As long as you don't take the blame, everything is negotiable.
Upon receiving Zhang Youye's reply, the person in charge nodded hastily: "Okay, okay, as long as I can report back to Grandpa Shu, Young Master You, you can do whatever you want. I won't bother you any longer, I'll go find someone to make the arrangements right away."
Watching the person in charge hurriedly turn and leave, Zhang Youye tossed the key in his palm as he walked toward the ward behind him.
She was thinking to herself: This marriage is so frustrating, I really don't know when we can finally go public with it openly.
Back in the ward.
After tidying up all the documents under Shuyi's arm, they confirmed that the old man's vital signs were still normal.
Carrying Shuyi's backpack and change of clothes, Zhang Youye picked her up from her sleeping position and walked out of the ward.
The VIP lounge arranged by the person in charge is not far from the ward; you can reach it by passing a few rooms.
With a soft kick of a toe closing the door, Zhang Youye lowered his eyes and looked at the beauty in his arms.
It's obvious she's really tired today.
So many things happened at a party, and when she needed him most, he was called away by a phone call.
She's been in the hospital for so long, but she hasn't even had time to remove her makeup.
A low sigh escaped Zhang Youye's lips as he carefully placed her on the small white bed, knowing that sleeping with makeup on was bad for a woman's skin.
He turned and left the lounge.
After receiving makeup remover and other items from the nurse on duty, Zhang Youye hurried to the rest room.
As the tall figure gradually disappeared into the distance, the two diligent nurses on duty simultaneously cupped their faces in their hands, looking like they were infatuated with his beauty.
"Who said the Crown Prince is cold-hearted? He's so gentle! I'm so envious of the Second Miss! Everyone says the Crown Prince is so handsome, and seeing him up close just now, he really is handsome, he's perfect from every angle!"
"That's right, with that blonde hair. Without that face, who could pull it off? The second young lady is so lucky to have such a beautiful person by her side. She must be able to eat her every day."
At this moment, the two men, who were talking about "a feast for the eyes," naturally couldn't hear these teasing remarks directed at him.
Because he was busy removing the second young lady's makeup.
He squatted halfway down by the bed and carefully poured makeup remover into a cotton pad, then carefully placed it on Shu Yi's face.
His head was always lowered, and he looked helpless and as if he had done something wrong, as if he was afraid of hurting her.
Startled awake by a chill, thinking it was water dripping from the ceiling, Shu Yi slowly opened her eyes, and what met her eyes was still his obedient appearance with his head bowed.
"What are you doing?" she asked with a smile.
"Awake?" Zhang Youye looked up at Shu Yi while fiddling with the makeup remover in his hand. "I wanted to help you remove your makeup, but I'm clumsy. I might have woken you up by using this little white square."
As Shu Yi half-sat up from the bed, it was clear she wanted to ask more about her grandfather's condition, so Zhang Youye continued to explain.
"Grandpa is doing well, someone is looking after him, so I brought you to the rest room. You were in such a rush all night, and you were even wearing high heels. I see you've fallen asleep on the hospital bed, you must be exhausted, right?"
"Actually, it's alright. No one has asked me anything since you left. It's just that looking at the company documents gives me a headache."
As she spoke, Shu Yi casually smoothed her messy hair, lay back down on the small bed, and closed her eyes again.
"Then continue to help me. It's rare to be able to enjoy the Crown Prince's services, so let me enjoy it to the fullest."
He chuckled softly, placed the small square in his hand over her eyes again, leaned closer, and gently kissed the corner of her lips: "You certainly know how to enjoy yourself. After you remove your makeup, do you need me to give you a massage?"
Without opening her eyes, Shu Yi nodded with a smile, her voice hoarse and tired: "Okay, I've been wearing high heels all day, my feet are really sore. I have to wear them to the company tomorrow, so it would be good for you to massage them now."
He gently pressed the cotton pad against her small face and slowly stroked it until the makeup was finished and removed. Zhang Youye then got up and walked into the washroom on the side.
He carefully dampened the towel until it was warm, then returned to the small bed to thoroughly wipe her clean.
After confirming that all steps were completed, Zhang Youye put the towel aside and rested his face on his palm.
He let his infatuated gaze remain fixed on Sleeping Beauty.
The bare face that comes into view is fair and refreshing, like a summer evening after the rain, with a gentle breeze caressing the cheeks, bringing a refreshing and carefree feeling.
After his undisguised admiration, his gaze, filled with doting affection, slowly moved down to her reddened heels.
She had removed the bandage sometime earlier, leaving the wound on her heel, chafed by the edge of her high heels, exposed and raw.
He picked up the medicine on one side and treated her wound, then took out a band-aid and gently applied it to her wound.
She fell asleep from exhaustion while removing her makeup.
Why bother with massages now?
He got up, took off his coat, and was about to pull back the covers and crawl into her warm bed when a voice suddenly reached his ear.
"Why is it so quiet? Give me a massage."
Her voice was languid and husky, with a hint of coquetry, and I was caught off guard by this sentence.
Zhang Youye had no choice but to give up his idea of crawling under the covers and returned to the edge of the bed, obediently squatting down.
He lifted the thin blanket covering her beautiful body, and his Adam's apple bobbed instantly.
Today, she changed her stunning red dress into a white long dress, perhaps because of her side-lying position, the form-fitting dress clung tightly to her body.
From top to bottom, it perfectly outlines her figure. A slender yet shapely physique, and fair skin.
From Zhang Youye's perspective, this scene was simply the prelude to his desires surging wildly.
After hesitating for a few seconds, feeling sorry for her being too tired today, Zhang Youye could only swallow his desire and turn her over.
Starting from her back, his warm palms were slowly moving over her body.
As he massaged her, he asked, "How does it feel?"
With a satisfied sigh, Shu Yi rested her chin on the back of her hand. She didn't open her eyes, but only made a teasing sound.
"That was a good massage. I didn't expect the 'King of Locks' to know so much. I can support myself with massages from now on."
Enjoying her flattery, Zhang Youye became somewhat smug and, seizing the opportunity, pressed his palms even harder.
"That's right, your husband is very skilled, he can support you no matter what he does."
Slowly opening her eyes, as if remembering something, Shu Yi asked a question while enjoying the massage.
"Did the research institute handle it so quickly? Or did you come to see me without Grandpa Xu's knowledge?"
“Achen is there, so there’s nothing serious,” Zhang Youye explained. “So many things happened tonight, and we still haven’t heard from your uncle, and your grandfather is in the hospital. I was worried about you, so I came here to find you as soon as possible.”
Shu Yi pursed her lips slightly, trying to analyze the situation.
"Grandpa is currently unconscious, my uncle's case is still under investigation, my great-uncle is going on a business trip again tomorrow, and my uncle-in-law also has to deal with matters related to his overseas company."
After a pause, Shu Yi spoke her mind.
"The Qin family was definitely behind tonight's events. So, what's their next move?"
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