Chapter 11, The Eleventh Beam of Light: "Boss! I'll take responsibility for you!..."
Song Xingyun's mind went blank; she didn't even know how she had done it.
After the darkness in her vision cleared, she sprang out of Yu Mushang's arms. "Thank you, boss, for saving my life! You'll definitely make a fortune!"
Song Xingyun ran away as she spoke, too ashamed to stay there any longer.
Ying Qi, who had been covering his eyes, suddenly opened his fingers wide and witnessed the entire process of his boss being tackled by his assistant. "Holy crap! A warrior has appeared..."
When Song Xingyun returned to her seat, her face was still burning. The scene before her kept replaying in her mind's eye. "This time, I really can't clear my name even if I jump into the Yellow River."
The first time was fine, but I didn't expect to be caught off guard and do it twice. "Who can vouch for me that I really didn't mean to flirt with the boss?!"
Originally planning to leave quickly after get off work, Song Xingyun remembered that she hadn't done her test for the day, so she started banging her head on the table.
Finally, she cast a pleading look at Ying Qi, who had just appeared, but he responded with a feigned helpless shrug, "I can't save you."
Song Xingyun had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in herself. When she went in, she saw that the man seemed to have been waiting for her for a long time. When he saw her, he said expressionlessly, "I thought Assistant Song didn't dare to come today."
Song Xingyun coughed lightly twice, trying to appear less concerned about the "accident," as if that would make it seem like it really was just an accident. "What did the boss say? I don't understand?"
Although Yu Mushang couldn't see her, he could imagine the panic she was trying so hard to hide. "Oh? Don't understand? Then why was Assistant Song running ahead? And what's she panicking about now?"
Seeing the test questions he had prepared for her on his desk, Song Xingyun quickly grabbed them and started working on them, still stubbornly insisting, "I ran because I had an inspiration and wanted to write it down quickly, and I panicked because I had another test to take..."
Yu Mushang remained silent this time. Song Xingyun kept glancing at him while doing her homework, but she couldn't figure out what he was thinking and had no idea what to do.
Fortunately, she still had the ability and passed the test in the end. Yu Mushang didn't know whether to be happy or awkward. He was happy that she could still calm down and get a perfect score, but he was also awkward because she seemed to really not care.
"You can go home now," he said to her, and prepared to get up as well.
Just as Song Xingyun was feeling liberated, she hadn't even taken two steps when she heard the man let out a very soft groan, very similar to the one she had heard when she tackled him not long ago.
She turned around and saw that Yu Mushang's expression was not good, so she quickly ran back, "What's wrong?"
Yu Mushang hadn't expected her to come back and had underestimated her observation skills, but since she was back, he didn't hold back. He turned his face toward her and uttered two words, "Back pain."
Song Xingyun: ?
"Why did your back suddenly start hurting all of a sudden? You..." She started to say, but her alarm bells went off in her head, and her voice trailed off, "Could it be because of me?"
Yu Mushang had excellent hearing; even though she spoke as softly as a mosquito's buzz, he still heard her clearly and wouldn't make excuses for her. "What do you suggest we do now?"
These words confirmed Song Xingyun's guess. She couldn't laugh anymore. Everyone says a man's back is his most important asset! She had actually made him injure his back...
Her face was contorted with grief, but her voice suddenly rose, "Boss! I'll take responsibility for you!"
Yu Mushang was startled by her loud voice and imposing manner. "Anyone who didn't know better would think you were making a vow." Just when Song Xingyun thought he was going to let her off the hook, she heard him continue, "Then Assistant Song, go back and think about how to take responsibility, and report back tomorrow."
Song Xingyun: ...
She thought to herself, "He could have just asked me for the medical bills, but he gave me a whole night to prepare. He's such a good person."
Since that's the case, Song Xingyun seized the opportunity and said, "Okay, boss! I'll go back and think of a solution right away!"
Before Yu Mushang could react, Song Xingyun's footsteps had already faded into the distance. Then he heard her calling out to Changming to hurry up. For the first time, he was unsure, "Did she even understand what I meant?"
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Song Xingyun tossed and turned in her bed for a long time before finally having to call Wen Ying for help. "Wenwen, I have a question for you."
Wen Ying was getting her nails done, so relaxed that she spoke slowly, "Go ahead and ask."
The next second, Song Xingyun on the other end of the phone asked, "How much compensation would you have to pay if you injured a man's back?"
Wen Ying yawned, "You hurt a man's back..." Then she suddenly stood up, startling the manicurist, who smudged the design she was painting on her hand. Wen Ying raised her voice, "Which man's back did you hurt? How did you hurt him? Tell me quickly!"
Even through the phone, Song Xingyun could feel Wen Ying's excitement and gossip. Her lips were twitching, and she moved the phone away a bit, otherwise Wen Ying's eardrums would be shattered.
When Wen Ying heard no response for a long time, she slowly sat down again, preparing to ask her questions piecemeal, "Then tell me first, who is that man?"
Song Xingyun buried her head in the blanket, "Yu Mushang." This time she was quite honest.
Wen Ying thought to herself, "I knew it," and her gossip level soared to its peak. "Then, how did you... hurt him?"
Her question reminded Song Xingyun of the embarrassing moment she had experienced earlier that day. She rubbed her slightly burning ears and said, "I tackled him."
"What! Ah!" Wen Ying couldn't help but scream again.
Song Xingyun's embarrassment vanished with her "Ah," and the pace of their question-and-answer session quickened.
"You haven't been doing anything bad behind my back, have you?"
"Of course not! What are you thinking?"
"You just fell onto the grass? I thought it was something serious! Did he yell at you?"
"No."
Did he insult you?
"No?"
Did he say he was going to fire you?
No, not at all.
"That's settled then, why are you in such a panic?"
"Although... I'm supposed to be responsible for his medical expenses, right? What if I can't afford it?" Song Xingyun said, then checked her mobile banking account to see her savings. Six figures... should... be enough...
Wen Ying was admiring her newly done manicure when she teased her, "If you can't afford it, how about you repay me with your body?"
Song Xingyun knew it was unlikely she'd hear any reliable advice from Wen Ying. "Don't be like that," she said, "I'm really afraid my opportunistic personality will come out."
Fearing that Wen Ying might say something even more outrageous, she quickly said goodnight and decided to take her bank card to work the next day.
In her dream that night, Song Xingyun domineeringly threw a bank card at Yu Mushang, saying, "Take this to get your back checked! If that's not enough, I'll have to repay you with my body!"
Yu Mushang pulled her into his arms, and she was instantly startled awake, all her previous bravado gone.
When Song Xingyun opened her eyes, Changming was still snoring. The sky outside was just beginning to lighten. She thought for a moment and got up early to go to the market to buy a three-pound black carp and some ingredients to make up for it with a homemade grilled fish for lunch. It would be good if she could get a discount on the medical expenses...
On the way to Villa No. 9, Changming was drooling over the fish. Song Xingyun poked its head and said, "We're both responsible. You're being punished by having to reduce your can of food by one today!"
Even though Changming pleaded and refused, Song Xingyun couldn't bear to let him go.
"Oh, Chef Song, are you planning to show off your skills again at noon today?" As soon as she entered the door, Ying Qi looked over because of the smell of fish.
Yu Mushang replied slowly and deliberately, "What does it have to do with you whether it's exhibited or not? You can't eat it anyway."
Hearing this, Ying Qi felt extremely aggrieved. "Boss, I never expected you to be so possessive of your food!" He finally understood whose temperament Bai Sui inherited from, but he dared not say it.
Song Xingyun gave a perfunctory smile, picked up the fish and ran into the house. She quickly marinated the fish and finished before her official start time, which put her mind at ease.
But soon her heart was in her throat again, because Ying Qi asked her to watch the house, "The boss has a backache, I'm taking him to the hospital for a check-up."
"Be careful on your way." Song Xingyun's thought of following them was immediately nipped in the bud by Ying Qi's gesture of refusal. She had just caught a glimpse of the figure walking towards the door when she heard him speak, "Are you done talking?"
Ying Qi took off running.
Song Xingyun felt like she'd been caught red-handed; did this person really have some kind of supernatural ability...?
Only after the person was out of sight did her little mouth droop. "Something doesn't feel right..."
Although she was preoccupied with other things, she still managed to complete the study and drawing tasks she had set for herself that morning. When it was almost lunchtime and the two people still hadn't returned, she went into the kitchen again, preoccupied with her thoughts, to make grilled fish.
At this moment, on the bus,
“Boss, this fall was quite serious. The doctor said you can’t fall again for a while and you need to rest. How about we hire a caregiver?” Ying Qi muttered to himself as he turned the steering wheel. “I didn’t expect my little assistant, with her small frame, to knock you down and cause such a serious injury.”
Yu Mushang thought of the stone he had placed under his waist yesterday. "What nonsense are you talking about? You can only blame yourself for not taking good care of the garden."
As Ying Qi sat in the car, trouble fell from the sky. "My life is so miserable," she said, putting on an act before asking again, "Aren't you really going to hire a caregiver?"
Yu Mushang touched the touchscreen in his hand, a newly developed product of the Yu family. "Hire a caregiver? The cost will be deducted from your salary?"
Ying Qi shook her head vigorously, "Hey, I think we should save this money. Isn't the assistant just a ready-made caregiver?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Mushang looked up and said with disdain, "Capitalist."
Ying Qi grinned, "Even though it was an insult, it somehow made me feel good."
Yu Mushang: ...
"I should have told you to see a neurologist as well."
"Don't mention it when you get back."
Yingqi did not understand, but obeyed.
When the two returned to Villa No. 9, they passed by the dining area, and the aroma made their stomachs rumble in protest.
When Song Xingyun saw that he had returned, her eyes lit up. "Come and eat!"
The broth around the grilled fish in the large iron pan was still bubbling away. Although Yu Mushang couldn't see it, he knew from the smell and smell that it would taste good.
Song Xingyun was getting her food when he stood beside her, carefully washing his hands. She got nervous and started talking a lot, enthusiastically describing her grilled fish dish for the day, "You'll definitely love it!"
But she didn't get a response from the man no matter what she said, so she thought of his back injury.
"Boss, you..."
"Assistant Song."
This time, the two spoke up at the same time.
Song Xingyun quickly replied, "The boss should speak first."
Yu Mushang turned off the water. With the sound of running water gone, his pleasant voice reached her ears. He was asking, "Assistant Song, is this meal a bribe?"
A note from the author:
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When will this single-player game finally end? Hey? Anyone there?
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