Even if my Chinese isn't good, you can't call your sister's husband "brother-in-law" in front of me!
Overnight, Song Yunxi fell from grace in the eyes of the Platinum Hotel employees. Yesterday's national goddess became today's scheming woman who would betray the entire hotel staff to climb the social ladder.
Although Song Yunxi was mentally prepared for this reversal, and the new positioning was in line with reality, it was still somewhat regrettable that her carefully cultivated public image had completely collapsed.
On the contrary, Fu Meilin's popularity suddenly soared.
The hotel was about to issue new rules and regulations, which naturally fell to the Human Resources Department. However, Fu Meilin, the head of Human Resources, was the first to oppose the new regulations. So, she went to Song Yunxi's office early in the morning to speak up for the employees.
"Song Yunxi, I demand the repeal of the rule that prohibits employees from dating!"
“It can’t be revoked. This isn’t just my decision; it was unanimously agreed upon by the leaders at yesterday’s meeting.” Song Yunxi paused, then emphasized, “President Mu also agreed.”
"Are you deliberately targeting me?"
She originally came to work at Platinum Hotel to pursue Mu Chen, and now that Song Yunxi has proposed not allowing hotel employees to date, it would be strange if this wasn't targeting her.
"No, no, no, I'm really thinking about the hotel and you, Mr. Fu. It's not uncommon for employees to have arguments and relationships that affect their work. In those cases, Mr. Fu would have to arrange for people to handle the aftermath and mediate, which is time-consuming and laborious. Wouldn't it be better to prevent this from happening in the first place?"
"That sounds nice. I think you just don't want anyone else to have it because you can't have it yourself, right?"
How could Mu Chen be the kind of shallow man who could be charmed by Song Yunxi's flirtatious demeanor? Song Yunxi is clearly just being wicked out of frustration and anger because she couldn't seduce Mu Chen.
Song Yunxi laughed. She really couldn't have him. Did Fu Meilin think she could? Mu Chen's real girlfriend was sitting right outside.
"I have a small red carpet event for the premiere of my new movie at the end of the month. Please be sure to come and support me, Mr. Mu."
Mu Xian deliberately called him "President Mu" and then handed a blue invitation card to Mu Chen.
Mu Chen laughed, "You can have someone else deliver it. Why do you have to make the trip yourself? Aren't you afraid of getting tired?"
"You have no idea how bored I've been for the past three months. Now that I can finally go out, of course I want to go out and explore more."
Ever since Mu Xian learned she was pregnant, she turned down all work and stayed home to rest and prepare for the baby. For three whole months, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she didn't leave the house. Only after the first trimester was over and the doctor said the pregnancy was stable did she dare to go out.
Song Yunxi turned to Lin Xiaoran and said, "When He Yi's people arrive next week, let's move back to the upstairs office area. The constant flow of people in the lobby is too disruptive to our work."
Moreover, the lobby always forces her to see people and scenes she doesn't want to see.
Lin Xiaoran, who had been sitting quietly watching the two masters spar, was suddenly called on and almost didn't react. She could only blankly reply, "Oh. Okay."
Fu Meilin, feeling ignored, was very dissatisfied. "Song Yunxi, what do you mean? Were you even listening to me?"
Just as he was about to reach out to Song Yunxi to forcefully make his presence known, before his hand could even reach her, Song Yunxi, who had been staring outside, suddenly stood up and walked quickly outside.
"Song Yunxi, you stop right there!" Fu Meilin shouted as she chased after him.
On the other side, just as Mu Chen was helping Mu Xian up from the sofa, they heard a man shout: "Mu Xian, you stinking woman!"
When he turned around, the man was already standing close by, holding a fruit knife. Afraid that the knife would hurt Mu Xian, Mu Chen quickly pulled her into his arms, turning his back to the man with the knife.
A few seconds later, the knife didn't fall as expected. Mu Chen turned around and saw Song Yunxi standing behind him, grabbing the knife with her hand.
Song Yunxi noticed the man when she looked out from her office. He followed Mu Xian into the hotel lobby and sat not far from her.
At first, Song Yunxi thought he was Mu Xian's driver or staff member, but when she turned her head unintentionally while talking to Fu Meilin, she realized something was wrong.
The man's gaze towards Mu Xian was strange, seemingly filled with resentment. Moreover, just as Mu Xian was about to get up and leave, the man pulled out something that looked like a fruit knife from his bag and quietly moved towards Mu Xian's side.
Song Yunxi hurriedly left the office, intending to warn Mu Xian to be careful. Unexpectedly, as soon as she approached, she heard a man shout and charge at Mu Xian with a knife in his hand.
Song Yunxi gripped the knife tightly in her hand, her palm cut by the blade, large drops of blood dripping onto the white marble floor.
"Miss Song!" Mu Chen turned around, kicked away the man who had committed the crime, and reached out to help Song Yunxi.
Five or six security guards arrived and pinned the man to the ground, rendering him unable to move.
In the heat of the moment, Song Yunxi didn't have time to think and simply reached out and grabbed it. Now that the situation was under control, the pain surged through her instantly.
She opened her palm, and the fruit knife fell to the ground with a clatter, while her own hands were covered in blood.
Fu Meilin, who arrived shortly after, was also startled. Her anxious question after regaining her composure showed genuine concern. "Song Yunxi, are you alright?"
But the answer to this question is undoubtedly no.
"Get the car ready, we're going to the hospital." Mu Chen shouted to the employees who were stunned on the spot, while turning to look at Mu Xian.
Before he could ask Mu Xian if she was alright, Mu Xian shook her head and said, "I'm fine. You should take her to the hospital quickly."
Mu Chen nodded, then instructed Xiao Fan, who had already arrived at Mu Xian's side, "Take good care of her."
Then he helped Song Yunxi walk out of the hotel.
Lin Xiaoran saw this scene in her office and rushed out immediately. However, she was still quite clear-headed, and grabbed some medical gauze from her first-aid kit as she left.
As Lin Xiaoran followed them out, she wrapped the gauze around Song Yunxi's hand. "Unnie, just bear with it."
*
The doctor examined Song Yunxi's wound and had her take X-rays. Fortunately, although the wound looked frightening, it hadn't damaged any nerves or bones. However, because the wound was large and quite deep, it required stitches.
Song Yunxi sat in the chair opposite the doctor. When she stretched her hand out to the doctor, she couldn't even straighten her fingers. The spasmodic pain from her palm made her whole hand tremble involuntarily.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
After speaking softly beside Song Yunxi, Mu Chen covered her eyes with his hand, preventing her from seeing the bloody mess in his palm.
"Mmm." Song Yunxi responded, turned around and rested her head against Mu Chen's chest.
While preparing the instruments for suturing, the doctor also reassured the patient, "Yes, you won't feel anything after the anesthesia, and the stitches won't hurt at all."
Song Yunxi thought the person who invented anesthetics was truly amazing. At that moment, although she knew the doctor was threading a needle through her palm, she felt nothing. The only thing she could feel was that Mu Chen held her tightly in his arms the entire time.
Out of sheer boredom, Song Yunxi used the index finger of her other hand to draw circles on Mu Chen's chest through the fabric of his shirt.
She acted as if the hand stitching the needle had nothing to do with her.
Mu Chen looked down at the person who was burying her head in his chest, but whose hands were not quite at ease, and then reached out and took her hand in his.
Song Yunxi lifted her head from Mu Chen's chest and met his gaze.
Mu Chen's voice was gentle but slightly hoarse: "It'll be done soon, just bear with it a little longer."
Song Yunxi didn't say anything. When she lowered her head and leaned against his chest again, she took her hand out of his and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Mr. Mu, you're so thin!"
The phrase "slim waist and long legs" was probably invented for someone like CEO Mu. If she doesn't take better care of her figure, she'll probably be outshone by CEO Mu.
Mu Chen's previously furrowed brows suddenly relaxed because of Song Yunxi's words. He raised the corners of his lips slightly and touched her hair.
It's definitely Song Yunxi, the charming and flirtatious girl.
"alright."
After a while, the doctor announced the wound treatment was complete with those two simple words. When Song Yunxi turned to look, her palm was already wrapped in white gauze.
As the doctor typed on the computer, he instructed, "Go get a tetanus shot, take some medication as prescribed, and come back tomorrow for a dressing change."
Mu Chen asked, "Is there anything I should be careful about?"
"Keep the wound dry, eat a light diet, increase protein intake, avoid spicy foods, eat more fruits and vegetables, and ensure adequate sleep."
As the doctor spoke, the prescription was already printed out. The doctor signed it and handed it to Mu Chen, then reiterated, "The patient's wound must not get wet. Family members should take extra care of the patient to prevent infection."
"Thank you, doctor." Mu Chen thanked him and helped Song Yunxi walk out.
Song Yunxi turned to look at Mu Chen and extended her bandaged hand. "Mr. Mu, it's my hand that's injured." The implication was that she didn't need help; her leg was fine, and she could walk on her own.
Mu Chen glanced at her without saying anything, but he didn't seem to be letting go of her hand.
After getting the injection and picking up the medicine from the pharmacy, Mu Chen took Song Yunxi to the sixth floor by elevator.
In the corridor outside the maternity ward, there was a man dressed in a black training uniform, standing straight as if he were standing at attention.
That man and Mu Chen were completely different in style: Mu Chen was refined and handsome, with the air of a wealthy young master. The other man, on the other hand, was strong and upright, exuding a heroic aura.
Mu Chen greeted the other person, "Brother-in-law."
Lu Chengxun turned to look at Mu Chen and Song Yunxi, "Thank you, Miss Song. Is your hand injury alright?"
Lu Chengxun had already heard Xiao Fan say that someone was holding a knife and trying to hurt Mu Xian, but it was this Miss Song who grabbed the knife with her bare hands and saved Mu Xian.
"It's nothing. The doctor said to change the dressing on time." Song Yunxi replied with a smile, then turned to look at Mu Chen.
"This is my brother-in-law," Mu Chen introduced her, then added, "Mu Xian's husband."
Song Yunxi's expression changed visibly from a smile to a frown. "Even if my Chinese isn't good, you can't call your sister's husband 'brother-in-law' in front of me."
Just now, Mu Chen told Song Yunxi that Mu Xian is his sister.
Lu Chengxun glanced at Mu Chen, not in the mood to deal with this. He always pulls these kinds of tricks; let him explain himself. What he was most anxious about right now was waiting for Mu Xian's test results inside.
After Mu Xian and Xiao Fan arrived at the hospital from the Platinum Hotel in Mu Chen's car, Mu Xian suddenly felt a little unwell, probably because she had been frightened when the man with the knife rushed over. So she asked the doctor to give her a full check-up.
Mu Chen explained to Song Yunxi, "She's a month older than me, but I've always treated her like a younger sister since I was little, so I'm used to calling her that."
Song Yunxi understood and nodded.
After waiting a while, Song Yunxi got up from her chair and said, "I need to go to the restroom."
"I'll go with you," Mu Chen said, standing up as well.
Lu Chengxun glanced back at Mu Chen, but ignored him. He turned back to continue staring at the tightly closed examination room door.
Song Yunxi asked with a smile, "Are you sure?"
Mu Chen realized he had misspoke and quickly corrected himself, "Let the nurse go with you."
"Mr. Mu, I only injured one hand; everything else is normal."
In the end, Song Yoon-hee went to the restroom by herself.
As she passed the payment counter on this floor on her way back, she heard a voice call out from beside her: "Ruiyan."
She turned her head and saw the girl holding the payment receipt clearly. Suddenly, she exclaimed in surprise, "Dai Shuo?"
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