Because this poor and helpless little thief truly needed a “backer” in the confinement island prison.
Hesse was the kind of person who was very dominant, you could say autocratic.
His fierce demeanor was not just due to his appearance but also his imposing presence, making him hard to talk to.
He had great strength; when he gripped Yan Chuan’s ankle with his hand, the force was such that escape was impossible.
With Yan Chuan’s strength, he could only inflict a bit of discomfort on his opponent but couldn’t leave any marks.
Moreover, Hesse had somehow arranged for the other two inmates in the cell to leave, leaving just the two of them behind.
Yan Chuan felt that Hesse must have some purpose for being in this confinement island prison; otherwise, why would he retain so many “privileges”?
The specific purpose was still unclear to Yan Chuan, but he needed to use Hesse’s name to explore tasks. Otherwise, in a prison without even free time, it was nearly impossible to advance any tasks.
Considering everything, Yan Chuan needed to keep Hesse steady.
Yan Chuan lowered his gaze.
“Is it boring?” Hesse suddenly approached, stopping in front of the bench, “Hmm?”
He was engaging in some kind of “sparring” with another bulky inmate, like a boxing match, and had beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
His naturally slightly curly red hair seemed more flamboyant, and his bright green eyes were particularly striking.
Of course, Yan Chuan was just observing from the side; he couldn’t participate in such “warm-up activities.”
He only heard the occasional mention from Hesse’s companions that it was the previous “boss” returning to challenge Hesse after healing from injuries.
During this time, Hesse would be quite busy handling these troubles.
Thinking of this, Yan Chuan gently nodded.
“I’m a bit tired,” the slender, beautiful Oriental beauty said with fluttering lashes, her voice soft: “I want to go back and sleep…”
The tone was soft, somewhat vague, and unavoidably reminiscent of a child throwing a tantrum.
Her eyes were round and bright, with a circle of twinkling light embedded within them, misty with water. Her cheeks were rosy and pale, soft like a flower.
She really did look tired.
Inevitably, one might wonder if other reasons were preventing her from resting well.
Under the gaze of those eyes, Hesse swallowed hard, maintaining a relatively calm tone: “Then you should go back, sleep for a while and come find me later.”
The Oriental beauty nodded obediently.
The people around them exchanged knowing smiles.
【Oh my, do they think something r-rated happened last night?】
【How could it not? When he looked for an excuse to see his wife’s legs, I… never mind, it feels so lewd.】
【Let’s be understanding; a wild dog type like him has never seen such a beautiful beauty as our Yan Bao, it’s only normal he can’t control himself.】
【I want to laugh every day; although others think he did something with his wife, she remains a pure baby who has never experienced anything.】
Yan Chuan returned.
At this time, the cell was empty, but the prison guard allowed him in after glancing at his face.
Perhaps Hesse had mentioned him beforehand, or everyone knew that the little thief with the only Eastern face in the prison had already been tagged as Hesse’s.
He was Hesse’s “little lover.”
Yan Chuan took out the freshly washed and dried outer garment.
He had prepared the clothes long ago; he just couldn’t find the right opportunity at first and was busy working in the laundry room, not knowing how to approach the prison guards.
Now it was different; using Hesse’s name, he could venture into many places that others could not enter.
For example, right now…
“I want to find…” holding the large outer garment tightly, Yan Chuan cautiously looked at the burly prison guards blocking his path: “Mr. Leo, is he here?”
The guards seemed unfamiliar with his face, studying him for a moment before asking: “What do you want?”
Yan Chuan showcased the obviously uniform outer garment to the questioning guard.
“I was brought to Dr. Navi by Mr. Leo on my first day,” the black-haired, black-eyed Oriental beauty said softly: “He left me a coat, but I don’t know how to return it to him…”
“Ah, it’s you,” the guard exclaimed, sounding enlightened, “I remember you; you came with that guy last time.”
Yan Chuan lowered his eyes.
The guard was likely referring to Hesse.
Fortunately, the guard didn’t make things difficult for him; whether it was because of Hesse or that he had a justifiable reason for returning clothes, the guard simply let him in.
Yan Chuan stepped into the corridor he had only glanced at last time.
The guard informed him that Leo’s office was the second to last room at the very end.
He was very helpful, asking Yan Chuan if he needed him to accompany him.
Yan Chuan shook his head and told the guard he could find it by himself.
“Knock knock.” Yan Chuan gently tapped on the door.
A response quickly came from within: “Come in.”
Yan Chuan opened the door.
His gaze landed upon a handsome, unfamiliar face, and he said softly: “Sir, I’ve come to return your coat.”
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