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Josen felt increasingly powerless; this time, he was truly finished. If he had known it would come to this, he would have gone straight home after drinking and avoided all these troubles.
“Dad, I don’t want to go to jail. Why don’t you talk to Rafas? As long as he can offer a price, can’t we spend some money? I’m willing to apologize to his wife in person, but I don’t want to go to jail. I don’t want to go to jail…” He pleaded with Majef, crying and begging.
It was the first time he had ever begged like this, and Majef could only try his best; he didn’t want to see his son go to jail either!
In a private hospital's high-end VIP ward, a nurse wheeled out a table full of sumptuous lunch. The amount she had just eaten seemed equal to what she had consumed over the past few days combined. Rafas noticed that her face indeed looked even thinner than before.
“Sweetheart, is there anything else you want to eat?” Rafas was worried that she had been starving these past few days. Seeing her eat so much food earlier made him anxious; had she really not had a proper meal in days?
“No, I’m already very full, but I feel really tired. I want to rest!” She had just woken up from a nap and wanted to sleep again; her words sounded quite childish.
Rafas knew she was avoiding him and the issues between them. But since the person had been gone for so long, he could only express his seriousness and sincerity through words and actions!
Wushuang closed her eyes again, pretending to sleep. She had noticed that there were only two beds in this ward, and those patients were just the two of them. Honestly, she still felt reluctant to engage with him right now.
Rafas said nothing. He slightly crouched down and adjusted her bed to the right height for sleeping, gently laying her down to avoid any accidental injury.
With her eyes closed, it seemed like she suddenly fell into a deep sleep…
Rafas quietly watched her. Yan Wushuang understood that his current actions were precisely why she wanted to find an excuse to avoid him!
Her oval-shaped face originally radiated a healthy pink hue, but after being injured and hospitalized, it now showed only signs of exhaustion and pallor. Days of insomnia had significantly worsened her complexion!
He understood her thoughts at that moment and didn’t disturb her. Returning to his own bed, he lay on his side watching her sleep. Although he couldn’t immediately gain her forgiveness or hold her close as she slept, at least being by her side was a step forward.
When Faisal and Ieyako finally appeared in the ward, Yan Wushuang was already sound asleep. Rafas instructed them to be quiet so as not to wake her.
Ieyako stayed in the hospital room to take care of her, while Rafas was in the corridor outside, receiving an IV drip and talking to Faisal: “Majef should have come to see you by now, right?”
A few days ago, Rafas announced that he would be going on vacation abroad for a few days, so most of the company matters were being handled by Faisal, with only a few senior staff members aware that he was recuperating from skin graft surgery in the hospital.
Majef, wanting to personally approach Rafas regarding his son Josen Doug, intended to pay him a visit. However, he had already announced his trip abroad, though everyone knew he was actually in Las Vegas. The reason for his unwillingness to show up remained a mystery.
Looking at the bandage on Rafas's face, Faisal sighed: “You get to rest comfortably here while I’m stuck managing Monica and keeping a close eye on Solomon’s operations. Now even those negotiation issues are coming up, and you know I’m busy with everything. Why can’t I have it as easy as Shouya?”
“Ha ha ha…” Rafas laughed heartily, surprised that Faisal was starting to complain.
“I tell you, Sharl, just accept your fate; this is an unchangeable fact. But what conditions did Majef propose when he came to see you?” After teasing him, he returned to the main topic of discussion.
With his arms crossed in front of him, Faisal looked very serious as he replied: “His condition is that if we withdraw our lawsuit, the Puston Group will unconditionally invest a sum of money into us. As long as future projects require assistance from the Puston Group, they will definitely provide help without any conditions!”
Rafas paused for a few seconds, feeling that what Majef proposed was essentially meaningless. In terms of strength, Monica was among the top 100 listed companies in the world. In terms of funding, what could the Puston Group possibly compare with Monica? Monica had never lacked funds; even if there were temporary cash flow issues, there was still a powerful and mysterious organization like Solomon backing them up. Therefore, what he said was nothing more than a joke in Rafas's eyes—absurd!
“This old guy is really amusing; he dares to propose such trivial conditions!” With a sneer, he thought that the more anxious and concerned Majef was about his precious son, the more he needed to educate him properly and see if he would still be so arrogant in the future.
Faisal, who understood Rafas best, knew how to handle this situation even without prior discussion. He would ensure that Majef left disappointed.
As expected of a good brother who understood his thoughts, a smile crept onto Rafas's lips as someone lightly punched him on the chest from behind.
“When can you take off that bandage on your face? How’s the injury on your thigh?” After discussing business matters, it was time to check on his brother's health.
Leaning back comfortably, Rafas smiled lightly at him: “I can take this off in a couple of days. As for my thigh injury, I won’t die from it for now. However, I still can’t return to work at the company yet; I’ll have to trouble you to manage things for me a bit longer!”
He also seemed to be deliberately slacking off, pushing all the responsibilities onto Faisal.
Faisal knew the outcome would be like this, but seeing his mood improve today and that he could even tease him, it seemed Wushuang's influence was significant. As long as she could return to Lefas's side, he could act like a normal person again!
In the hospital room, Ieyako sat by her bedside, keeping her company. There had been no news of her for the past few days, and even when asking Sharl, she refused to tell her, fearing that Ieyako might blurt out something about Lefas.
Wushuang had finally returned to the master’s side, which eased her worries considerably. A few days ago, she had been concerned about Wushuang being out on the streets with nowhere to stay and nothing to eat, causing her to wander aimlessly looking for her.
"Wushuang, you need to get better soon!" A heartfelt blessing lingered in her ears. Since Wushuang was still resting, she decided not to stay longer today; after all, there was another important patient in this room.
In Japan: Although Wushuang had made her feelings clear that day, Yamamoto Ryuichi stubbornly refused to give up on her. He could never accept the reality of Wushuang running into Rafas's arms. He believed that Wushuang was merely momentarily enchanted by Rafas and would never truly want to stay by his side.
Thus, Yamamoto Ryuichi continued to keep secrets from Misa, sending people to secretly monitor Rafas's every move in Las Vegas.
Of course, Rafas was no easy target either; he had noticed several times that someone was following them. But since it wasn't a Tabloid reporter, it could only be a dog sent by Yamamoto Ryuichi.
He also received news of Wushuang leaving Rafas and learned that she was safely staying at a blind woman's home. This eased some of his worries. He initially planned to go to Las Vegas to bring Wushuang back but remembered he had promised Misa not to interfere in their personal matters regarding Wushuang and Rafas.
During this time, he had been wholeheartedly organizing the Yamaguchi-gumi's business. Previously, Rafas's involvement had caused significant losses for Yamaguchi-gumi. Recently, Yamamoto Ryuichi noticed that Misa had been pressuring him tightly and often used Yamamoto Old Man to force him into agreeing to certain things. He knew she was doing all this to help him out of his predicament, but her unusually seductive behavior made him feel like she was hiding something.
"Long Yi..." Just as he thought of her, her voice came from outside the door.
Misa appeared before him in a fresh and stylish outfit, having come specifically from the club to invite him out for dinner.
"Long Yi, I think it's about time; shall we go eat?" Misa said with a bright smile on her face.
"Alright, where do you want to eat?" He tidied up and prepared to leave with her.
"You decide, I don't mind, I'm not picky!" She stepped closer to his side, always dreaming of living an ordinary life with Long Yi.
Without Wushuang, without Rafas, and free from the shackles of hatred, she just wanted to live like an ordinary couple, experiencing the simplest of lives. Perhaps they would face struggles and hardships for their livelihood, but such a simple life was her greatest desire.
Yamamoto Ryuichi took Misa out of the club and stopped in front of a Chinese restaurant. He was Chinese, and no matter how he developed or lived in Japan, he would never forget that he was Long Ze, a general of the Great Yan Kingdom!
Misa remembered all of Long Yi's preferences: he loved green tea, disliked cold food, and wasn't fond of spicy dishes. She believed she understood Long Yi better than anyone else, even more than Wushuang.
"Welcome..." The receptionist greeted them with a warm smile and politely bowed, leading them to a private room.
The decor of this Chinese restaurant had an antique charm. Inside the private room, there was even a screen depicting the Four Great Beauties of China. They lit some sandalwood incense, and the fragrance wafted into the air, making Yamamoto Ryuichi feel as if he had returned to Great Yan.
Seeing him standing still, Misa curiously nudged him: "Long Yi, what's wrong? Why are you just standing there without saying anything?"
"Ah... it's nothing. I just really like the decor here; it brings back a feeling I've lost for a long time!" He replied vaguely and casually chose a seat.
"Sir, madam, here is our menu. Please take a look at what you'd like to order," a woman dressed in a black business suit entered behind the waiter. She appeared to be a manager and wore a bright smile on her face.
Long Yi held the menu in his hand and turned to Misa: "Misa, what do you want to eat?"
"Um... I'm not very familiar with Chinese cuisine; why don't you just order? I'm not picky; I can eat anything!" Misa sat gracefully beside him. When they both walked in together, everyone thought they were a couple.
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