C83 His Wife Had a Fever so He Just Needed to Give Her a Shot

Lin Chen was unaware of the situation with Sun Xiangguo.

Currently, in the CEO's office of Ann's Group.

"Lin Chen, your shoulder injury?"

Ann Lan noticed the gauze wrapped around Lin Chen's shoulder and a flicker of concern crossed her lovely face.

"Just a little accident, nothing serious. It'll heal in a couple of days."

"As for the Sun family, I've made sure they've all left A City."

Lin Chen dismissed the topic with a casual wave of his hand.

"I'm sorry, this is all my fault."

Regret shone in Ann Lan's eyes.

Pregnant and occasionally scatterbrained, she was certainly no fool.

She knew the injury on his shoulder must have been inflicted by the Suns.

She believed that if she hadn't pleaded with Lin Chen to show mercy to the Suns, he wouldn't have gotten hurt.

"Oh, my head is spinning."

Catching the look of guilt on Ann Lan's face, Lin Chen saw an opportunity and started to complain loudly.

His body suddenly went limp, collapsing against Ann Lan's chest.

As he felt the softness against his cheek and inhaled her scent, Lin Chen's heart raced with excitement.

"Feeling dizzy?"

"Could it be from losing too much blood?"

"Should we head to the hospital right now?"

Ann Lan, failing to notice Lin Chen's antics in her embrace, spoke with a hint of panic.

The thought of Lin Chen coming to harm filled her with dread, knowing she'd never forgive herself.

"No, I don't think I can make it to the hospital."

Lin Chen let out a dramatic groan, his hands conveniently finding their way to Ann Lan's waist, subtly taking liberties.

"You can't make it to the hospital?"

"Then... what do we do?"

Ann Lan's anxiety spiked at his words.

Sun Qing'er, observing from the side, saw Lin Chen's mischievous hands and was instantly reminded of the time he had spanked her.

Her cheeks flushed, and she bit her lip in irritation.

She tried to warn Ann Lan, "Lanlan, I really think he's just..."

Before Sun Qing'er could finish, Lin Chen shot her a sharp look that darted toward her behind.

He raised his right hand, gesturing a warning that if she dared to reveal his ruse, her backside would surely pay the price.

"Qing'er, what's your take on Lin Chen?"

Ann Lan, oblivious to Lin Chen's subtle gestures, instinctively turned to Sun Qing'er with the question.

"He might... just need some mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, and he should be fine."

Despite feeling a mix of embarrassment and indignation under Lin Chen's naked threat, Sun Qing'er, to avoid a spanking, betrayed Ann Lan without hesitation.

Lin Chen gave Sun Qing'er an approving wink in response to her words.

Ann Lan, noticing Lin Chen's labored breathing, wavered for quite some time before finally speaking up. "Lin Chen, stay calm, I'm going to give you mouth-to-mouth right now."

When life was at stake, Ann Lan set aside her bashfulness.

After all, Lin Chen's injury was her fault, and as a legitimately married couple, she didn't overthink the situation.

Gently laying Lin Chen on the ground, Ann Lan's pink lips quickly approached his.

Initially, everything seemed normal, but then Ann Lan felt an unexpected softness in her mouth, causing her eyes to pop open.

She was rooted to the spot, electrified by the sensation.

A minute later, Ann Lan's senses returned, and her cheeks were a deep shade of red.

She had a nagging suspicion that Lin Chen was off somehow.

Yet, with his eyes closed and a pained expression, she couldn't quite tell if Lin Chen was feigning his discomfort.

In the next moment, she felt Lin Chen's hands wandering over her abdomen.

She snapped to her senses and shoved him away, exclaiming furiously, "Lin Chen, you jerk!"

If Ann Lan hadn't realized by now that Lin Chen was faking it, she would indeed be a fool!

"Cough, cough, cough... My mistake, truly an accident."

"Besides, medically speaking, during unconsciousness, the body can react based on subconscious impulses, so you really can't hold me responsible for what just happened."

Lin Chen opened his eyes, feigning a cough, and spouted his absurd defense with a straight face.

"Hehe."

"If it was a subconscious reaction, then how come you're so aware of it?"

Ann Lan scoffed, mercilessly calling out Lin Chen's bluff.

Caught out by Ann Lan, Lin Chen didn't show any embarrassment. He slowly rose from the ground and straightened his clothes.

He then addressed Sun Qing'er, "Qing'er, you had something important to discuss with my wife, right?"

Are you serious?

I'm serious about your big head, ghost!

You go around touching and slapping things, get caught by your wife, and now you're using me as a human shield?

Ugh, the nerve!

Sun Qing'er fumed internally.

She appreciated everything Lin Chen had done for her, but she believed in keeping things separate.

The fact that he touched her... No, that he slapped her butt was something Sun Qing'er couldn't just forgive!

"Um... Lanlan, now that Lin Chen is back, it's time for me to take my leave."

"But remember, if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask me."

"I am your husband's little maid, after all. It's only natural for me to help you out when I can."

Sun Qing'er inhaled deeply, feigning sadness as she spoke to Ann Lan.

She had already briefed Ann Lan about her circumstances when Lin Chen visited the Sun family.

"Qing'er, as long as I'm around, no one will dare treat you like just a maid!"

"And about your living situation, you can stay with me for now."

"That way, we'll both have some company."

Ann Lan finished her statement with a cold glare at Lin Chen, her threat unmistakable.

"Lanlan, maybe we shouldn't?"

"After all, the young master hasn't said a word."

Sun Qing'er hesitated.

Seeing Sun Qing'er's demeanor, Lin Chen felt a pang of emotion.

Such talent for drama, it would be a waste if she didn't act.

"Enough with the sad act in front of me."

"Sun Qing'er, if you want to stay with my wife, I'm okay with that."

"But remember this: if my wife is good to you, don't you dare betray her trust."

"Otherwise, you won't be able to handle the consequences!"

Lin Chen looked at Sun Qing'er impassively and spoke with calm authority.

He sensed no ill will from her, but who could predict the future?

A preemptive warning was always wise.

"Lin Chen, Qing'er is part of our family."

"Could you be a little more courteous?"

Ann Lan chided Lin Chen, clearly displeased.

"Let's head home."

"You've been quite emotional lately; I'll brew some soup to help you recover."

Lin Chen shook his head, leaving Ann Lan's question unanswered.

Politeness, as they say, is grounded in reality.

If Sun Qing'er's future actions earn his approval, Lin Chen will not only treat her with courtesy, but he might also relieve her of her maid duties.

Upon returning home, Lin Chen prepared a pot of soup for Ann Lan and then went on to cook several dishes himself.

After dinner, with Sun Qing'er handling the dishes, Lin Chen took Ann Lan out for a stroll.

Day by day, Ann Lan's belly grew more pronounced.

"Honey, by my calculations, in just three more months, our little An'an will be here."

"Make sure you don't overexert yourself these next few months, and keep an eye on your emotions, too."

"As for the business at Ann's Group, let Secretary Sun and Qing'er take the lead."

In the yard, Lin Chen tenderly touched Ann Lan's belly, his face etched with concern as he offered his gentle reminder.

Ann Lan couldn't help but smile at the sight of Lin Chen in full-on protective dad mode, a warmth spreading through her. Outside, his shouts and clashes were intimidating, but here, with her and their child, he was all tenderness and caution.

It was an odd sensation, but not an unwelcome one.

"Hey, love, do you have a fever?"

"Should I give you a shot?"

Lin Chen's worry was evident as he noticed the flush on Ann Lan's cheeks and the warmth of her forehead.

"Pah, you're the one with a fever. Your whole family has a fever!"

"And remember, I'm pregnant. Can't you stop fixating on that sort of thing?"

Ann Lan retorted instinctively, recalling a joke Sun Lili had shared about a husband suspecting his wife had a fever and the wife's playful request for a 'shot,' which led to a merry escape to another room, leaving their child behind. That story made Ann Lan think Lin Chen was making a similar insinuation!

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about giving you a silver needle treatment. It's a special form of acupuncture that's great for bringing down a fever."

Lin Chen gazed at Ann Lan, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He had this nagging suspicion that Ann Lan was up to something, almost as if she were driving him on, yet he couldn't put his finger on any proof.

With that thought, Lin Chen resolved to switch on his magical third eye, figuring he might as well indulge in the view before him for the time being.