Possessive Madman Coaxes Him With a Hand on His Waist! The Cold-Hearted Host Starts to Feel Something - Chapter 62

After that, everything dissolved into chaos.

Li Cheng’s mind grew increasingly foggy and weak.

Yan Jin went with the police to the station to make a statement.

Meanwhile, Li Cheng had Akeng gather all the evidence. What Yan Shen and Chen Qiu had done that day already constituted attempted crime—but because of Li Cheng’s interference, all their underlying business dealings were exposed.

Yan Shen had wanted to prove to the Yan family patriarch that he was no worse than Yan Jin.

So he openly crossed the legal line in Country C and became entangled in an underground criminal network.

Chen Qiu had guaranteed one of his shady funds—on the condition that he help Yan Shen get Li Cheng.

Each had their own motives, and together, they had walked themselves into ruin.

When Yan Shen was arrested, he still believed he’d covered his tracks perfectly.

As Yan Jin carried Li Cheng out of the police station, he happened to see Yan Shen—handcuffed, being pushed inside by two officers.

Yan Shen looked at Yan Jin and sneered arrogantly. “Yan Jin, if I can stay in there for only two days, I’ll count that as your victory.”

The meaning behind his words was obvious.

Yan Jin’s eyes filled with disdain. Without saying a word, he kicked Yan Shen hard in the stomach.

The force sent him sprawling to the floor between the two officers.

Seeing how dazed and pale Li Cheng still looked, rage burned hotter in Yan Jin’s chest.

“You’re asking for death!”

If he weren’t holding Li Cheng, he might’ve gone straight to jail for real.

The officers behind him quickly stepped in to separate them.

“Sir, calm down!” one of them warned.

Yan Shen got up from the ground, his face still twisted in contempt. “If you’ve got the guts, kill me! Otherwise, I’ll never let you go!”

His hatred toward Yan Jin had never once faded. Because of Yan Jin, he had grown up being called a bastard.

In his eyes, Yan Jin should never have existed.

Yan Shen glanced at him with loathing, then turned to the officers and said coldly, “He’s carrying a weapon! Aren’t you going to do something about that? Shouldn’t you arrest him?”

The officer blocking Yan Jin only frowned. He knew immediately that Yan Shen was lying—everyone here had already been searched, and he knew exactly what they did or didn’t have.

“Take him inside,” the officer ordered. Then he turned back to Yan Jin, his tone softening.

“I understand how you feel. But you just hit someone at a police station—technically, I could arrest you right now.”

After saying that, he noticed how pale Li Cheng looked and patted Yan Jin’s shoulder.

“Take your friend home first. He doesn’t look well. We’ll notify you once there’s a verdict.”

Li Cheng didn’t want Yan Jin to do anything rash either. He tugged weakly at his sleeve and murmured,

“Yan Jin… let’s go home. I want to sleep…”

Seeing how frail he was, Yan Jin’s heart ached. He ignored Yan Shen’s curses, thanked the officer, and carried Li Cheng away.

Back at the villa, Yan Jin carried him straight to the bedroom.

He could feel the body in his arms growing hotter and hotter.

———

After the incident with Yan Shen and Chen Qiu, Li Cheng finally began living a peaceful life.

Yang Ming and his troublesome boyfriend reconciled.

Yan Jin gave a generous sum of money to the original body’s father, and everything settled into calm.

Li Cheng’s days were anything but dull.

With irrefutable evidence, Yan Shen and Chen Qiu were both sentenced to prison.

Even Old Master Yan never brought up Yan Shen’s name again in front of Yan Jin.

A year later, Li Cheng won the Best Actor award for his role in Director Zhang Qiuming’s film The Hunter’s Rose.

He became the youngest actor ever to receive the title—and one everyone agreed was truly deserving.

During his acceptance speech, Li Cheng publicly announced his relationship with Yan Jin, CEO of Tianye Group—
and declared his retirement from the entertainment industry.

“I promised Mr. Yan that I’d always stay by his side.”

“Thank you to everyone who’s loved me…”

“And thank you to him.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd below erupted into shock. Reporters scrambled to rush the stage for interviews, but Li Cheng turned them down.

His reason was simple: “My husband’s waiting for me to come home for dinner.”

———

When Li Cheng returned to the villa, Yan Jin was already waiting for him at the door.

He held a bouquet of flowers—glittering softly, almost as if glowing.

Li Cheng threw his arms around him in a tight embrace.

Yan Jin had become braver—or perhaps, he had simply found himself again, pulled from the darkness by Li Cheng.

Because of him, Yan Jin kept every promise he’d ever made:

He loved him, cherished him, cooked for him, and bought him flowers.

Li Cheng’s eyes curved into a smile. “What did you cook today?”

Yan Jin ruffled his hair gently. “Your favorite, Little Fox.”

Li Cheng accepted the flowers.

Then Akeng’s voice echoed in his mind.

【Host, all missions in this world are complete. Would the Fox Host like to remain here?】

Li Cheng didn’t hesitate. “I want to stay with him.”

【Acknowledged. System entering sleep mode.】

Li Cheng leaned in and kissed Yan Jin’s cheek.

“From now on, you’ll take care of me.”

Yan Jin had waited so long to hear those words. His eyes, bright as stars and burning suns, softened.

“That’s all I ever wanted.”

———

And so, Li Cheng stayed by Yan Jin’s side for the rest of his life.

When the end came, in a quiet private hospital room, Li Cheng clasped Yan Jin’s hand.

The man in bed smiled, still as beautiful as he had been in his youth.

He said, “Little Fox, wait for me to find you, okay?”

Li Cheng felt his hand slip from his grasp. He collapsed to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably—
as though his soul had been torn in half.

The pain was unlike anything he had ever known.

Now he finally understood why gods abandoned love and desire—
because the agony was unbearable.

Like being struck by divine lightning.

Sensing his grief, Akeng—who had been dormant for seventy years—suddenly reactivated.

【Fox Host, don’t be sad. Yan Jin bears the mark of the Nine-Tails. He will find you again—and you’ll find him.】

Hearing that, Li Cheng’s heart eased a little.

If he could meet him again in the next world, that would be enough.

【Fox Host, preparing to enter next world.】

Li Cheng looked at Yan Jin’s still form for a long time, then finally nodded. “Okay.”

【Erasing memories…】

Li Cheng twisted his wrist, scattering Akeng’s power.

“I want to keep my memories.”

How could he ever bear to forget?

Those days with him—
were joy and warmth he hadn’t felt in millennia.

Maybe, when life became unbearable again, those memories would be the only thing keeping him going.

【Acknowledged. Initiating world scan…】

A moment later, Akeng suddenly panicked.

【Ahhhhhh! Oh no no no no—!!!】

【Fox Host—your, your, your—your tail!!!】