered in wounds and bloodstains, Chu Yan couldn't hold back any longer. She threw herself onto him and began to sob.
"I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry, honey. It's all my fault you're hurt this badly!"
Chu Yan so rarely apologized that hearing her say it three times in a row made Zhou Fan's heart ache.
"You're my wife, you don't have to apologize. If you really feel bad, you can wait until I'm all healed up and make it up to me properly."
Zhou Fan gently stroked Chu Yan's head, but the words that came out were Durian words, which made Chu Yan not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Oh, you. You're this injured, and you're still thinking about *that*. Just lie down. I'll give you a sponge bath, and then I'll call a private doctor."
Chu Yan wiped away her tears and swatted at Zhou Fan indignantly.
"Don't go to all that trouble. Just help me fill the bathtub. I have my own way of handling this."
Zhou Fan shook his head. His injuries were so severe that an ordinary doctor would probably faint at the sight of them. Besides, their methods might not be as effective as his own.
Remembering Zhou Fan's almost miraculous medical skills, Chu Yan nodded.
"Honey, you should go wash up and get some rest, too. Don't go to the office today."
Leaning on Chu Yan for support, Zhou Fan walked into the bathroom, turning back to add his gentle instruction.
Chu Yan wanted to refuse. The company had just closed a huge deal, and so much was waiting for her to handle. But when she saw the look in Zhou Fan's eyes, which brooked no argument, she could only nod.
Zhou Fan took out the Wall-Breaking Liquid and poured the entire contents into the bathtub. Then, gritting his teeth against the pain, he lowered himself into the water.
'Chu Yifeng. This is the third time.'
'The first time, he sent Scarface to kidnap Chu Yan.'
'The second time, he sent Scarface and his men to ambush us on the way home.'
'And this third time, he nearly got Chu Yan killed and left me severely injured!'
'Do you really think I don't know it's you? That I won't kill you?'
Zhou Fan closed his eyes, letting the Wall-Breaking Liquid seep into his body through his wounds while he recalled the information on Fan's phone.
But just as Fan had said, he truly hadn't expected Zhang Lei's identity.
Zhang Lei was born into an ordinary working-class family in Jiang Province and had a sister a few years older than him.
Several years ago, Chu Yifeng's father, Chu Peiyu, went to Jiang Province. He took a liking to Zhang Lei's sister and abducted her, which ultimately led to her suicide.
To cover it up, the inhuman Chu Peiyu actually sent men to slaughter Zhang Lei's entire family. Fortunately, Zhang Lei managed to escape by hiding silently in a closet.
'After years in hiding, Zhang Lei's only goal was to avenge his sister and parents. Knowing full well that Chu Yan and Chu Yifeng were at odds, why would he actually try to kill her?'
'He wanted to use an expert like me to help him eliminate Chu Peiyu and Chu Yifeng!'
This last point was Fan's analysis, and Zhou Fan found himself agreeing with it.
Suddenly, Zhou Fan's hands gripped the edge of the tub, his face twisting in agony. The veins on his neck bulged violently.
After what felt like an eternity, the sensation of his insides being torn apart gradually subsided. Zhou Fan couldn't hold on any longer and passed out.
"You're awake? Then you can move your hand now."
The moment Zhou Fan woke up, he heard Chu Yan's voice beside him. He turned his head to look at her and couldn't help but grin mischievously.
"Don't be so stingy."
Chu Yan was speechless. When she'd found Zhou Fan passed out, she had struggled to get him back to bed. She had then lain down beside him in her pajamas, but it wasn't long before the guy's hand started to wander.
Chu Yan hadn't pushed him away this time, since he was unconscious anyway. But now that he was awake, his actions were getting a little embarrassing.
"You can leave your hand there, but can you stop moving it around?"
"Huh? Was I moving it? Honey, I know we're close, but you can't just accuse me like that!"
"Pah! Why don't you take a look at what you're doing?"
"Alright, let me take a look!"
"Get away from me, you Durian!"
It was the first time the two of them had ever played around so happily. In the end, it was Chu Yan who compromised, snuggling obediently in Zhou Fan's arms and letting him take whatever liberties he wanted.
"Honey, can you let me be the one to deal with Chu Yifeng first? If I can't handle it, then you can step in."