22 Chapter 22
◎Six thousand, Bao Yingyun for one night◎
Death Ying Yun!
Even if he misunderstood, couldn't he at least give him some face and just give him a perfunctory hug and go through the formalities?
Must it be exposed?
Yang Xueyi's face flushed and she fled into the master bedroom in embarrassment, but after calming down, she felt that it was unnecessary.
At this moment, the sound of water running as Ying Yun washed dishes could be heard outside the room.
Think about the young master who was once so high and mighty, but now he has fallen to the point where he can only wash dishes for you in a cold face. What is there to be embarrassed about?
He's not embarrassed!
In the past, Ying Yun was rich, and if she embarrass herself in front of this annoying guy, she would probably be ridiculed. But now Ying Yun is even worse off than she is. Yang Xueyi should be more relaxed in front of him!
Thinking of this, Yang Xueyi immediately took out her cell phone and generously transferred 6,000 yuan to Ying Yun.
Now she is the landlord!
She's the one spending the money!
She is the well-deserved sponsor!
It was finally Yang Xueyi's turn to stand up straight and behave herself!
Fearing that Ying Yun would not accept it, Yang Xue rushed out of the room again. Outside, Ying Yun had just finished washing the dishes and was washing his hands slowly.
"Ying Yun!" Yang Xueyi blinked. "I can't find my phone. Give me a call using yours!"
Ying Yun didn't suspect anything, and although he frowned slightly, as if he thought Yang Xueyi was troublesome, he still took out his cell phone. As soon as he unlocked it, Yang Xueyi snatched it away when he was not paying attention.
She quickly logged into WeChat, found her profile picture, and quickly clicked on the payment button before returning the phone to Ying Yun.
"You washed the dishes well." Yang Xueyi put her hands on her hips, smug, her bossy side taking over. "Xiaoying, you must continue to work hard and avoid arrogance and impatience. Do your job of washing dishes and cleaning well, and shine in your new position. Got you? If you do well, Boss Yang might even consider giving you a promotion."
Ying Yun was stunned for a moment, his expression complicated. "What kind of position can you get promoted to by washing dishes? Is there a way to move up after washing dishes?"
"Don't worry about it. Young people, talk less and do more. Don't question your boss all the time. Be down-to-earth!"
Yang Xueyi acted like a boss inspecting a job: "You keep the money. I'm a man of my word. I won't let you work for nothing. The six thousand is for your dishwashing and housework."
As expected, Ying Yun was very surprised by his generous spending. He frowned and looked at his phone: "Yang Xueyi, are you sure?"
"I'm sure! According to normal business logic, I should give you a deposit first, then pay it in installments. The balance won't be given to you until you finish washing dishes for a year. But I believe in you, so I'm willing to advance you the entire year's money in one lump sum! You're so lucky to have met me!"
"..." Ying Yun rubbed his brows, his expression a little distorted, perhaps due to excitement, his voice trembling, "Not just washing dishes once, but washing dishes for a whole year?! Six thousand? Give it all to me at once?"
Yes! This isn't a one-time, short-term job, but a year-long opportunity!
Normally, Ms. Yang Meiying has already provided Ying Yun with the convenience of renting a house, and the division of labor between Yang Xueyi and Ying Yun in cooking and washing dishes is also fair. Even if Yang Xueyi does not give Ying Yun a penny, it is very reasonable. What's more, Yang Xueyi is now unemployed and has a mortgage, so she is not that wealthy. She is willing to make up an excuse to take care of his self-esteem and give him 6,000 yuan, which is already the limit.
"A stay-at-home wife who takes care of children and does housework for ten years can only get a maximum of 100,000 yuan in compensation in a divorce. On average, taking care of children and doing housework only makes 10,000 yuan a year. Since you don't need to cook or take care of children, you only need to wash dishes and do some cleaning. I'm willing to give you 6,000 yuan!" Yang Xueyi glanced at Ying Yun. "Are you satisfied with the amount?"
Ying Yun pursed his lips, probably thinking about the trouble he was in now, and took a deep breath: "I am satisfied, but I think this is too much, not good. I don't want it, I'll give it back to you."
Yang Xueyi was very touched.
After becoming poor, Ying Yun really became sensible. He realized that making money is not easy and even thought about returning the money to her.
She didn't want Ying Yun to feel any psychological burden: "You keep it, I don't need these six thousand."
“Is your salary that high?”
Yang Xueyi understood why people who pretended to be rich became addicted, because it really satisfied their vanity, especially in front of their old enemies.
"Don't I work for a foreign pharmaceutical company? Our income is pretty high, especially since I recently got a promotion and a raise for my good performance."
"Unlike you, my salary won't increase significantly in the short term. We have many opportunities in foreign companies!"
Yang Xueyi rarely felt so proud in front of Ying Yun. Even though she was bluffing and lying, she couldn't help feeling a little excited. She wanted to brag about herself a little more, but she suddenly heard Qiao Qianqian's voice coming from the door.
"Xiaoxue! Are you home? If you weren't here, I would have come in by myself!"
Yang Xueyi didn't know why Qiao Qianqian came to see her at this time, but when she looked at Ying Yun, who was standing in front of her with a stern face and still as arrogant as ever, she subconsciously became nervous and flustered.
"Ying Yun, hide quickly!"
Yang Xueyi didn't know why she felt guilty, but she was in a hurry and didn't have time to think too much. She subconsciously continued her previous habit and didn't want anyone to know about her relationship with Ying Yun.
Not daring to look at Ying Yun's shocked and disbelieving eyes, Yang Xueyi pushed him into the floor-to-ceiling wardrobe in the corridor of the living room while he was still not reacting.
The next second, Qiao Qianqian turned the key to open the door and came in carrying a bag of things.
Yang Xueyi didn't have a car, but Qiao Qianqian did, so she had helped move things from the staff dormitory. In order to prevent himself from being away from home due to a sudden interview, he simply gave Qiao Qianqian a key to the new house.
Qiao Qianqian pushed the door open and was stunned when she saw Yang Xueyi: "Are you home?"
"You left some things with me when you stayed at my place last time, so I'm here to bring them to you and return your house keys at the same time."
Fortunately, Ying Yun was stuffed into the closet at the last moment!
Yang Xueyi took the key with lingering fear, thanked her, and waited for Qiao Qianqian to say goodbye to her in a hurry.
However, this time, contrary to her usual behavior, Qiao Qianqian sat down on the sofa and began to complain bitterly -
"I broke up!"
Yang Xueyi listened to her angrily complaining for about ten minutes, and finally understood the whole story.
The fitness coach cheated on her. Qiao Qianqian had originally taken a wedding photo shoot in another city, but in order to give her boyfriend a surprise as soon as possible, she rushed back after finishing her work overnight. She wanted to give him a surprise, but ended up giving him a shock.
"If this jerk honestly admitted to cheating, he'd be quite courageous. But instead, he's being affectionate with his mistress while still being afraid of being discovered."
Qiao Qianqian was filled with righteous indignation: "When I went there, he actually cowardly let his mistress hide in the closet!"
"That wardrobe..." Qiao Qianqian pointed at the one in Yang Xueyi's house. "It's about the same size as yours! The woman couldn't hold it in any longer and came out on her own!"
"Xiaoxue? Are you okay? Why do you look so pale and even sweating?"
Yang Xueyi looked at the wardrobe in front of her and thought bitterly, how could she not break out in a cold sweat? Ying Yun was still inside. This was like a perfect replica of Qiao Qianqian's adultery scene...
"What do you mean by idiot, hiding someone in a closet? Can't they just find an empty room? No wonder he's a fitness trainer. He's so focused on developing his limbs, his mind is so simple!"
Stop talking! Stop talking!
It's me! I'm the idiot!
Yang Xueyi regretted it so much that her intestines turned green.
I don't know what's wrong with me that I just wanted to force Ying Yun in without knowing the truth...
Fortunately, there aren't too many clothes in his closet, so Ying Yun shouldn't feel too stuffy.
But before Yang Xueyi could finish her congratulations, she could hear the ringing of a cell phone from the closet...
Yang Xueyi was about to make a desperate attempt to pretend that it was her cell phone ringing, but the ringing stopped and Ying Yun's voice rang next.
"Okay, I got it, I'll be right there."
The sound was blocked by the wardrobe, and it became muffled and had a vague ambiguity.
The next second, in Qiao Qianqian's shocked eyes, the owner of the voice pushed open the wardrobe and walked out calmly.
At this moment, Yang Xueyi had only one thought——
Just die.
…
Ying Yun was still as handsome and tall as ever, and his expression was very calm and steady. However, the hair on his forehead was inevitably rubbed by the only clothes in the closet and was slightly lifted.
Qiao Qianqian stared at Ying Yun with her mouth wide open, as if she was completely stunned.
"There's an emergency at the hospital. A patient in my ward is in critical condition." Ying Yun pursed his lips and glanced at Yang Xueyi. "I can't ignore the call."
"You guys chat, I'm going to go see the patient. I'm leaving first."
After saying this concisely, the man walked away calmly, leaving the mess to Yang Xueyi.
Qiao Qianqian recovered from the huge shock in advance: "You and Ying Yun? You two... Why is he hiding in your closet?!"
"Wait, wait, wait, don't tell me yet, let me guess first!"
Looking at the expression on Qiao Qianqian's face, Yang Xueyi had already guessed what her friend was thinking.
Sure enough, she stared at Yang Xueyi with a burning gaze: "Xiaoxue! You've made it!"
I only heard Qiao Qianqian's admiring face and said deafeningly -
"You're not taking advantage of Ying Yun's hard times to snatch him away, are you?! No wonder you came to me to ask if Ying Yun had met with any misfortune!"
“…” She just knew…
Yang Xueyi held her forehead and said, "There's a new forest cafe near our house. Let's order some drinks and chat."
**
The patient in the accident was suffering from lumbar spondylosis. Ying Yun remembered it very clearly. He had L3/4 intervertebral disc bulging, L4/5 and L5/S1 intervertebral disc protrusion, and spinal canal stenosis. He finally underwent an open lumbar spine surgery with eight steel nails placed in the lumbar spine. Ying Yun participated in the operation as an assistant.
The patient was originally hospitalized for recuperation, but unfortunately fell out of bed, causing him to become emotionally unstable due to the pain. He insisted on seeing Ying Yun, with whom he communicated more frequently during daily rounds, to feel at ease. Ying Yun then rushed to the hospital in a hurry.
Fortunately, the doctor on duty handled the situation properly according to the emergency plan. After Ying Yun arrived at the scene, he found that the patient was not seriously injured. He comforted the patient and waited until the patient fell asleep before leaving.
But as soon as he walked out of the hospital, Ying Yun felt a headache when he thought of Yang Xueyi's family and her friend.
He didn't know what was wrong with him.
Renting Yang Xueyi's house was a mistake, and now I even got a job washing dishes.
Ying Yun had a stern face, and in his heart he wanted to fire his mouth and stomach. What kind of evil had compelled him to sell his soul just for a stutter?
He didn't know what was wrong with Yang Xueyi, and was completely caught off guard when she forced him into the closet.
Of course I can't go back now.
Ying Yun thought about it, turned around and went to a newly opened forest cafe near the hospital to order a cup of coffee.
This coffee shop is quite unique. In order to create a sense of atmosphere, the lights are dim. Now it is evening, and the light has become ambiguous and blurry. Apart from the candlelight of the scented candles on each table, you can't see people's faces at all unless you get close.
The reason why it is called a forest is that although there are no private rooms, each seat is surrounded by green plants, which block the surrounding sight and protect privacy while giving it a forest-like feel.
Ying Yun ordered a cup of coffee and had just sat down quietly for a while when he heard a sound coming from behind the green plants beside him -
"So that annoying snitch you always scold is Ying Yun?"
Ying Yun frowned, having a bad feeling.
The next second, the bad premonition came true completely——
"I'm sorry, Qianqian. I didn't mean to hide it from you. I just didn't want to get involved with that kind of nasty guy, so I didn't tell you. I stuffed him in the closet just now because I didn't want anyone to know that I knew him. I think he's unlucky!"
It was really Yang Xueyi’s voice.
It was ironic that I came to the coffee shop to avoid these two people, but ended up bumping into them.
The two people opposite were obviously unaware that the person being discussed was not far away—
"But Xiaoxue, when you were scolding him every day before, I felt that you cared about him very much. I didn't think much of it, but since this person is Ying Yun... tell me the truth, do you actually like him? Otherwise, why would you take him in as soon as he fell on hard times?"
Yang Xueyi's denial almost blurted out: "What do you mean by like? I took him in because I hated him! What could be more satisfying than seeing your former enemy in such a state? He used to be so cold to me, but now things have changed and he's the one living under my roof. From now on, he'll be the only one who has to look at my face. How satisfying!"
Ying Yun sneered and frowned.
Yang Xueyi is still Yang Xueyi. She hasn't changed at all in the past ten years.
Ying Yun just felt that he was stupid.
One cannot step into the same river twice, but he plunged into the mud pit of Yang Xueyi again and again without hesitation.
I must have been a pig in my previous life.
Because pigs can't resist mud puddles.
I actually thought she felt pity after seeing the misfortune that happened to her family.
I haven't been fooled enough ten years ago, and I actually believe her again.
Kindness, sincerity, compassion, does Yang Xueyi have such things?
I'm afraid that tricking me into washing dishes and giving myself 6,000 yuan were all dirty tricks this woman came up with to humiliate me.
Ying Yun stood up with a cold face and decided to go back to the house to pack his luggage.
However, one does not know if even drinking cold water will get stuck in one's teeth when one is unlucky. Before Ying Yun could leave, he heard the sound of chairs being pulled out from behind the green plants on the other side of him. A group of people sat down, and then a familiar teasing voice came from behind -
"Have you heard? Ying Yun is not his father's biological son."
"I heard about it a long time ago. He was pretending to be something before. The vice president's daughter fell in love with him, but he rejected her because he was so proud of himself. He must be regretting it now. Otherwise, if he had been with the vice president, how could he have worried about his future?"
"He's such a shrewd person, relying on his wealth to pay for every surgery he encounters. He's trying to gain recognition by pretending to be righteous and noble, but he's actually spoiling his patients. Last time, a patient pointed at me and yelled at me, saying, 'How can Dr. Ying pay, but why can't you?'"
"He also said that the medicine Ying Yun prescribed for him was cheap and effective, and asked me why I prescribed such expensive medicine. Oh my God, Ying Yun has plenty of money, but I do. If I keep prescribing cheap medicine to patients, I'll just go home and starve."
"I hate hypocrites like him the most. They make us look bad."
"He can become an attending physician at this age, isn't it because he used to be the son of Yuanyang Freight? Does he really think he's that capable? Isn't it just because he always treats a bunch of us colleagues out to dinner to win people's hearts..."
…
Ying Yun knew that he was not RMB and it was impossible for everyone to like him, but he did not expect that there were so many people who regarded him as a thorn in their eyes.
These male doctors who mocked him behind his back were the ones who responded most enthusiastically when he invited them to dinner before, but now...
Oh.
Ying Yun has come to understand the fickleness of the world.
His colleagues are like this, and so is Yang Xueyi.
They are all no different.
Those male colleagues probably thought that Ying Yun was not on duty today and would not be here, so they chatted more boldly.
"I don't know what's wrong with young girls these days. Look at how many female interns and nurses in the hospital like him? And there are also many female patients and their families. It's outrageous."
"No one will like him anymore. His family is already in this state, and no one is stupid. Without the halo of the young master of Yuanyang Freight, who would like him..."
…
Ying Yun didn't want to listen anymore and prepared to leave, but just as he stood up, he heard the harsh sound of someone behind him moving a chair forcefully, as if someone had suddenly stood up.
Then came the sound of someone slamming the table, seemingly unable to bear it any longer, followed by Yang Xueyi's familiar voice.
"Why doesn't anyone like him?"
"Do you think people like Ying Yun because he's the young master of Yuanyang Freight?"
Yang Xueyi's voice was filled with anger, and every word she said sounded like a firecracker thrown in someone's face.
"Others like him because Ying Yun wouldn't agree to marry the vice president's daughter just for his own future. Even though he's rich, he still has sympathy for poor patients and won't be ruthless. He certainly won't prescribe overpriced medication just for kickbacks!"
"He's able to become an attending physician at such a young age because he works harder than anyone else. While you idiots were making sarcastic remarks behind his back, Ying Yun had already rushed to the hospital for his patients! Even though it was his rest time now!"
"It's hard to admit that someone is better than you, but he has more potential than you idiots who only know how to get his food for free!"
Across the lush greenery, Ying Yun could clearly hear Yang Xueyi's clear, melodious voice, filled with unbearable anger and indignation.
"Ying Yun is just crazy because he's poor, and there are still many people who like him. It has nothing to do with whose son he is."
"Because we young girls look at faces first when we fall in love!"
"He's way more handsome than you guys! He's better than you guys just by looking good!"
"Even if you two were begging together one day, he would still ask for more than you!"
…
Ying Yun didn't understand why he had to beg for food, but his heart still beat heavily with the ups and downs of Yang Xueyi's voice.
He had to subconsciously cover his chest to barely stop the restlessness in his heart.
**
Yang Xueyi was eloquent and passionate, and she indiscriminately fired at the enemy like a machine gun. As expected, no one from the enemy army survived.
Several male doctors who had been ridiculing Ying Yun behind her back shut up. They didn't dare to look Yang Xueyi in the eye, and finally just muttered a few words, "Forget it, I won't bother with her" and "She's been bewitched by Ying Yun's face again." They found a way to back down and then fled.
Yang Xueyi quickly returned to her seat. Although she had won a great victory, she was still very angry: "Who is this!"
"Okay, okay, drink some water."
After Yang Xueyi gulped down her water, she looked up and found Qiao Qianqian looking at her with a subtle expression: "Didn't you just say you hated Ying Yun and wanted to see him suffer? Why do you jump out every time someone next door says something bad about him? I can't stop you."
"These are two different things!" Yang Xueyi cleared her throat. "I just can't stand those who take advantage of others' misfortunes and complain behind their backs. I would stand up for anyone!"
"Come on, how can I not recognize you? You are a hypocrite, bluffing with your words. You look smart and mercenary, but in reality you are just a naive person. In fact, you sympathize with Ying Yun in your heart, right?"
Yang Xueyi felt awkward: "How could I sympathize with him? I wanted to humiliate him! I even paid him 6,000 yuan to wash dishes and do housework for me for a year!"
"You're unemployed and have a mortgage, yet you gave him 6,000 yuan in one go and even gave him the excuse of having him wash dishes and do chores so he could accept it with dignity. There are only two of you living together, how many dishes and chores can you possibly handle? Xiaoxue, I'm truly impressed by you."
Qiao Qianqian rolled her eyes. "You'd be better off paying Ying Yun six thousand to wash the dishes for one night than paying him six thousand. What a waste."
Although Qiao Qianqian loves to talk nonsense, she is actually an enthusiastic and righteous person. Yang Xueyi ignored Ying Yun's proposal of 6,000 yuan for one night and began to worry about the practical problems of money and work.
"Oh, if I had known earlier I wouldn't have quit on impulse. Money is hard to come by and shit is hard to eat. Now that I think about it, it's not so unbearable."
She said pitifully: "Qianqian, do you have any profitable part-time jobs to recommend to me?"
"You have such low material desires and don't spend much money, so why are you in such a hurry to get a part-time job?" Qiao Qianqian glared at her. "Why? Are you really planning to earn money to support Ying Yun? If he doesn't have money, can't he just get a part-time job himself?"
Yang Xueyi sighed: "You know, for people like us who are usually poor, it's not hard to adapt to being poor. We've long been accustomed to seeing people's faces when we go to work."
"But for someone like him who used to be rich, it's hard to go from extravagant to frugal. It's basically unacceptable for him to be suddenly poor. And he has to deal with the snobbish people around him just now. It's exhausting enough, and he has to work part-time too. Don't let his mentality become unbalanced and he becomes depressed. There are so many people suffering from depression these days, and many are even prone to self-harm and suicide. I can't just watch him go down this path."
"Although I thought he was annoying, and he used to have a sullen face all day long, as if he was always on guard against me, afraid that I would try to get close to him, but now seeing him like this, I feel so sorry for him."
Yang Xueyi tapped the table with her hand and announced, "So, besides being a translator, I'd also like to work as a model. I didn't want to before, but now I think earning money is not bad!"
"There's no news of recruitment for Zhongtian Medical Translation Company yet? Don't you really want to work there?"
Yang Xueyi sighed: "I didn't see any recruitment, but I signed up for their upcoming translation training course. I hope to take the opportunity to meet Zhong Tian and submit my resume..."
…
On the other side of the green plants, Ying Yun was silent, with mixed feelings.
He didn't think that Yang Xueyi's 6,000 yuan was not a humiliation, but the limit she could give at the moment.
Yang Xueyi was not as bad as he thought.
Ying Yun was a little moved.
Yang Xueyi's friend asked a question that Ying Yun was also curious about:
"Xiaoxue, what does Ying Yun mean to you now?"
What does it matter?
Friend? Half-relative? Or...
Ying Yun felt a little nervous for no reason.
Times have changed. Even if Yang Xueyi likes him now, he can't respond immediately in this situation.
This happened too fast, and he was in a state of confusion after going through so much...
Ying Yun hoped that Yang Xueyi would not say anything that would embarrass him.
Then the next second, Ying Yun heard Yang Xueyi's answer——
"Poodle, right!"
Yang Xueyi's voice didn't hesitate for a second. "To me, he's like a poodle that was born into a wealthy family and always enjoyed a good life, but was abandoned and became a stray dog. He has no ability to survive in the wild and would die if left alone."
"As for me, although I don't have the ability or the financial resources to raise it, I'm taking it in temporarily out of kindness. Once it's better, I'll find a new, wealthy owner to adopt it, and then I'll retire."
Yang Xueyi said with longing: "Of course, it would be even better if this poodle could learn to be grateful and give me something in return. I really hope that when he becomes rich in the future, he will repay me for my kindness and spend a few million to kill me."
Ying Yun: “…”
Yang Xueyi is not that bad, but she may not be that good either.
However, Ying Yun was mean, so even though Yang Xueyi treated him like a poodle, he couldn't stop his heart from beating restlessly.
【Author’s words】
Qiao Qianqian: Ying Yun, Yang Xueyi treats you like a dog
Ying Yun: You are so annoying, I just like dogs
200 red envelopes in this chapter [cat head]
P.S.: Let’s start by training the young master by washing dishes. He will also be able to cook in the future…
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