Chapter 49, The 49th Beam of Light: "Who could be better than you?"...
Song Xingyun got goosebumps. "Boss, you're scaring me..."
Upon hearing this, Yu Mushang snorted coldly, "Is there anything that can frighten you?" After he finished speaking, he released his hand that had been supporting her waist without any hesitation.
Song Xingyun was caught off guard and almost lost her balance.
Watching the man's heartless back, she shook her head. "Who says women are hard to understand? Men are definitely harder to understand! Hey, boss, wait for me!"
Yu Mushang listened to the commotion behind him, but remained expressionless. His hands, hanging at his sides, were slightly clenched into fists, as if he wanted to hold onto something.
After Song Xingyun sat down, she looked around the elegant private room. "Boss, when did you book this?"
Yu Mushang stroked the rim of the cup. "Not satisfied?"
Song Xingyun shouted "Injustice!" "I meant to say that I am your assistant, how could you possibly do such a thing..." Even if she were asked to make the reservation, she might not be able to, as Liuxi Courtyard has indeed been very popular recently.
Yu Mushang replied softly, "We don't talk about work after get off work hours." He meant there was no need to be so clear about the distinction.
Song Xingyun muttered, "Then you're my boss too..." She picked up her teacup and took a sip.
Before he could even swallow his tea, Yu Mushang's next words nearly made him spit it out. He said, "Besides the boss, can't it be anything else? Like, a blind date?"
"Cough cough cough... I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..." Song Xingyun was glad that the table was big, otherwise she would have sprayed the person opposite her in the face. She quickly grabbed several tissues to clean up her "crime" scene.
She was secretly relieved that Yu Mushang couldn't see her; she was in a terrible state right now.
After calming down and her initial nervousness subsided, Song Xingyun looked at the person opposite her and asked, "Boss, are you really that eager to go on a blind date with me?"
"No, you really want to go on a blind date with me?"
She changed the sentence structure, and after asking, she was surprised to find that her anxiety seemed to have been replaced by anticipation.
What's going on? Has she taken it to heart?
"There's no reason not to do what's planned," Yu Mushang said, unaware of the intense gaze the person opposite him was giving him. Otherwise, he too would have blurted out his thoughts, "He thinks..."
Before Song Xingyun could say anything more, the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open. She thought it was a waiter coming to serve the food, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be Zhong Shichao, her former director with whom she had a grudge.
"I'll pay double the price, and I'll take this private room." In Song Xingyun's eyes, this person was still as shameless as ever.
Zhong Shichao hadn't yet seen who was in the private room; he was coaxing the woman beside him, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it. I'll make sure you eat your fill."
"Thank you, Director~" The obsequious voice made the two people inside frown.
Yu Mushang put down his teacup, his voice devoid of any emotion, "What happened?"
The waiter, unable to stop the man, was in a dilemma. "Sir, what do you think of this..."
Zhong Shichao was the first to lose his patience, "Why waste so much time talking to them? Let's get to work!"
"Are you stupid not to make money when you can?"
The waiter's face turned red.
Song Xingyun couldn't hold back any longer and snorted coldly, "First come, first served."
Zhong Shichao looked toward the source of the sound and saw Song Xingyun. "Ha, it's you? What a coincidence."
"We're colleagues, so give me some face and let me have this private room today, okay? That way I won't pursue the matter of your report anymore."
Song Xingyun almost laughed when she heard this, "You have no shame at all, what's the point of having any pride? To wipe the soles of shoes?"
"You!" Zhong Shichao pointed at her, then quickly regained his composure and began to poke at her sore spots. "Heh, I heard your report was rejected. You must be feeling pretty bad, right? I won't stoop to your level."
Song Xingyun had never seen anyone so shameless.
Yu Mushang pieced together the relationship from their conversation: "This is Zhong Shichao, the one who always plagiarizes?"
Song Xingyun, who was originally about to get up and argue with Zhong Shichao, burst out laughing at his words, "You're so talented."
Zhong Shichao, always copying, this is too fitting.
He mastered the use of puns perfectly.
"You're not a very good person, but your name is quite fitting." Song Xingyun and Yu Mushang's back-and-forth banter almost made Zhong Shichao jump up in anger.
"The winner takes all, you're just a loser." Zhong Shichao sized up the man opposite Song Xingyun. "So you didn't follow me, but instead went to follow a blind man. Song Xingyun, you have a really unique taste."
As soon as Zhong Shichao said this, Song Xingyun stood up and quickly splashed a pot of tea directly onto his old face. "Oops, my hand slipped. Are you alright?"
Zhong Shichao covered the lower half of his face, "Call the police! I want to call the police!"
Song Xingyun wasn't afraid at all. "You're wasting my pot of good tea. Stay away, your mouth tastes bad."
Even if she ends up in jail, she'll still throw a tantrum at him.
This was the second time Zhong Shichao had been splashed by Song Xingyun, so how could she possibly let him off the hook? He immediately tried to rush forward, but just then, the security personnel from Liuxi Courtyard appeared and restrained him. "Sir, please come with us."
Even as Zhong Shichao was being carried out, he kept talking, "Do you know who I am! Song Xingyun, you're just a clown!"
Song Xingyun watched coldly as the person she disliked disappeared around the corner. "Heh, doesn't he know who the clown is?" She had only lost once, but she believed she wouldn't keep losing.
Thinking of this, she looked at Yu Mushang again, "I'm sorry, have I implicated you? If he really calls the police, I'll take responsibility myself."
"Don't take his words to heart. Although we can't see, our hearts are beautiful!" For the first time, Song Xingyun thought maliciously, "Why isn't the person we can't see a scumbag like Zhong Shichao?"
Yu Mushang didn't react much. "Don't worry, you won't end up in the police station, and I won't let anything happen to you."
He didn't respond to what she said next.
The door to the private room opened again, making Song Xingyun's heart skip a beat. Seeing that the food was indeed being served this time, she breathed a sigh of relief and murmured, "If I saw that scumbag again, I would lose my appetite."
Yu Mushang chuckled upon hearing this, "It seems that my inability to see isn't entirely without its advantages."
To Song Xingyun, he was just trying to comfort himself, which made her feel a tightness in her chest.
"Sir, Madam, as an apology, today's meal is on the house. We hope you enjoy your meal."
It wasn't until all the dishes had been served and everyone had left that Song Xingyun belatedly realized, "Did I hear that right? The meal is free?"
Then it doesn't seem like I have such a poor appetite anymore.
"This little courtyard by the stream is really nice."
Every dish was one of her favorites, and the disappointment she had felt earlier was gradually soothed by each bite.
While she was eating, she didn't forget to put some food on Yu Mushang's plate, saying, "This one is sweet and sour, which you like, and this one too. You'll definitely love it."
Before he knew it, Yu Mushang's bowl was almost full. His chopsticks reached the food with a hint of helplessness, but mostly with happiness. "You really care about me. You know my tastes perfectly?"
Song Xingyun: Take it to heart?
How can it not count!
"Hehehe, I'm your assistant, it's my duty, it's my duty!"
Song Xingyun praised the food throughout, and Yu Mushang echoed, "I'm glad you like it."
Having eaten and drunk her fill, Song Xingyun grew bolder and bit her chopsticks, saying, "Boss, it's easy for people to misunderstand what you're saying."
"And what he said earlier at the door..."
Yu Mushang took a sip of his freshly brewed tea. "Oh? What misunderstanding? Which sentence?"
Song Xingyun licked her lips, "That line about spoiling me..."
The man paused in his teacup, looked up at her, and said slowly, "Then you can continue to misunderstand."
Let her continue to misunderstand? What does that mean?
Song Xingyun didn't dare to think too much about it for a moment. She looked around, wanting to change the subject, but blurted out, "The environment here is quite nice. How about we treat this meal as our blind date..."
She spoke softer and softer, and began to observe the expression on the face of the person opposite her.
Not only has it not changed.
Then Yu Mushang replied, "It's not impossible."
"So easy to talk to today?" Song Xingyun's eyes lit up, and she rubbed her hands together. "Okay." She thought she'd just treat it as a task completed.
The next second, Yu Mushang actually started introducing himself.
He spoke slowly and deliberately, yet his manner was captivating, until he said, "It's quite a coincidence that I'm an orphan, just like you."
Upon hearing this, Song Xingyun felt a pang of pain in her heart. "But because I have you as a friend who writes to me, I am not so lonely."
Although he didn't know if she was being sincere or just trying to comfort him, it was enough to make him smile and reply, "What a coincidence, me too."
Song Xingyun was stunned, and couldn't help but probe in her words, "You've helped so many people, your inner fulfillment must be much greater than mine, you're a good person."
She didn't know how many people he had sponsored, or how many he remembered. He still remembered her, and she felt a strange, indescribable feeling in her heart.
“But you are the first person I have helped.” Yu Mushang’s tone was especially serious.
Song Xingyun's heart skipped a beat, and a barely perceptible hint of joy welled up inside her. "Really?"
So is that the reason he remembered himself?
"Really." Yu Mushang took another sip of tea, and the two short words made his ears turn slightly red. "Let's talk about you."
He believed he knew a lot about her and her life story over the years, but he still wanted to hear her share it in person.
Song Xingyun suddenly felt inexplicably nervous at this moment.
But once she started talking, she couldn't stop. "I painted a lot of paintings when I was in college, and I sold quite a few of them."
Yu Mushang nodded, "Yes, that's the reason you told me to stop giving you financial assistance."
Song Xingyun was surprised; he really remembered.
Little did he know that the man was thinking about the few paintings he kept in his treasured room, and what if one day he could actually see them...
He didn't think about it anymore.
Song Xingyun never imagined she could have such an in-depth conversation with Yu Mushang, and his image in her mind became even more complete.
They were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for years, recounting the good and bad things that had happened to them over the years, and more than two hours passed just like that.
When Song Xingyun realized this, she felt a little embarrassed, since she had done most of the talking. "Should we go? If we keep talking, it'll be time for dinner."
Yu Mushang remained motionless. "Then let's have another dinner."
Song Xingyun: ?
She didn't say even a tenth as much as she did with Yu Mushang on her blind date with Chi Yu that day. Her current mood is similar to that of the day of the interview; she is worried that she might have said too much.
But the man opposite her was clearly a good listener, and she relaxed again. Putting aside the fact that he was now her boss, he was also her friend of seven years, and there was nothing she couldn't tell him.
Song Xingyun was also surprised that she couldn't feel any wariness towards Yu Mushang.
"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you unwilling?" Yu Mushang's brows twitched.
Song Xingyun waved her hand, "No."
Yu Mushang didn't respond, clearly waiting for her to continue. Looking at him, Song Xingyun couldn't help but say from the bottom of her heart, "I'm thinking you're really a great person."
In her mind, apart from the initial fear of not being able to figure out his temper when they first met, he was never bad to her afterwards.
Yu Mushang gave a forced smile. "So, how many times are you going to give me the 'nice guy' card today?"
"It seems you're not very satisfied with me."
He was also nervous, after all, Song Xingyun had no other words to "praise" him.
Song Xingyun was somewhat amused and exasperated. "I didn't mean that." So you can't just call someone a good person?
Yu Mushang was probably getting tired of sitting. He propped his head up with one hand, in a lazy state that he often displayed at Villa No. 9, which was somewhat nonchalant but not annoying. "So that's what satisfaction is?"
Song Xingyun was speechless.
How am I supposed to answer that?
Finally, unable to lie any longer, she could only stammer out the truth, "I'm... I'm very satisfied. How could I not be satisfied with such an excellent boss?"
After Yu Mushang gave a soft "hmm" in response, Song Xingyun thought that was the end of it. Unexpectedly, he asked the next question, "Compared to your last blind date, who are you more satisfied with?"
This...this seems like a life-or-death question.
Especially when Song Xingyun looked at his other finger tapping lightly on the table, her heart pounded as she considered the possibility of being a "master of impartiality".
"Um?"
His words clearly extinguished her idea of "playing both sides".
Song Xingyun took a deep breath. "We're quite familiar with each other, so..."
Yu Mushang frowned. "So it's just because we're familiar with each other?"
At that moment, the man's expression seemed to darken for a second, which Song Xingyun noticed. She remembered his smile when the two of them took a photo together in the sunflower field; he should have been smiling like that the whole time.
"no."
Yu Mushang said helplessly, "Assistant Song is usually quite eloquent, but today he's speaking in such a slow and hesitant manner."
"I'm not that weak in terms of mental maturity, so it's okay even if I'm outdone by someone else."
That's really unfair to hear.
Song Xingyun panicked as well, and said without thinking, "Who could be better than you?"
"With you here, you won't be outdone by others..."
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