Chapter 13, The Thirteenth Beam of Light: "Are you trying to force yourself on me?"...
After she finished speaking, Yu Mushang's expression clearly stiffened for a moment, and then she cautiously offered a Plan B, "Or, should I pay the medical bills?" But after saying this, she shook her head, "No, there's still no one to take care of you."
Yu Mushang had a suspicion from the moment she pulled her suitcase into Villa No. 9, but at first he told himself not to be presumptuous. He never expected...
The man immediately refused, saying, "If you can move in and take care of things, there's no need."
Song Xingyun, who was initially nervous about making this decision and saying these words, suddenly found courage from who knows where when she heard his refusal.
She took a step forward, moving closer to him. Yu Mushang felt a push, and then he was pressed against the wall of the corridor behind him. "Song..."
Song Xingyun had already placed one hand on the wall beside him, and her expression suddenly turned serious. "You got injured because of me, so it's my duty to take care of you!" After saying that, she realized that her tone was a bit harsh, so she softened her tone again. "Boss, you can't refuse me."
She already owed him a lot, and now she's even hurt him. If Song Xingyun doesn't make amends, she'll really feel guilty.
As Song Xingyun spoke, she kept her head up, staring at the man's face, praying in her heart that he would not refuse again. She did not notice their current posture.
After a few seconds of silence, Yu Mushang spoke again, "Is Assistant Song trying to force herself on me?"
Upon hearing this, Song Xingyun's big eyes widened. "What do you mean by 'forcing myself on you'? I didn't! Don't you dare..."
Yu Mushang raised the hand holding the white cane and, relying on his sense of touch, used the cane to push her hand, which was placed beside him. "No? Then why are you pinning me against the wall?"
Song Xingyun: So trendy, they even know about wall slams...
Only when she realized this did she notice where her hands were, which he had described so precisely. "I...I...I...you...you..."
After stammering for a moment, Song Xingyun forced herself to say in a low voice, "At most, I'm just... a wall slam."
What are you talking about?! Is there a difference between "壁咚" (wall slam) and "墙咚" (wall slam)?! She closed her eyes, hoping it was all an illusion, but hope was just hope.
When she opened her eyes again, she was surprised to see the silent man with a probing expression, which made her even more uneasy.
Song Xingyun quickly withdrew her hand and then acted like a rogue, saying, "I don't care, it's decided. Obedience is what makes a good baby."
Ignoring Yu Mushang's increasingly somber expression, she held up three fingers and began counting down: "Three, two, one. Since you didn't say anything, I'll take that as a yes. Goodbye, boss."
Running away after saying that has become her usual tactic.
But Song Xingyun still heard Yu Mushang say through gritted teeth as she turned around, "Song Xingyun, you're getting bolder and bolder, you even dare to order the boss around."
Hearing this clearly, Song Xingyun ran away with a frown on her face, saying, "I'm really tired of living."
She also felt that she was very bold, and didn't know why she always acted so presumptuously in front of him. "It's really strange."
When Song Xingyun returned to the office, Ying Qi was playing with the dog. "What? Were you chased by a ghost?"
Song Xingyun plopped down in a chair, took a moment to catch her breath, and said, "No, not at all."
The next second, she looked like she was crying, "It's over, I'm finished, why am I always on the verge of being fired..." She started banging her head on the table again.
Ying Qi immediately understood after hearing this, "So that ghost was the boss? And what did you do to the boss?"
again?
Song Xingyun sat up straight. "I don't accept this. How is it 'again'?"
Then the voice trailed off, "I only bumped into him once, touched him once, and pounced on him once..."
Ying Qi thought she had misheard. "What? You touched her?"
Song Xingyun shook her head frantically, "I remembered wrong!"
Seeing Ying Qi's suspicious yet gossipy expression, she quickly changed the subject, "I was rejected by my boss earlier."
Ying Qi's attention was indeed diverted, but unfortunately, it went astray: "You confessed so quickly?"
Song Xingyun: ...
"What nonsense! What did I confess?! Don't talk nonsense. I said I was guilty because I was rejected when I asked to be the boss's caregiver!"
Ying Qi then said "Oh," and asked, "Are you serious?"
Song Xingyun met his gaze. "Do I look like I'm joking? I've already brought my luggage, and I'll deliver the doghouse right away."
Ying Qi then realized, "So you had this planned all along! I knew you were going to stay here suddenly."
Song Xingyun looked up at the sky speechlessly. "Can we even have a proper conversation? What do you mean by 'premeditated'? I only knew a few hours before you." She only decided it last night before going to bed! She wasn't going to waste any more words with him. "What did the doctor say? How should I take care of it? Can you tell me in detail?"
Ying Qi feigned a troubled expression, while Song Xingyun held up one finger, "A cup of milk tea."
He quickly replied, "Three cups."
Song Xingyun's lips twitched. "Deal." Someone with an annual salary of who-knows-how-many digits was actually trying to compete with her for two more cups of milk tea...
Ying Qi suddenly spoke up, "You don't understand, the ones you don't have to pay for taste better. Are you secretly cursing me in your heart?"
Song Xingyun: ...
Do they all have mind-reading abilities? She comforted herself, thinking that anyone who could get along with the boss was a shrewd person, and that she would become a shrewd person who could see through others in the future!
Ying Qi actually spent some time repeating the doctor's original words to Song Xingyun in detail, and even took out the dressings and explained them to her, including the massage techniques and locations. "Are you really going to be this caregiver?"
Song Xingyun put away the acupoint diagram. "I can definitely do it well! It's just massage, I'm a professional!"
She paused for a moment, because she was thinking of Song Huazhang. Because of his work, Song Huazhang's body was often stiff and numb. Song Xingyun had learned to massage him since she was a child to relieve the stiffness. She actually knew a little bit about the pressure and acupoints.
She didn't let herself dwell on her memories for too long. Coming back to her senses, she muttered to herself, "It's been so many years since I've used this skill. I wonder if I'm still rusty."
Ying Qi heard him clearly. "So you're going to make the boss a guinea pig?" He added, "The doctor said we can't let him suffer any further harm."
Song Xingyun rolled her eyes at him. "Don't worry, I'm here to atone for my sins, not to seek revenge."
Ying Qi simply said, "You decide for yourself." He was preparing to go to the Yu family's estate, and before leaving Villa No. 9, he reminded her again, "Be careful with your actions. The boss doesn't like physical contact with people. Anyone who touches him for no reason is likely to break. Good luck."
Song Xingyun: ?
She wanted to ask more, but Ying Qi had already walked away. "I don't like physical contact... I already touched... you know!" She looked at her perfectly fine hands and feet. "Thank you for your kindness, boss."
Yu Mushang happened to come out, already disturbed by the two whispering outside. "Have you finished talking? Looks like you've completed your tasks for today. Come in in ten minutes for a preview test."
Song Xingyun turned to look at the man who walked silently, tears welling up in her eyes. "Please give me another hour."
Yu Mushang, however, did not back down at all. "If you knew this would happen, why were you doing all this before? No approval. Ten minutes. One minute late will result in a deduction of one hundred points."
Song Xingyun: ...
You win.
Fortunately, she has a good study habit: she always studies ahead of time. She likes to be one step ahead of the plan. When she passed the test without any major problems, Yu Mushang's expression was not very good, while Song Xingyun was secretly pleased. When she left, she did not forget to remind him, "Boss, don't underestimate me."
Only after the office door was closed did Yu Mushang, who had been expressionless the whole time, chuckle softly, "I've never dared to underestimate you."
He thought that probably no one in the world knew how outstanding she was better than him; he was the one who had witnessed her growth all the way.
Song Xingyun finished her test early and felt completely relaxed. She spent the rest of her time drawing. Her comic was progressing smoothly, and the guide dog was drawn based on what a 100-year-old dog would look like.
The more progress she made, the more she looked forward to the final product.
At noon, she took over as the cook. Yu Mushang came out following the aroma, and Song Xingyun smiled broadly as soon as she saw him, saying, "Looks like today's dishes have tempted you again."
Yu Mushang pursed his lips. "Watch your words."
What is seduction...?
Song Xingyun stuck out her tongue. "Okay, okay, it's attractive, it is attractive."
Yu Mushang recalled the details of the renovation of Villa No. 9. He was satisfied at the time, but now he felt that it was full of flaws, such as not being soundproof enough and the kitchen being too close to the office area...
When Song Xingyun brought out all the dishes, the man was already sitting obediently, looking like he was waiting for the meal to start. How well-behaved!
"Eat up, today's dish is boiled seafood, it's a little spicy, is that alright?" As always, Song Xingyun first introduced the dish and then used serving chopsticks to pick up food for him.
Yu Mushang nodded, took a bite, and was just starting to feel a sense of healing from the delicious food when Song Xingyun said, "Ying Qi isn't coming back, so we won't get to enjoy this."
Yu Mushang said in a nonchalant tone, "You two seem quite close."
Song Xingyun didn't think much of it. "Yeah, he's a nice guy. He's good to me too. He's down-to-earth, approachable, and sometimes quite funny. We get along well."
Yu Mushang listened as she listed more than one of Ying Qi's good points. The mouthful of food he had just swallowed felt like it was stuck in his chest. He thought that in her eyes, he must be the complete opposite of Ying Qi.
He fell silent.
This time, Song Xingyun immediately sensed the change in atmosphere. She observed Yu Mushang and asked cautiously, "Was my cooking bad today? Why do you look like you have no appetite?"
Yu Mushang gave the same dry two-word comment, "Not bad." That's my problem.
Song Xingyun was relieved. "If you like it, then eat more." She started to put food on his plate again, but the man suddenly stopped. Song Xingyun's hand, which was holding the food, froze in mid-air. Just as she was about to ask a question, he beat her to it.
Yu Mushang finally couldn't hold back, "And what about me? What kind of person am I in your eyes?"
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