Chapter 27, The 27th Beam of Light: "I want to see you tomorrow morning."...
Huh? They care about their employees to this extent?
Song Xingyun shook her head blankly, "You mean Zhou Zheng, the man just now? I don't have much of a relationship with him." Then she turned her head and cupped Changming's face, "The two of them are closer. He's the one who takes Changming's baths, and I pay for them."
After saying that, she even asked Changming to verify, "If I'm right, just say so."
"Woof." Changming actually barked once.
Yu Mushang said calmly, "You've taken good care of it."
Song Xingyun chuckled at his words, "I admit it."
Her hands continued to pluck the longevity vine, but her eyes were fixed on Yu Mushang, thinking to herself: "Because you entrusted it to me, of course I have to take good care of it."
Longevity meant a great deal to her; it was a tangible light he gave her, her family who accompanied her through dark days, and the reason she had to live well.
Because of her longevity, she was able to quickly become a responsible person who would not easily give up on anything, including her own life.
In order to take good care of it, she could not give up her own dream. She had to work hard to earn money to buy it canned food. Today, the two of them have achieved mutual success.
Yu Mushang heard Song Xingyun seemingly kissing the dog nearby. He coughed twice to get her attention, then sniffed and pretended to look disgusted, "You're not kissing it, are you?"
Song Xingyun stopped blowing kisses to Changming. "So what? You're not going to say again that men and women shouldn't touch each other, are you?" When she got impulsive, she even changed her formal address, remembering his excuse for not letting Changming sleep in the same room with her.
Yu Mushang reluctantly replied, "They taste the same."
Song Xingyun: ?
She hugged the longevity bottle and inhaled deeply, saying, "Nonsense, it just smells wonderful after being washed! Don't you inhale the hundred-year-old like this?" As she spoke, she felt even more sorry for the hundred-year-old.
Yu Mushang turned his face away, "Humans and dogs are different, we are not allowed to be intimate."
Song Xingyun realized that her boss was very domineering. "I just blew a kiss, I didn't actually kiss him. Besides, even if we did kiss, so what? It's not written in the contract that you can't kiss a dog..." Although she had never actually kissed a dog, she still spoke softer and softer.
The man's expression softened a bit when he caught the word "flying kiss," but then he belatedly realized and was speechless to himself: Yu Mushang, you should control yourself.
Ying Qi almost couldn't help but laugh. He really didn't expect that his boss would be so jealous of even a dog when he was in love!
Song Xingyun had been jostled around by Changming the whole way, but thankfully it hadn't pushed her too far into Yu Mushang's arms. Finally arriving at the apartment building, she quickly got out of the car, saying, "Thank you!"
After she finished speaking, she focused her gaze on Yu Mushang. Seeing that he still had that arrogant look on his face, she could only swallow back her long string of thanks. "Well, see you tomorrow."
Without waiting for the man's reply, she grabbed Changming and ran away.
Hearing the footsteps of the person and the dog gradually receding into the distance, Yu Mushang turned his head towards the car window, imagining her running figure in his mind. Was it really as light as her footsteps, like a butterfly?
Unsure whether to step on the gas, Ying Qi could only say, "Boss, the person has gone too far."
Yu Mushang quickly turned his head back, the embarrassment on his face hidden in the darkness. "So, you're not driving because you're planning to go up and see Song Xingyun's best friend again?"
Yingqi: ?
How did this fire end up on him? "Boss, don't talk nonsense." Yu Mushang's mention of Wen Ying reminded Ying Qi of the image of that woman groping him. His foot trembled, and he stepped on the gas as if fleeing.
*
It's true that Song Xingyun wanted to leave quickly, and it's also true that she wanted to get home as soon as possible for fear that something might happen to Wen Ying.
While in the elevator, her mind was filled with news reports of people vomiting and choking after drinking too much, and her fingers, gripping the longevity rope tightly, turned white.
Fortunately, when she opened the door, Wen Ying was still in the same position she had left on the sofa. Song Xingyun was relieved and closed the door. She walked over and sat on the carpet next to the sofa. "I'm back."
Changming also barked, and Song Xingyun apologized to it, "I definitely won't forget you next time. This was Mom's mistake!"
Just as the dog and its human were enjoying a tender moment, Wen Ying, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up and asked, "What time is it?"
Song Xingyun thought she would sleep until dawn, so she gave her a time. Wen Ying sat up and looked around. "Oh, you carried me back?"
Song Xingyun shook her head honestly, "No, he's a kind person."
Wen Ying rubbed her temples and nodded. "Oh, thank you, kind person." She really couldn't remember anything. Song Xingyun picked her up and carried her. "It's time to go back to the room to sleep. Come with me."
Wen Ying's steps were unsteady. After falling onto the bed, she found a comfortable position and drifted off to sleep, as if the previous events were Song Xingyun's hallucination.
The alcohol's effect on Song Xingyun had completely subsided, and she was now perfectly clear-headed, reviewing this day that had been 80% filled with "Yu Mushang"—it was all so dramatic. She reached for her phone, wanting to ask if he had arrived at the villa safely.
But as soon as she finished editing the message, she looked down at the chat box and her figure slumped, her back showing great frustration. "Oh, I forgot he can't see me." But she didn't dare to call Yu Mushang directly, so she had to take a roundabout approach.
At the entrance of Villa No. 9, Ying Qi was parking his car when his phone rang. He glanced at it and said, "Oh, it's Assistant Song."
Yu Mushang, sitting in the back row, immediately spotted the direction of the phone ringing. "Does she often call you this late?" he blurted out, his tone seemingly icy.
These words startled Ying Qi so much that she failed to reverse into the parking space. "How could that be! It's obvious he's just asking if we've gotten home yet." She thought to herself, "I hope the boss doesn't attack us indiscriminately; he's jealous three times in one night."
Yu Mushang bit his lip, annoyed by his own reaction, but quickly regained his indifferent expression. "I'll answer it for you. You can't make phone calls while driving."
Ying Qi couldn't be happier! He thoughtfully pressed the answer button and handed the phone to him. Then, pondering his boss's words, he transformed into a "newbie" at reversing into a parking space, emphasizing that he couldn't make a phone call while busy driving.
Yu Mushang's heart skipped a beat when he took the phone. Just as he put it to his ear, Song Xingyun's voice came through the receiver: "Hello?"
Just as he was about to speak, he heard another urgent voice on the other end, "Hello, is anyone there?" Song Xingyun's mind was filled with the car accident scene and the life hanging by a thread. The injured person was using their last bit of strength to connect to the power, so their tone became more urgent.
Yu Mushang then spoke up, "It's me."
Song Xingyun stopped in her tracks as she was about to get up and leave. "Boss?" She glanced at her phone screen to make sure she hadn't dialed the wrong number. She heard a car navigation system's reversing warning on the other end, so Ying Qi must be unable to answer the phone.
Yu Mushang's voice was the same as usual, and Song Xingyun's earlier anxiety subsided. "Have you arrived?"
Ying Qi's guess was correct; Yu Mushang's expression was indeed less cold. "Hmm."
Song Xingyun was speechless because of his taciturn nature. "It's good that you arrived safely. Well, I'll hang up now. Goodnight, boss."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was about to press the hang-up button when the man's voice came through again, "Assistant Song, don't forget what you agreed on with me."
Song Xingyun hesitated for a second, and Yu Mushang thought she had really forgotten, so he wasn't annoyed and didn't mind reminding her again.
Just as Song Xingyun was about to reply, she heard his deep, magnetic voice ring out, each word popping into her ears.
He said, "I want to see you tomorrow morning."
-
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
