Yuxuan doubt Zixin

As one of the bodyguards arched his fist at Zixin, Zixin's head strick escaped, and soon his folded fist punched an opponent's abdomen. Not given seconds to think, another foot aimed at his face.

His hand grasped that ankle and twisted it in the air. That bodyguard lost too. And keep his short and effortless way to defeat every other.

On the other side, Yuxuan fist landed on the opponent alternately revoked to leave anyone without slattering blood.

Defeating everyone to the ground, even the members who came down the stairs to block them. Yuxuan accidentally glimpsed his grandfather and his fiance escaping in the car.

He frustratedly stomped a kick on the floor. That stopped Zixin, who was about to speed up towards the programming room.

"What's wrong?" asked Zixin, gasping.

"They escaped!" Yuxuan growled, frowning at the car passing the road.

Zixin threw his stare outside the window and saw the exact place Yuxuan was staring.

"Boss!"

A male employee came running to him, panting hard with that fear-tinged face, as both Zixin and Yuxuan seemed bewildered.

"Spit out already!" Yuxuan shouted, startling both Zixin and that male employee.

"There... There.." he pointed out the programming room, panting to gather words. "We are encountering financial losses. They scammed every computer and our customers. They complained and want compensation for that... And-"

Zixin and Yuxuan sprinted to the programming room before he finished.

There, they witnessed every employee's fingers rustling on the keyboard to win against the scammer code, which invariably increased the shooting pain in their fingers.

That male employee came there, gasping, and he affirmed, "They are hacking us!"

Instantly hearing him, Zixin and Yuxuan separated their ways and chose the computer where the employees lost their focus. With a serious face and rolled-up sleeves, both of their fingers touched the keyboard and typed briskly, which didn't allow others to get a clear view of their fingers' movement.

Codes move down as fast as their fingers play.

Other employees face losses one by one.

As time goes on, half an hour later...

Only Zixin and Yuxuan were still fighting with that code as every other employee cheered up.

A few seconds passed...

"Did!"

Zixin gratifyingly slapped the keyboard; employees clapped and immediately rushed to Yuxuan, who was still racing with those codes. He seemed a bit pressured.

Zixin left his seat and walked to Yuxuan. Standing behind him, he placed his palm on Yuxuan's head and rested his chin on it.

"Cheer up!" Zixin calmly said, looking at the screen. Immediately, Yuxuan felt some power reach his fingers, passing through his arm and forearm.

In the blink of an eye, the win peeked at Yuxuan's side, and the very next second, it did.

He won!

"Yeah!!"

Every employee jumped to heaven, and Zixin patted Yuxuan's head, smiling.

However, Yuxuan could release only a rigid sigh at that time.

"What's wrong again?" Asked Zixin. He came to his front to observe his misery-dancing face.

"What's the point of winning?" Yuxuan's voice was slackened and also carried some bitterness.

Zixin sent a pity to look all over those dead computers and remembered that customer care was still struggling to respond to customers.

"It will take a month to regain the old name," Yuxuan said as he looked at Zixin, more like the saddest person in the world.

Spotting their glance, employees howled, "Ooo..." and emptied the programming room quietly.

"It's okay; it is normal to fail like this. Just focus on standing up back, not the fallen of you." Zixin tried to convince him and tapped his shoulder gently.

Yuxuan approached that hand and held it tightly. And it was time; he noticed a bruise smiling at the corner of Zixin's lips.

"Hoii! How dare you let this happen to you?" Yuxuan exclaimed, reaching out to touch that.

Zixin laid back; he got a touch of his wound instead of letting Yuxuan do it. "This? It can be cured as time passes."

Glancing at Yuxuan's hand, still trying to touch it, Zixin gripped that index finger and advised, "Do not touch wounds! They must have a virus; keep it in your mind."

"Why? Why do you always keep me away when you bleed?" Yuxuan asked with regret and expressed a disappointed look.

It didn't take much time to scatter some hesitancy into Zixin's consciousness. "How do I explain that? You shouldn't!" He replied inside his mind instead of revealing it to Yuxuan.

"Ah," Zixin recollected the moment of how aggressively Yuxuan fought and left no one non-bleeding. He quickly dragged Yuxuan's two hands and scanned for blood stains.

It has nothing but clear skin.

"Where did the blood stain go?" Zixin looked kind of shocked and also frightened.

A suspicious thought told him to doubt Zixin's frightened face because having a blood stain isn't as much of a problem as having a wound.

"What did you do?" Zixin raised his voice.

After scanning Yuxuan's pants, which were stacked in a sign that his hand's blood had wiped off on them, a relaxed sigh escaped his lips.

"I wiped on my pants," Yuxuan calmly replied. Yet those suspicious eyes didn't pretend, unlike his voice.