QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 221 - 8.8

"Tsk, look at this, it’s strange for us to be in the same room together."

Jiang Jiamian sat down on the sofa with a slight grumble, propped his injured leg up on the table, and lazily glanced at Fu Yanchen in the wheelchair, "Tell me, brother-in-law, what do you think about the offer I made?"

"I can give you five million."

Fu Yanchen’s expression didn’t change, but his eyes gleamed with a cold intensity., "And if you manage to cure my leg, I’ll give you another five million."

When he saw Jiang Jiamian’s eyes light up, Fu Yanchen slowly rolled forward, stopping directly across the narrow table. "But if you waste my time or make a fool of me... Then not only you, but your entire Jiang family will disappear."

Jiang Jiamian shrugged his shoulders, "Well, now I’m scared. Is it too late to take back what I said?"

Fu Yanchen raised an eyebrow, sneering, "What do you think?"

After daring to provoke him, now he wanted to back down?

Who gave him the courage to do so?

Jiang Jiamian spread his hands helplessly, "I was just bragging! You weren’t actually supposed to take it seriously. Do I look like someone who knows how to cure your legs? If I had real skills, would I still be limping around behind you like a zombie? Getting dragged through rehab while wailing like a dying cat?"

Fu Yanchen’s expression turned even gloomier, his eyes fell on his legs, then slowly moved away, "Then prepare for your whole family to pay the price."

For some reason, even though the other party denied that he had a solution, he still felt that the other party was joking now and was telling the truth before.

Could it be that he was blindly holding on to a hopeless cause to the point of stupidity?

But no matter how he tried, the strange feeling in his heart couldn’t be shaken.

Especially when he looked into those eyes, it felt as if his soul was under a spell, drawn to believe those seemingly illogical, even playful, words.

"Well, since you’re pushing me like this..." Jiang Jiamian deliberately placed his other leg on the table, the sole of his shoe blocking Fu Yanchen’s gloomy face in his line of sight, "Then I have no choice. Even if it’s a matter of luck, I have to give it a try! But Mr. Fu will have to be the guinea pig this time."

Before Fu Yanchen could get angry, Jiang Jiamian quickly added, "But we have to agree on all the conditions beforehand. Since you’re trusting my method, you’ll have to follow my instructions completely. Otherwise, if it fails, it can’t be blamed on me."

"Follow your instructions?"

Fu Yanchen almost laughed, "You’re the first person who dares to ask me this."

Even the doctors never dared to demand that he follow their instructions. Is Jiang Jiamian just a newborn calf blind to danger, or is he simply confident that he can’t do anything to him?

"Naturally. Every bite you take, every sip you drink, it all affects your body in ways you may not notice, but I do. If you go off-plan, how can I be sure some hidden factor didn’t interfere with my treatment? And when the results aren’t ideal, will you blame me for it?"

Jiang Jiamian didn’t show the slightest hint of fear in the face of Fu Yanchen’s dangerous expression. On the contrary, he met his gaze without hesitation. As their eyes locked, the air between them seemed to ripple with invisible tension, it seemed that an invisible storm was brewing in the air.

"Whether it works or not depends on you. I don’t mean to force anything. Oh, and for convenience..." Jiang Jiamian added with a calm tone, "I will need to live with you."

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Very direct. Host, you really don’t believe in subtlety, do you?

Fu Yanchen narrowed his eyes slightly, "If I remember correctly, you are still the fiance of that idiot Fu Xiaoyuan. Living with me? You’ve got some nerve saying that out loud."

Was this man truly so brainless, or just shameless to the extreme?

Was he not worried that Fu Xiaoyuan and his little lover would come after him?

Or did he really think there would be no consequences if rumors spread that Fu Xiaoyuan’s fiance tried to seduce his brother before the wedding?

Fu Yanchen, of course, knew that if he wanted to, he could silence anyone with just a move.

But Jiang Jiamian shouldn’t know that yet.

So then... Had he misjudged and thought the person he was trying to get close to was just a discarded heir of the Fu family?

Or was he foolishly hoping that by currying favor with him, he could somehow consolidate this marriage contract and his position when he was about to enter the Fu family?

Jiang Jiamian seemed to see right through the swirl of thoughts in Fu Yanchen’s mind. When Fu Yanchen’s thoughts were getting more and more off track, he interrupted him and said, "This is just a deal. You get better, I get paid. That’s all. And I believe in Mr. Fu’s capabilities. You definitely wouldn’t let gossip harm either of us, would you?"

Fu Yanchen’s gaze turned a shade colder, "You trust me that much?"

What exactly did he know?

Or was he simply gambling for the money?

After all, in most people’s eyes these days, Fu Yanchen was nothing more than a crippled, discarded heir, a so-called waste with no real ability.

"Then it’s a deal!"

Jiang Jiamian suddenly flashed a bright smile. He pushed himself up using the armrest of the sofa and declared cheerfully, "I’ll be discharged in seven days. You’ll come pick me up."

Fu Yanchen raised an eyebrow slightly, "Alright."

He was genuinely curious... Where did this young master get the nerve, the confidence, to cling to him with the identity of Fu Xiaoyuan’s fiance? Knowing full well that he and Fu Xiaoyuan were like oil and water, yet he still had the guts to try and earn his five million?

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