Chapter 6: The Consequences of Thinking Clearly

In the darkness of the night, Fu Yanchen carried Pei Nian out of the police station and into his black Range Rover. As Xiao Li started the car, he asked through the rearview mirror, "Mr. Fu, are we heading home?"

Fu Yanchen placed Pei Nian in her seat, took off his coat to cover her, and replied calmly, "Have the family doctor come over."

"Understood," Xiao Li started the car and drove off.

Pei Nian had a long dream where her father was about to leave her, and she desperately wanted to catch up with him. However, Fu Yanchen held her back coldly, ignoring her pleas and even punches and kicks. In the end, she could only watch helplessly as her father left without any way to stop him. "Dad, don't go..." Pei Nian woke up suddenly, gasping heavily. It took her a while to realize that it was only a dream as she looked at the dark sheets below her.

She took in the unfamiliar surroundings of the European-style bedroom and wondered where she was. She frowned, vaguely remembering seeing Fu Yanchen last night. Just then, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman walked in. Seeing that Pei Nian was awake, the woman greeted her with a smile, "Miss Pei, are you awake?"

Pei Nian looked at the unfamiliar woman in front of her and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

The woman walked over and introduced herself, "I am the housekeeper Mr. Fu hired. You can call me Aunt Yun. He asked me to call you down for breakfast."

So, this is Fu Yanchen's house? Pei Nian followed Aunt Yun downstairs to the dining room, where she saw Fu Yanchen in his dark-colored loungewear, sitting at the table drinking coffee. As he saw her coming down, he put down his cup and asked calmly, "You're up?"

Pei Nian walked up to him and stared at him, asking, "Did you bring me out of the police station last night?"

Fu Yanchen sat in his chair and looked at her, raising an eyebrow, "What do you think?"

Pei Nian pursed her lips and remained silent. Fu Yanchen glanced at her and teased, "So, you don't even say thank you to your savior?"

Pei Nian showed a mocking expression and replied, "I didn't beg you to save me."

Fu Yanchen smirked and said, "Oh, really? Then it seems like I was being too meddlesome."

Pei Nian didn't want to argue with him over such a trivial matter. She had to go to the hospital, so she simply responded insincerely, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for saving me last night. Is that good enough?"

Fu Yanchen raised his lips and replied, "You're welcome."

Pei Nian turned and said, "Then I'll take my leave."

"Pei Nian, I advise you to think carefully about the consequences of leaving here," Fu Yanchen suddenly warned from behind her.

Pei Nian's steps faltered at once.

Fu Yanchen gazed at her back, with a warning tone, "I hope you understand, I don't have much patience left."

Pei Nian naturally understood the meaning behind his words. She tightly clenched her fingers and took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to lash out...

Fu Yanchen didn't rush her. He slowly sipped his hot drink and waited for her to make up her mind.

Pei Nian stood there, hesitating for what seemed like an eternity, before finally taking a deep breath and turning to sneer at him, "Fu Yanchen, are you only satisfied when I'm dead?"

Fu Yanchen's hand paused mid-drink when he heard the word "dead." He looked at her with a calm demeanor and said, "Try it and see, unless you want to see your father die with you."

Pei Nian tightened her fingers at his words and looked at him with disgust in her eyes. "You really make me sick, you know that, Fu Yanchen?"

Fu Yanchen didn't mind at all. "Go on," he said.

Pei Nian glared at him with hatred. The two of them faced off against each other.

Thinking of her critically ill father, even if Pei Nian was unwilling and hated it in her heart, she still had to compromise. Her tone was defeated as she asked, "If I agree to your terms, will you spare my father?"

Fu Yanchen stared at her. "Finally come to your senses?"

Pei Nian pursed her lips. "You win."

Fu Yanchen put down his cup and said in a serious tone, "Wouldn't it have been better if you had done this earlier? You wouldn't have had to suffer so much before."

This person was really smug after gaining an advantage. Pei Nian asked, "Now that I've agreed, shouldn't you call the hospital and tell them not to kick my father out?"

Fu Yanchen said calmly, "What's the rush?"

Pei Nian immediately glared at him angrily. "What else do you want?"

Fu Yanchen gave her a sidelong glance, wiped his mouth clean, stood up, and walked upstairs. "Follow me," he said.

Pei Nian had no choice but to follow him.

In the upstairs study, Pei Nian followed Fu Yanchen inside and saw him pull out a document from his desk drawer and place it on the table. He commanded her, "Come sign this."

Pei Nian walked over and picked up the contract. When she opened it and read its contents, her expression momentarily froze before gradually turning into a sneering smile. It turned out that he wanted her to sign a so-called "indentured servant" contract. The contract stated that he would provide her with three hundred thousand yuan in medical expenses and allow the hospital to admit her father. In return, she would work for him as an indentured servant for one year to repay the debt.

She put away the document and sneered at him, "What, does Mr. Fu, with all his power and influence, still need this?"

Fu Yanchen met her gaze and said softly, "It never hurts to be prepared."

As a businessman, his cunning and suspicious nature was fully displayed at this moment. Pei Nian had nothing to say, and since things had come to this, she could only reluctantly accept. "Fu Yanchen, I can sign this document, but I have two requests."