52 Chapter 52

"Do you want to do it?"

Ms. Yang Meiying's impromptu visit finally ended without any danger.

As soon as Yang Meiying was successfully sent away, Yang Xueyi started to prepare food without stopping. There was still a lot of seafood left from the one her mother bought at noon, so Yang Xueyi simply made a seafood hotpot in the evening.

She had an appointment with Qiao Qianqian and Meng Chengyun tonight. To make it more lively, Yang Xueyi asked Ying Yun to invite Yu Shi as well.

I thought Qiao Qianqian would be very sad for a while after being cheated on, but to Yang Xueyi's surprise, Qiao Qianqian was not only not haggard, but also very radiant. She was in better condition than Yang Xueyi who was suddenly checked on by Ms. Yang Meiying.

Not only that, her career seems to be going smoothly. Not only has she received several big orders recently, but several of her photos have also been shortlisted for a new award. She can be described as being in high spirits, which makes Yang Xueyi very happy for her.

Yu Shi seemed to have ignited his interest in photography since the last gathering and chat. He looked at Qiao Qianqian's works over the years with great interest, asked a lot of photography questions, and was very passionate about learning.

On the contrary, Meng Chengyun seemed a little absent-minded. Not only did she not participate in the photography topics that she was usually passionate about, but she also looked at her mobile phone from time to time. Occasionally, she couldn't help but smile and replied to messages, and sometimes she frowned slightly and bit her lips. Her emotions seemed very ups and downs, as if she was chatting with someone.

But no matter what, the atmosphere of this party was relaxed and harmonious, and both guests and hosts had a great time.

During the meal, Qiao Qianqian even criticized Yang Xueyi: "You and Ying Yun, what kind of procrastination is wrong with you? The client is urging us to finish the film, so hurry up and rehearse! Finish the Vlog as soon as possible."

Yang Xueyi nodded randomly, and finally felt relieved to see Qiao Qianqian so absorbed in her work, not as devastated as she had been in previous heartbreaks.

After the lively party ended and friends left, Yang Xueyi was a little exhausted. Looking at Ying Yun who was washing dishes, with long and straight legs, slightly bent over because of his height, and no sign of fatigue on his face, she couldn't help but feel envious and a little jealous.

Ying Yun seems to have a knack for everything. He has extraordinary physical strength, so it's no wonder he can be an orthopedic surgeon.

Yang Xueyi was much weaker. After being frightened by her mother, her spirit had completely withdrawn like the receding tide. She was so sleepy that she was a little staggering and yawned several times in succession.

I might not be able to fall asleep on my own today.

However, just as Yang Xueyi finished taking a shower and lay down on the bed, Ying Yun knocked on her door.

"Can I come in?"

"Um."

Yang Xueyi only left a small mushroom night light in the room. Ying Yun was too tall. When he stood at the door, the light from the night light couldn't even illuminate his handsome face, making it impossible for Yang Xueyi to see his expression.

"Qiao Qianqian mentioned the Vlog, do we need to rehearse now?"

Yang Xueyi waved her hands repeatedly: "No, I'm so sleepy."

However, she knew clearly that even though she had ordered him to leave, Ying Yun was still standing at the door and showed no intention of leaving.

Ying Yun glanced at Yang Xueyi and said, "Yang Xueyi, why are you so weak?"

It would have been fine if she hadn't said it, but once Yang Xueyi did, she was terrified. "Just imagine if you were almost discovered by your own mother! Although I may not have done any heavy work today, the extreme tension under such high mental pressure can also make me very tired!"

Ying Yun hadn't known when he was no longer at the door. The door he had been leaning against just now had been closed, blocking out the light from the living room.

He had already walked to Yang Xueyi's bed. Because of Yang Xueyi's lying position, Ying Yun looked even taller and more upright.

"I'm sorry about what happened today. I made you nervous and caused Aunt Yang to worry too. Yang Xueyi, we can't do this again next time."

Ying Yun spoke calmly, with no change in expression on his face, but Yang Xueyi became furious when she heard it.

She is always overly sensitive about this matter, but she really can't control it.

Without giving it much thought, she immediately threw back the quilt and sat up: "What do you mean, Ying Yun? Do you know to stop now?"

After Yang Xueyi finished speaking, she felt that she had overreacted. Her tone of questioning sounded like that of an ex who was lingering and lingering. So she lay down again, pulled the quilt over her head, and cleared her throat: "Stop if you want. I can sleep without you now."

After she covered her face, the already dim light of the mushroom lamp became even dimmer, and she could only vaguely make out Ying Yun's outline, and even his voice became chaotic.

"What are you thinking about, Yang Xueyi."

Ying Yun's tone was filled with helplessness.

Yang Xueyi saw a blur of movement before her eyes. Ying Yun reached out his hand towards her. The next second, the blanket covering her head was pulled away by Ying Yun. “I don’t mean to stop.”

"So what do you mean? You said we can't do this next time? Don't worry, I don't mean to be without you."

Under the mushroom lamp, Ying Yun's expression was calm, as if he didn't want to disturb the tranquility of the night. His voice became softer: "What I mean is, you should throw away the garbage in time next time."

He cleared his throat, finally with a bit of awkwardness, turned his head and looked at the wind chime pendant in Yang Xueyi's room: "Next time I will clean up the garbage every night. I won't leave the garbage overnight."

"So you don't have to be nervous." Ying Yun paused, "Aunt Yang doesn't have to worry either. It's my fault this time. I'm responsible for the garbage. I forgot to throw it away last night. It's my fault."

Yang Xueyi: "..."

I'll let you speak half a word! It's not unfair to be scolded!

Not wanting to apologize, Yang Xueyi angrily changed the subject: "You can't blame me entirely for my misunderstanding. It's you who always treats me differently."

"You're still saying you can't treat me like your sister. You're so disrespectful to me in front of my mom, as if I'm so bad that I'm not worthy of being your sister!"

"He's being so pretentious, saying he can't be a good brother, as if I'm stubborn and unruly!"

As a result, facing his own questioning, Ying Yun remained calm and did not even show any embarrassment on his face.

Yang Xueyi turned over and faced Ying Yun with her back. She really didn't want to see his righteous face.

Then the next second, Ying Yun bent her body back and she was facing Ying Yun again.

Under the warm mushroom light, Ying Yun's face also looks gentle.

"Yang Xueyi, I didn't lie."

"I really can't be a good brother."

Ying Yun's eyes shifted away, but his voice remained calm, as if he was recounting something quite ordinary. However, what he said was shocking: "Because a good brother wouldn't sleep with his sister."

He looked at Yang Xueyi expressionlessly: "How can you let me treat you as my sister? Can we still be brother and sister if we sleep less? There is a limit to self-deception."

In the dim bedroom, Ying Yun's eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, making people lost.

Yang Xueyi was distracted and hated that God had given Ying Yun such a fascinating face and a mouth that always left Yang Xueyi speechless.

It’s really annoying!

Yang Xueyi pulled the quilt over her head again: "Alright, alright, I'm going to sleep now! You should get some rest too."

However, after a while, there was no sound of the door being opened and closed again.

Yang Xueyi stuck her head out again, only to find that Ying Yun was still sitting motionless at the head of her bed. Because of her sudden movement, their eyes met, and Ying Yun quickly turned his face away and looked elsewhere.

This made Yang Xueyi flustered again. She used her bad temper to cover up her guilt: "Ying Yun, what are you still doing in my room? You can leave now! If you have nothing else to do, please leave! I'm sleepy!"

Ying Yun lowered his voice: "Auntie Yang bought a lot of seafood at noon, and you made seafood hot pot in the evening."

After saying this, he fell silent again.

What is going on here?

Yang Xueyi threw off the quilt, sat up, and tucked the messy hair that had fallen on her cheeks behind her ears. She said with a fierce face, "Ying Yun, what do you want to say?"

However, Ying Yun still did not directly answer Yang Xueyi's question. He just stared at Yang Xueyi's eyes solemnly: "Can you fall asleep?"

"I guess so." Yang Xueyi didn't lie. She was really sleepy tonight and felt like she would fall asleep the next second as soon as she lay down on the bed.

"Will you still be unable to sleep?"

Yang Xueyi yawned and was about to say no when she saw Ying Yun lower his eyes and then calmly said something shocking -

"Do you want to do it?"

Yang Xueyi was stunned for a few minutes before she realized what Ying Yun said.

However, facing her incredulous gaze, Ying Yun remained calm.

"No!" Yang Xueyi's face flushed, and she had already cursed Ying Yun a hundred times in her heart. Couldn't he be more subtle? He said it so bluntly.

Yang Xueyi lay back down on the bed, covering her flushed face with the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "I really can't sleep tonight. I don't need your help!"

Even after talking about seeing him off, Ying Yun still hadn't left.

"Yang Xueyi, I'm a normal man, I also have needs."

This time, Ying Yun's voice was filled with gritted teeth, trying hard to suppress it. "You and Aunt Yang made me eat so much seafood, don't you have to take responsibility?"

He pulled off Yang Xueyi's quilt again, grabbed her wrists, and forced her under him.

Yang Xueyi was caught off guard, and her soft palm first touched the tense muscles of Ying Yun's thigh.

It's like hitting a hill, and after crossing the hill, you will be faced with an even taller peak.

Of course Yang Xueyi knew what that thing was.

Ying Yun's face was still cold, but he didn't expect the reaction to be so big.

His jawline was sexy and superior, but his voice was deep, as if he was speaking through gritted teeth, with a hint of helpless anger.

"You can sleep, but I can't."

Looking closely, I found that Ying Yun was not that calm. There was some lust in the corners of his eyes, and his gaze was not very clear. He stared at Yang Xueyi with deep eyes, which carried some kind of unintentional temptation.

As if he hated Yang Xueyi's stubbornness, Ying Yun finally stopped beating around the bush. Instead, he held Yang Xueyi's wrist, leaned over, and kissed her.

"I can't sleep tonight if you feed me so much seafood."

Ying Yun kissed and pecked Yang Xueyi's bare neck while pinching her soft waist. Then he lifted her legs without any explanation, trapped her in his arms and fixed her between his legs.

"When you can't sleep, I'm always here to accompany you. This time I can't sleep, is it your turn to accompany me?"

He twitched the corners of his lips, rarely revealing a trace of emotion. He was really angry and laughed: "Or do you really think I'm a free duck?"

Ying Yun grabbed one of Yang Xueyi's hands and pressed it under his body, while his other hand did whatever he wanted, spreading fire all over Yang Xueyi's body. Ying Yun penetrated her lips directly and sucked them until they became numb. Her whole body almost softened into a pool of melted water. Ying Yun's fingers were as malicious as his lips and tongue. He completely ignored the discipline and went deep into the restricted area without anyone in sight, acting arrogantly and domineeringly.

Yang Xueyi was completely unable to resist. After Ying Yun withdrew from her mouth, she could only breathe with her lips slightly open, trying hard to absorb the air Ying Yun gave her.

The long eyelashes were wet with physiological tears caused by excessive stimulation, and the eyes were confused and a little unfocused.

The corners of her eyes were red, and her lips were even redder than the corners of her eyes. However, the low sobs that she couldn't control still leaked out through the gaps between her bitten lips.

One leg was lifted up, and the other leg was still hanging limply on the edge of the bed.

Ying Yun leaned over and Yang Xueyi was pressed down. In a trance, she felt like a fish with its tail cut open, at the mercy of others, completely unable to struggle and being at the mercy of the master.

"You said I was weak and needed to be replenished?"

He leaned over and leaned close to Yang Xueyi's ear, his voice low and sexy: "Yang Xueyi, you deserve it."

Without any buffer, Ying Yun came in uninvited like a burglar.

**

Yang Xueyi swore that she would never let Ying Yun eat even a bite of seafood again.

When she went to take a shower that night, her legs felt like they were about to tremble. It even took her twice as long as usual to walk to the bathroom. It was as if she was dragging her feet.

Fortunately, the quality of my sleep made up for the excessive physical energy consumption, and I slept until I woke up naturally. Therefore, when I went to the company to work overtime the next day to translate a core journal paper, my work efficiency was quite high.

Although it was the weekend, as a translator, there was no clear distinction between weekends and weekdays when there was urgent work. In the medical translation company, except for Yang Xueyi, the other colleagues were also working hard. Even Xu Xinran was holding an overseas conference call in the conference room.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Xueyi stretched and finally completed the first draft of the translation. When she looked around, she found that the other colleagues had already gone home.

Yang Xueyi just stood up and was about to leave, but Xu Xinran had just finished a conference call and walked out of the office, just in time to see her.

"You haven't left yet?" He looked a little surprised, then smiled, looking in a good mood. "Then let's have a cup of coffee together. I have to thank you."

The two of them went to the nearby coffee shop downstairs and found a seat by the floor-to-ceiling window. Xu Xinran was very polite and ordered a dessert in addition to coffee.

He really wanted to thank Yang Xueyi: "I was still thinking about how to find Meng Chengyun, but I didn't expect her to contact me first."

Xu Xinran smiled. "She said you took good care of her brother and she wanted to thank you. She unexpectedly saw me that day and asked about you. She found out I was your boss, so she tried to contact me using my old number and asked me out for dinner. She said she hoped I could take good care of you."

At this point, Xu Xinran's expression softened. "Over the years, she changed her number and I lost contact, but I never changed it, thinking that one day she would contact me. I didn't expect that she would actually contact me."

"After all, I have to thank you for this." He looked at Yang Xueyi, "You have a good relationship with Meng Chengyun's brother?"

The relationship is average, but they sleep together...

Yang Xueyi naturally couldn't tell the truth, so she just lowered her eyes and said, "It's okay."

"Meng Chengyun seems to particularly admire her brother. He kept coming up in conversation several times and kept praising him in front of me, saying that he's handsome, has a great figure, and is smart, and that he's already an orthopedic surgeon at such a young age. I feel like if I want to pursue her, I'll have to get past her brother in the end."

Xu Xinran pursed her lips and said, "Would you mind introducing me to her brother? Say a few good words for him on my behalf. Your words will surely carry weight."

Yang Xueyi was afraid that Xu Xinran would misunderstand her: "Meng Chengyun is exaggerating. I didn't take care of her brother that much. It was just a normal favor. Her brother and I are not that familiar. It may not be helpful if I praise you in front of him..."

"But she said that her brother and you grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and that you two had a very good relationship. Her brother must think very highly of you."

Yang Xueyi didn't know what Meng Chengyun had misunderstood, but it was indeed an exaggeration...

She didn't have that much influence on Ying Yun. At most, as a creditor and landlord, Ying Yun would no longer be as high and mighty as before. In addition, after suffering so much, this man had indeed become more down-to-earth, gentler, and his eyes became clearer.

Fortunately, Xu Xinran only mentioned it briefly and did not delve into it further, nor did he intend to implement it immediately. He just chatted with Yang Xueyi normally about the industry prospects, and the topic quickly shifted to work.

"By the way, there's actually an opportunity for that pharmaceutical company going overseas that I mentioned last time. Are you interested?"

Xu Xinran was completely honest with Yang Xueyi: "Have you heard of Duan Fang Biology?"

"The founder's surname is Jiang. He studied in the United States in his early years and worked as a senior reviewer at the U.S. FDA's Center for Drug Evaluation after graduation. More than a decade ago, he returned to China to start a pharmaceutical company, focusing on cell and gene therapies and developing new domestic drugs. Some of the new drugs he has developed have been approved for inclusion in medical insurance. The company is now seeking to market these drugs overseas and is already conducting Phase III clinical trials of different dosage forms in the United States and Europe."

Duan Fang Biology?

Yang Xueyi had an impression of this name when she worked at her previous foreign pharmaceutical company. She remembered that the company's research and development of new drugs greatly reduced the cost of imported original drugs that patients had to use, allowing more patients to afford medical treatment.

only……

"Isn't Duanfang Biology a company based in Licheng?"

"Yes." Xu Xinran nodded. "But President Jiang is currently moving the entire Phase III R&D center to Rong City. He will also establish a dedicated overseas drug marketing department, which will include a translation team. We need to recruit someone who is proficient in medical English to serve as the team leader."

"I met Mr. Jiang at a medical industry forum in the United States a few years ago and have always been friends with him. He contacted me recently and asked me to recommend a candidate for him."

Xu Xinran smiled and said, "The last time we talked, you were obviously very interested in this, so I immediately thought of you."

"As the leader of the translation team, my income will increase several times once I pass the interview and join the company, but the workload will also be intense. Duanfang Bio is currently focusing on market access for a number of its drugs in Africa and urgently needs manpower to handle the application documents. Therefore, I will be assigned there for three months after joining the company."

"Mr. Jiang is about the same age as our parents. He's quite a stylish man and a legendary figure. When he was young, he believed in singleness so that he could devote himself to his career. He never married or had children."

Xu Xinran took a sip of coffee and said, "But people's moods change after all. His parents passed away a few years ago, and he was hit hard."

"At that age, I suddenly became lonely and single. I was devastated and severely depressed. I was also diagnosed with a malignant tumor and had surgery and chemotherapy."

At this point, Xu Xinran sighed a little. "But with President Jiang still bedridden, his distant relatives were fighting like vultures smelling blood, with ugly faces. Some of his nephews were even posing as the future owners of Duanfang Biology. They were sure he had no offspring and that he was unfit to reproduce after chemotherapy, so they decided to wipe out his family and inherit his shares. President Jiang seemed to have given up on himself during that time and was very depressed."

"At the time, rumors were circulating that Duanfang Biology would either change hands and be acquired, or fall into the hands of his good-for-nothing relatives and descendants, leading to its decline."

Xu Xinran paused here, unable to hide the admiration in his eyes. "But I didn't expect that not long ago, President Jiang suddenly rekindled his fighting spirit and drastically cleared all his distant relatives out of the company. Now he is vigorously promoting new projects, and he will also move from Licheng to Rong City to live and work."

He looked at Yang Xueyi and said, "He is a very proactive and capable person, and he has a good way of dealing with people. If you can work with him, you will definitely learn a lot."

Unlike most bosses who don't want their subordinates to leave if they are capable, Xu Xinran has a broad vision and is willing to support younger generations. He recognized Yang Xueyi's ability, so he was not stingy in leaving better opportunities for him.

"But being stationed in Africa for a while is certainly arduous. And while it's currently three months, I'm not sure how long it will ultimately be. As you know, the time it takes to bring a new drug to market is long, and it's very possible that three months could turn into six months or even a year. If you want to accept this position, you must be mentally prepared for this. It's ultimately up to you. If you're interested, I can recommend you. Consider it and give me your reply within a week."

Xu Xinran had an appointment with Meng Chengyun for dinner in the evening, so he didn't stay any longer. He looked at his watch and said goodbye to Yang Xueyi with a smile.

Yang Xueyi was genuinely interested in Xu Xinran's offer. She loved a challenge and knew the translation industry would inevitably face greater competition in the future, especially with the impact of AI. She knew she needed to find new growth areas before it was too late. She didn't mind the hardship of going to Africa; the only thing holding her back was the three-month deadline.

In three months, it would be over between her and Ying Yun.

They were not in a serious relationship to begin with, so three months was enough time for Ying Yun to meet a new lover and start a relationship.

Especially since Ying Yun usually looks cold, but he is actually not indifferent at all. I don’t know how he managed to remain a virgin for more than 20 years.

What's more, three months is still an optimistic estimate. Yang Xueyi is not completely unfamiliar with the difficulties of launching new drugs, especially when launching them overseas, which is subject to the constraints of overseas political environment and laws and regulations, and there are many variables.

The beginning of this ambiguous relationship with Ying Yun may have been due to a momentary impulse. However, to this day, Yang Xueyi also knows that Ying Yun is at least very satisfied with her body, so she can tacitly maintain the "mutual benefit" relationship with Yang Xueyi.

If... If I continue like this with Ying Yun, will there be a day when Ying Yun will like her as much as he likes Yang Xueyi's body?

Yang Xueyi didn't know.

She was a little confused.

Should she stand up bravely and tell Ying Yun about her feelings? Would Ying Yun wait for her for a few months or even a year?

Yang Xueyi was unsure.

She suspected that once she let go of her relationship with Ying Yun, there might be nothing left.

But Yang Xueyi couldn't give up career opportunities just to maintain her relationship with Ying Yun.

Maybe it's time to sort out your thoughts, stay away from Ying Yun, stop being so dependent on him, calm down and examine this relationship, focus more on yourself, and look for another possibility.

Yang Xueyi was torn between her conscience and her own desires. She didn't want to go home because just seeing Ying Yun's face made her feel restless and confused, so she simply continued to sit in the cafe.

She subconsciously took out her phone and numbly scrolled through her social media accounts.

She clearly didn't want to see Ying Yun, but even social media seemed to be monitoring her life, unethically recommending Ying Yun to her.

“A very handsome doctor I met in the orthopedics department”

The accompanying picture shows Ying Yun's face in a white coat. In the video, he was obviously unaware that he was being secretly filmed. He was signing a prescription with his head lowered. His eyebrows were cold, his face was handsome, and his white, bony fingers were slightly bent. His handwriting was just like his personality, strong and domineering.

Yang Xueyi opened the comment section and, not surprisingly, all of it was praise for Ying Yun's appearance, praising his noble elegance, coldness, and outstanding temperament.

Unable to control herself, Yang Xueyi refreshed the video again and played it again.

This time, there were some discordant comments under the video.

"Don't just stare at his face and go crazy. This man's name is Ying Yun, and he has a lot of stories. He privately asked patients for red envelopes, and the victim exposed him!"

"He was originally the only son of Ying Wenjun, the CEO of Yuanyang Freight Group. He used to be a real young master. How could he not act like a nobleman? It's a pity that he can't be a young master anymore. He has to rely on asking for red envelopes to make a living."

"His mother had an affair and gave birth to him. When the scandal was exposed, she ran away with the money without even taking him with her. He's a boy whose face even his mother doesn't want. Think about it for yourself..."

…

Ying Yun's face was already quite good-looking, and now there was the confusing gossip about the wealthy family, especially those messages that clearly showed signs of manipulation. The comment section quickly became filled with foul language and all sorts of things were said.

Yang Xueyi couldn't just sit back and watch the fire. Although she was not the one being attacked, she couldn't help but become angry, and felt sad and indignant for Ying Yun.

How would Ying Yun feel if he saw this kind of comment?

His background was not his fault.

Being abandoned by his own mother, even as an adult, even if Ying Yun always remained silent, he would still be hurt inside.

Although the prosecution is already in progress, the trial will not be held soon and a winning verdict cannot be obtained immediately, so it is impossible to punish these rumor-mongers in a timely manner.

Yang Xueyi frowned and reported all the offensive comments one by one.

But in fact, she didn't understand Mrs. Ying either.

Mr. Ying was suddenly humiliated when he found out that Ying Yun was not his biological son, so he hated Ying Yun. Yang Xueyi could understand that, but how could Mrs. Ying be so heartless to Ying Yun?

As we all know, when you find a cockroach in the open, there are actually a group of them hiding in the dark.

Yang Xueyi believes that whether it is the sarcasm she hears from Ying Yun’s colleagues in the hospital or the harsh attacks on the Internet, it is just the tip of the iceberg of what Ying Yun has encountered.

He is such a proud man and doesn't know how to deal with these fickle human relationships.

Now when I think back to Ying Yun's head that was always held high and proudly, his handsome jawline, his upright body and long legs, I always feel that every detail was full of pretense of strength.

Some time ago, Ying Yun even went to see a psychiatrist!

If she didn't know this secret, Yang Xueyi wouldn't be able to detect the difference in Ying Yun's condition just from the surface - so how hard did he have to work to pick up each broken piece, glue it back together, and reassemble it to create the illusion that he was still complete?

If Mrs. Ying could come back and stay with him, Ying Yun would probably feel much better.

After all, the companionship that Yang Xueyi provides only makes Ying Yun less lonely on a physical level.

She took advantage of the opportunity to possess Ying Yun's body, but she could not pry open the shell of his heart. She clearly coveted the pearl hidden in his arms, but she tried her best like a jumping clown but to no avail.

Yang Xueyi looked out the window in this state of wild thought. It was almost dusk, and the setting sun hung between two tall office buildings, like a richly colored oil painting.

At the moment when light and night were about to take turns, Yang Xueyi caught a glimpse of a familiar yet unfamiliar figure out of the corner of her eye.

The next second, her heart beat faster, her emotions became tense, and she jumped up from her seat almost subconsciously.

Not caring about the unfinished dessert or the sidelong glances from people around her because of her loud noise, and forgetting that she was wearing high heels, Yang Xueyi rushed out of the coffee shop like the wind and chased after the person ahead desperately.

She seemed to see Mrs. Ying.

【Author’s words】

This chapter randomly drops 200 red envelopes~

Yang Xueyi's insomnia should have recovered, but Ying Yun might be suffering from insomnia instead... [Cai Gou]