Anyway, you change girlfriends so often that this bag won't go out of style.
One o'clock in the morning.
Only two small, decorative yellow lamps were on in the room, and in the dim light, two people who had just taken a shower were embracing each other again on the large bed.
Mu Chen spoke up: "Yunxi."
It wasn't Rui Yan, nor was it Miss Song.
"Um?"
Mu Chen leaned against the headboard, gently stroking Song Yunxi's hair. "If it was just a white lie back then, and he had no other choice, are you willing to forgive him?"
She nestled against his chest, her eyes lowered: "I will not forgive him. A white lie is still a lie, but an unintentional hurt is the most painful."
Back then, my mother was diagnosed with lymphoma. Before she could even tell her family, my father filed for divorce, and my mother agreed without hesitation.
Ultimately, Mom still loved this man the most, preferring to bear the pain alone rather than let him share her sorrow.
Sick people are already vulnerable, and if that vulnerability is compounded by boundless sorrow, they can only seek solace in the company of their closest family members. So, when her mother said she wanted to go back to Korea, Ruiyan accompanied her.
During their first year of college, they went to South Korea during winter break, before even celebrating the Spring Festival.
At that time, they had nowhere else to go but to their uncle's house in Busan. Grandma lived with her uncle, and although she loved her daughter and granddaughter, her aunt and two cousins disliked them very much.
The sister-in-law, who married a wealthy Chinese businessman, is now sick, divorced, and has slunk back to South Korea to seek refuge with them.
Auntie always made things difficult for Ruiyan and her mother when Grandma wasn't looking. After Uncle intervened a few times, he stopped caring about their situation because he didn't want to keep arguing with Auntie.
Mu Chen gently took Song Yunxi's hand. "Did you suffer a lot in Korea?"
If it weren't for the resistance forced by life, how could a person change so much?
Only children living in happy families have the right to be innocently happy, enthusiastic, and fearless.
Just like Rui Yan back then, and just like Lin Xiaoran now.
"Living under someone else's roof, dragging her sick body, and enduring the sadness of being abandoned, my mother's life was even more miserable than mine."
"You changed your name because you didn't want to forgive him?"
Mu Chen never mentioned Rui Huaisen's name or any word related to "father" in front of Song Yunxi. He simply referred to Rui Huaisen as "he," but Song Yunxi always understood.
She shook her head. "Actually, Song Yunxi is my uncle's daughter."
Song Yunxi is the eldest daughter of Ruiyan's uncle's family. Six years ago, she was a senior in high school. Song Yunxi and her younger sister, Song Youmei, were unhappy that their grandmother doted on Ruiyan and always bullied her. Ruiyan, out of consideration for her mother's family ties, had no choice but to endure it.
Unexpectedly, one day Song Yunxi ran away from home, taking all of Ruiyan's documents with her.
The uncle reported it to the police, but because Song Yunxi had left with Rui Yan's identification, he could only report that Rui Yan was missing. The police also registered a search for "Rui Yan." However, they have never found her.
Later, when Song Yunxi's school started, her uncle, wanting to save his daughter's education, begged Ruiyan to take Song Yunxi's place for the last semester of high school. If the police found Song Yunxi during this time, she could continue to take the college entrance exam.
Rui Yan couldn't refuse her uncle's pleading, and also wanted to repay his kindness in taking her in, so she finally agreed to let him go to school in Song Yunxi's place.
Rui Yan originally looked somewhat like Song Yunxi. Her uncle helped her remove the beauty mark at the corner of her eye and asked an acquaintance working at the police station to help her quickly take a new ID photo and apply for a new ID under the pretext that the original ID was lost.
Song Yunxi couldn't go to her previous school, so she had to transfer to another one. Therefore, Ruiyan and her mother moved to Seoul, where her parents had studied and met when they were young, and she entered the new school where she became classmates with Li Shenghuan.
Rui Yan had hoped to find the real Song Yunxi before finishing high school. However, Song Yunxi seemed to have vanished into thin air, never to reappear with her identification documents.
Later, Rui Yan, using Song Yunxi's name, was admitted to an ordinary vocational college in Seoul, majoring in Chinese. She studied while working part-time at ST Group.
People always grow through setbacks and hardships.
Ever since being bullied by her aunt and sister at her uncle's house, Ruiyan could no longer be the Ruiyan who was pampered by her parents since childhood and whose eyes were filled with pure and beautiful things.
She is Song Yoon-hee, who has learned to hide her emotions, use a smile to please others, and use her advantages to gain benefits for herself.
Mu Chen lowered his head and kissed her hair. "From now on, whether you want to be Rui Yan or Song Yunxi, I will be by your side."
"Song Yunxi, after all, that's my legal identity now."
After Song Yunxi finished speaking, she reached out and hooked her arm around Mu Chen's neck, tilted her head back and kissed his lips.
Mu Chen rolled over again and pinned her down. "Okay."
Whether it's Rui Yan or Song Yunxi, regardless of her changed name, identity, or the invisible mask she wears, she is still herself, the one he loved for six years.
Their bodies pressed tightly together without any obstruction, and someone else would know every change better than you. As their lips and tongues intertwined, both hands simultaneously reached for the small square box on the bedside table.
Mu Chen took out the last condom and tore it open. "Why didn't you buy more?"
"Who knew we'd need so much in one night?"
Song Yunxi seemed even more impatient than him, straightening up and biting his chin in the dim light.
It was her first time buying this product, and afraid that he would see it, she hurriedly grabbed a box from the shelf next to the supermarket checkout counter when she was paying. How was she supposed to know that it was a pack of three?
*
The next afternoon, after scribbling in her notebook for a while, Lin Xiaoran turned to Song Yunxi and asked, "Unnie, I'm going to get office supplies. Do you need anything else?"
"No need." Song Yunxi answered, but then felt something was wrong.
Song Yunxi knocked on Mu Chen's office door and entered with a smile. "Mr. Mu, I would like to request some office supplies, which I need your approval for."
Mu Chen laughed too. If they wanted office supplies, they should just ask the administration department. Why did they need his approval as the general manager? However, he still reached out and took the A4 sheet of paper with "Application Form" written on it from Song Yunxi.
After glancing at the contents of her application, Mu Chen asked, "Is it office supplies?"
“Any auxiliary tool used to ensure the smooth operation of daily work and improve work efficiency can be called office supplies. Based on this definition, I think you are one.” Song Yunxi said, and then sat down in the chair opposite Mu Chen.
It was an application requesting Mu Chen to give a lecture at the Tourism College. To ensure the smooth progress of her upcoming work, she felt Mu Chen was indeed an important piece of office equipment.
Song Yunxi said, "The hotel industry is very demanding. The high turnover rate of hotel staff is because many people can't persevere, especially interns. Most of them leave after their internships end."
Therefore, most hotels now place great emphasis on employee training, not only in professional skills but also in areas such as life direction, ambition, and ideals. I think we can bring this kind of training into schools, providing guidance to students who are feeling lost, preparing them to pursue their dreams with a strong will.
If they can work for Platinum Hotels in the future, the turnover rate might decrease. Even if they go to other companies, they will become excellent employees.
Actually, when she talked to Fu Meilin about Lin Xiaoran's probation period last time, she had already calculated the employee turnover rate. Although it was only to threaten Fu Meilin at the time, she still thought about this issue later.
If Mu Chen were to give a lecture at the Tourism College, it would not only allow her to persuade Dai Shuo to negotiate with the school to reduce management fees and maximize her GOP, but it would also indirectly help reduce employee turnover. It would be a win-win situation.
Song Yunxi added, "You don't need to go often, twice a semester is enough."
Mu Chen nodded and signed her application at the bottom of the form. As he signed, he asked, "Shall we have dinner at your place tonight?"
As Song Yunxi spoke, she reached out to take the signed application form that Mu Chen handed her. "Eating at my house would be a bit tiring, so let's eat out instead."
Before his hand could even touch it, the paper that Mu Chenqing had been holding in mid-air was taken back.
Mu Chen decided to give her another chance and say it again.
Song Yunxi smiled, "After eating out, you can come to my house to watch a movie."
Mu Chen smiled and handed over the application form with satisfaction.
*
Lin Xiaoran had just returned to her office with her things when she saw Jiang Hailang leaning against her desk, staring at Su Yuan's screensaver on her computer screen.
Why are you here?
Jiang Hailang didn't answer the question, but instead pushed two bags in front of her. "Which one do you think looks better?"
It's a classic Chanel quilted mini bag, available in black and white.
"They all look good."
"Don't be greedy, I can only give you one today. I promised Qingqing I'd give her a bag. If you like it, I'll buy you another one next time."
Ever since Jiang Hailang left Yuan Qingqing alone on the hotel bed last time, she hasn't spoken to him. He'd been too busy lately to attend to her little tantrums, but now that he has some free time, he should go and coax her.
"For me?" Lin Xiaoran looked at Jiang Hailang scrutinizingly. "I don't want unsolicited favors."
Jiang Hailang was so angry he laughed. He had kindly given her a bag, and now it was being treated like she was offering help for no reason?
"This is a birthday present. It may be late, but it can't be missing."
"Didn't you already give it to me?" Lin Xiaoran held up her phone and waved it; it was the phone Jiang Hailang had bought for her on her birthday.
“That one I promised to buy in Hangzhou doesn’t count,” Jiang Hailang patted the two bags. “This is the real gift.”
"No." After saying that, Lin Xiaoran sat back down and organized the documents on her desk.
"I'll take it. I've already bought them, it would be a waste to throw them away."
"It's for your girlfriend."
"One gift from your girlfriend is enough; you can't spoil her too much."
Lin Xiaoran laughed and said, "Then keep it to give to your next girlfriend. Anyway, you change girlfriends so often that this bag won't go out of style."
Jiang Hailang thought for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject: "When are you graduating?"
Graduation ceremony next week.
"Then consider this bag my graduation gift to you."
Lin Xiaoran put down what she was holding, spun her chair half a circle, and looked up at Jiang Hailang standing in front of her.
"Mr. Lang, you're too kind."
"Pick one."
"Then let's go with the white one."
Jiang Hailang checked the time. "Are you off work? I'll take you home."
He had made plans with Yuan Qingqing that evening, or he would have invited Lin Xiaoran out for dinner.
"No need, my boyfriend is coming to pick me up." Just as I finished speaking, my phone rang.
"Have you arrived yet?" Lin Xiaoran asked the person on the other end of the phone. After receiving a reply, she said, "Yes, then wait for me in the lobby. I'll be down right away."
Jiang Hailang stood there stunned, only reacting after Lin Xiaoran hung up the phone. "When did you get a boyfriend?"
"Just recently. I have to thank you for buying me the tickets to Su Yuan's concert. That's where I met him."
As Lin Xiaoran spoke, she picked up her small bag and slung it across her body, then put the new bag Jiang Hailang had given her into the bag and lifted it up. "I'll be going now."
Jiang Hailang, carrying another bag, chased after him. "I'll go with you."
After taking the elevator to the lobby, Jiang Hailang looked at the guests coming and going and asked Lin Xiaoran, "Which one is it?"
Lin Xiaoran pointed to a young boy in a white hoodie on a sofa in the distance and said, "Isn't that guy handsome?"
Their faces were not clearly visible due to the distance, but their youthful energy was palpable.
"You like him because he's handsome?"
"No. He's also a fan of Su Yuan, we have a lot in common."
Jiang Hailang turned to look at Lin Xiaoran: "Do you and I have anything in common?"
Lin Xiaoran thought about it seriously for a moment, then shook her head. "No."
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