After speaking, Su Nan reluctantly took out his phone from his pocket. The phone rang only twice before a gentle voice came through, and Su Nan deliberately put it on speaker. "Brother Nan, do you need something?" Shen Jingrou’s voice carried a hint of confusion. Su Nan placed his phone on the bar counter and turned his head to look at his friend beside him. Seeing his friend’s eyes practically glued to the phone, Su Nan composed himself, "Um, are you busy right now?" Shen Jingrou was obviously taken aback for a moment before she spoke, "I’m at Bao Cheng’s engagement party." Su Nan let out a "huh" and muttered to himself, "Is that kid getting engaged today?" Shen Jingrou felt embarrassed, "Of course." Su Nan turned around and looked towards someone in the corner, feeling slightly relieved. After all, Bao Cheng’s own cousin was here, so it didn’t matter if he went or not. Besides, he wasn’t the only member of the Su Family. "Alright, let’s get to the point," Su Nan changed the topic. Lin Yue, ignoring his bleeding hand, was anxious, looking at Su Nan with a sharp gaze as if silently shouting: Stop wasting time. Seeing his friend’s expression, Su Nan knew what he was thinking. He leaned slightly forward and spoke into the phone, "Jingrou, I’m tied up with something here, could you come to ’Qin Land’?" "What’s the matter?" Shen Jingrou asked anxiously. "Ah Yue is seriously injured, I..." Su Nan was interrupted before he could finish. "How did he get injured?" Shen Jingrou was clearly panicked, speaking much faster than usual. "You’ll know when you get here," Su Nan teased. "Since he’s seriously injured, why not have someone take him directly to the hospital?" Shen Jingrou’s voice was slightly agitated, possibly because she was walking, her breath a bit hurried. Su Nan was at a loss for words, feeling like his brain cells were dying in droves. Fortunately, Shen Jingrou didn’t press further, ending the call with "I’ll be there right away." Su Nan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the pool of blood on the bar counter, he exclaimed, "Doesn’t it hurt?" Lin Yue’s mind was still on Shen Jingrou’s words "I’ll be there right away," and only at Su Nan’s words did a piercing pain spread from his palm throughout his body. Seeing his friend’s face contorted in pain, Su Nan felt somewhat better, "You’re the one using the painful tactic, serves you right." "Do you have to be so sarcastic?" Lin Yue said, gasping in pain. Su Nan laughed heartily from the side, "Heh heh..." Read complete versıon only at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚫𝙣𝙚𝙩 Lin Yue got up and walked towards the door, holding up his injured hand. Su Nan’s gaze fell eerily on the clean floor, where drops of blood stained the path at intervals, looking rather unsettling. Fortunately, after Lin Yue left the private room, an attendant immediately came to clean up. At this moment, Su Nan noticed another friend in the corner, who got up with a sigh and walked towards Bao Shaojin. What’s his fate? His good brothers, one after another, are trapped by love, and every time they gather, they wear such gloomy faces, like he owes them billions, Su Nan mused. As he lazily stepped over to Bao Shaojin’s side, just about to sit on the sofa, before his butt could touch the cushion, a clear, magnetic voice sounded overhead. "Call someone for me too." Su Nan stumbled, almost falling to the side if not for a hand on the sofa armrest. Bao Shaojin wasn’t one to joke around, so his words were definitely well-considered. "Brother, stop kidding, will you?" Su Nan looked at him incredulously. They were decades-old friends, and with Bao Shaojin’s sudden statement, Su Nan immediately knew what he was thinking. He cautiously sat down, and in a blink, saw him swiftly pick up a glass of wine from the coffee table. Before Su Nan could finish, a crisp sound was heard, and in the next second, the glass in his hand shattered into pieces. For some reason, Su Nan felt no sympathy for his two mad-cap friends, but rather pitied the women they liked. It also warned him: Don’t become lovesick, it harms the body! Waste of blood! Bao Shaojin expressionlessly handed his phone to Su Nan, "The first number." Su Nan glanced at his blood-dripping hand, feeling dizzy. Taking the phone from him, Su Nan eagerly wanted to finish the call and leave — what kind of friends were these? Scary ones! Without hesitation, Su Nan dialed the number, also putting it on speaker. With each ring, his curiosity increased a notch. This friend of his had been indifferent since birth, never moved by women, so Su Nan was keen to know what kind of enchantress could make Bao Shaojin risk rumors of "snatching his cousin’s girlfriend" to like her. While Su Nan was in a daze, a sweet and soft voice came through, like an electric current coursing through him, leaving a tingling sensation, directly hitting his soul. Bao Shaojin noticed Su Nan spacing out and gave a cold reminder, "Ahem..." Su Nan, ever perceptive, felt the maniacally obsessive gaze and snapped back to reality, saying, "Do you know Bao Shaojin?" To make his words more convincing, Su Nan deliberately sped up his speech, sounding a bit urgent. The girl quickly responded as if answering a very ordinary question. "He’s injured and is at ’Qin Land,’ could you come over?" Su Nan lied through his teeth, feeling a cold stare directed his way, he quickly turned aside, avoiding the gaze. "Is he seriously injured?" The girl seemed anxious, Su Nan noticed. Casually noticing the pool of blood on the ground, which seemed even more than Lin Yue’s, Su Nan, out of concern for his friend’s life, exaggeratedly shouted into the air, "Oh my, how is Mr. Bao’s bleeding not stopping! Could he die here?" Saying it in such an overly sarcastic way, Su Nan didn’t dare to look at his friend’s face. The next second, he took the phone and returned to his normal voice, "If you know Bao Shaojin, come quickly. We’ll take him to the door." "Alright, I’ll be over," the girl’s voice carried a noticeable sobbing tone. Just when Su Nan was about to hang up, the girl, with a choked voice, pleaded again, "Could you please... take care of him, don’t... don’t leave him at the door, I’m begging you." Clearly frightened, the girl’s words were intermittent, trying hard to suppress her inner emotions.