Returning to his bedroom, Shen Hao’s eyes immediately swept toward the bed.
The sheets were neatly arranged, but yui ling was no longer there.
He stood motionless for a moment, his gaze lingering on the empty pillow where her head had rested just a while ago, a soft, fond warmth flickering in his eyes.
Turning around, he walked down the hallway to yui ling’s room and knocked gently on the door.
For a few seconds, there was complete silence.
Then, the faint sound of light, hurried footsteps echoed from inside.
The door swung open, revealing yui ling.
She had already taken a shower.
Her damp hair fell softly around her shoulders, and she was dressed in a sleek, modern secretary outfit—a crisp, high-collared white blouse tucked into a dark, form-fitting pencil skirt.
It was a look that blended professionalism with an undeniable, quiet charm.
Her silver, freshly washed hair was elegantly styled into a high, polished ponytail, secured with a sleek clip, while a few delicate, soft strands framed her face.
Catching sight of him, she blinked and asked politely, “Young Master Shen, have you had breakfast?
Are you leaving for the company soon?
I’ll finish my breakfast quickly so we can head out together.”
Before she could finish, Shen Hao reached out, gently grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her close.
“Ah…!” a tiny gasp escaped her lips as she stumbled slightly against his chest.
Shen Hao looked down at her with a soft, affectionate smile and murmured, “Didn’t I tell you earlier?
You don’t need to call me Young Master Shen.call me Shen Hao.
“Shen..”yui ling’s entire face flushed as red as a ripe tomato.
Memories of the previous night—the wild passion, the raw intensity, and the sheer madness they had shared—came rushing back like a tidal wave, making her heart race.
Averting her bashful eyes from his intense gaze, she bit her lip softly and murmured, “I…
I’m still going to call you Master Shen in front of everyone else.”
“Oh…and why are you going to do this.”
Pushing past her blush, yui ling gathered her courage and looked straight into Shen Hao’s eyes.
“Besides…” she added, a sudden subtle firmness in her voice as her gaze met his, “you already have a fiancée.”
Shen Hao opened his mouth, about to tell her that he was already planning to break off the engagement.
But before the words could leave his lips, a voice cut through the quiet hallway.
A young maid neatly dressed walked around the corner.
The second her eyes fell on them, with Shen Hao’s arm wrapped firmly around yui ling’s waist, she froze in total shock, her cheeks instantly burning.
Quickly averting her eyes, she cleared her throat and stammered, “M-Master Shen…
your father is calling for you at the breakfast table.
He said he has something important to discuss with you.”
A wave of annoyance washed over Shen Hao’s face.
He was clearly irked that their conversation had been cut short so abruptly.
Glancing at the maid, he said in a cold tone, “Go tell my father I’ll be right there.
I have something important to take care of first.”
Hearing his words, yui ling took the opportunity to wriggle out of his firm grip on her waist.
Stepping back, she offered a swift, innocent smile and said, “I actually have something to discuss with Uncle Shen as well, so I’ll be having breakfast with him today.”
Before Shen Hao could utter a single word of protest, she spun on her heel and practically jogged away down the hallway.
Shen Hao stood there, helpless, unable to call her back.
Left with no other choice, he sighed deeply and followed right behind her.
They made their way to the grand dining hall, where a massive, polished dining table dominated the center of the room.
Seated at the head of the table was a sharp-looking, middle-aged man with short, slicked-back black hair and striking emerald-green eyes, exuding an air of quiet authority.
Right beside him sat a stunning woman—her long, luscious silver hair cascading past her shoulders, perfectly complementing her deep blue eyes and elegant attire.
These were Shen Hao’s father and mother.
A few seats down sat Shen Tian, calmly enjoying his breakfast.
The moment Shen Hao walked in, Shen Tian looked up and flashed him a sweet, perfectly innocent smile.
Yui ling chose a seat directly opposite Shen Tian, placing herself right beside Shen Hao’s mother.
Shen Hao, on the other hand, pulled out the chair next to his father at the front of the long table and took his seat.
Shen Hao pulled out his chair and greeted his parents with a calm respect, “Good morning, Father.
Good morning, Mother.”
“Good morning, son,” his father replied with a warm, approving nod, while his mother offered him a gentle smile.
Setting down his coffee cup, Shen Hao’s father turned his attention directly to him.
“Shrn Hao, I know you are extremely busy with your gaming project these days, but I called you here today because there is something important I need to discuss with you.”
He paused, gesturing toward Shen Tian.
“You already know how remarkably skilled your cousin Shen Tian is in medical science.
A month ago, when he first came to live with us, my health was deteriorating rapidly.
But ever since he took over my treatment, I’ve felt better than ever.”
Leaning forward slightly, his father continued with a serious expression, “Because of his incredible talents, I am planning to hand over one of our family’s private hospitals to him—to let him run it independently.
I wanted to hear your thoughts on this.
You don’t have any objections, do you?”
Before Shen Hou could offer a response, Shen Tian waved his hands frantically, adopting an excessively modest and humble tone.
“No, no, Uncle!
You really don’t need to do something so grand for me!
Although my only wish is to treat patients and save lives with my medical skills, I could never accept a whole hospital from you.
I will build my own practice from scratch someday, so please don’t worry about me.”
Shen Hao’s father let out a soft, pleased laugh and shook his head.
“Nonsense!
With talent like yours, the sooner you start helping people, the better it is for everyone.
In fact, I wanted to hand the private hospital over to you directly…
but legally, that property was already transferred under Shen Hao’s name a while ago.
That is why I am asking him.”
Shen Hao opened his mouth, about to give his answer, but once again, he was interrupted.
“Honey,” Shen Hao’s mother interjected, her gentle voice laced with concern as she looked at her husband.
“I really don’t think it’s a wise idea to burden a child with the massive responsibility of running an entire hospital.
After all, Shen Tian is only sixteen years old.
I doubt he has enough experience to manage something so complex.”
Shen Hao father chuckled lightly, shaking his head.
“Have you forgotten how exceptional his medical skills are?
And don’t tell me you aren’t grateful to him for what he did.
If it weren’t for Shen Tian’s intervention, I honestly don’t think I would even be sitting here alive with you today.”
Shen Hao opened his mouth to finally speak, but Shen Tian cut in once again, putting on a worried expression as he looked at Shen Hao’s father.
“No, no, Uncle…
Auntie is right,” Shen Tian said, lowering his head meekly.
“I really don’t think I’m capable of handling such a huge responsibility right now.”
Shen Hao’s father looked at him, shaking his head with a affectionate smile.
“If Shen Hao can run an entire gaming company at just seventeen years old, why can’t you manage a hospital?
I have absolute faith in your abilities.
Don’t refuse this.
Shen Hou was reaching his breaking point.
His knuckles turned white as he prepared to slam his hands on the table and flatly refuse to hand over his property.
But right as the words hovered on the tip of his tongue, he caught a tiny, almost imperceptible detail—a faint, fleeting grin lingering on Shen Tian’s lips, as if smile of victory.
Seeing that smug expression, Shen Hao forced his anger down.
He slowly leaned back into his chair, taking a deep, quiet breath to steady his mind.
‘Calm down, Shen Hao…
Act with a cool head,’ he warned himself, listing the bizarre abnormalities in his head:
First, the system attack launched against him recently.
Second, Shen Tian’s impossible physical transformation—dropping massive weight and turning into a bodybuilder within a single month.
Third, his suspiciously convenient arrival right when his father fell severely ill, along with his miraculous cure.
And fourth…
as far as Shen Hao remembered, Shen Tian had never studied medicine a day in his life.
Where on earth did he suddenly gain top-tier medical knowledge?
‘There is no way in hell I am giving him this hospital,’ Shen Hao realized, his eyes narrowing into cold slits.
‘All of this is connected.
If I lose my temper now, I fall right into his trap.
I need to keep my composure and find a way out of this corner.’