Chapter 12
Chapter 12
After giving a few more instructions, Shen Qingyuan left.
As soon as she left, Su Qin felt as if she had survived a disaster. The aunt prepared the meal, but she had no appetite and stayed by her eldest son's bedside.
After applying the heat for a short while, Ye Chuyang removed the heat pack.
He braced himself against the bed with one hand, and slowly slid his feet to the floor, trying to sit in the wheelchair.
"Yangyang, don't move around. I'll get you whatever you want." Su Qin quickly stepped forward to help him.
"Mom, I'm hungry. Let's go eat in the living room!"
I was just in excruciating pain, clearly trying my best to control the discomfort. Could there really be such a thing as a miracle cure? I recovered way too quickly!
Su Qin said anxiously, "No, no, my little darling, please don't move! Dr. Chen has already left. What if you start to feel pain again? I'll go get you some food, you can eat in bed!"
Ye Chuyang raised an eyebrow. "Mom, did I really look that painful just now?"
These words brought a pang of sadness to the mother. It was all for work. Her child was injured like this; what if he developed a lifelong back pain?
Ye Chuyang was a little smug; acting skills were a good thing. Although his fans often touted him online as a talented actor, especially for his scenes of coughing up blood and being sickly, there were too many acting masters in the industry. He had never thought he would one day achieve legendary status in acting. Tsk tsk, he had even fooled a professional doctor. That day had finally arrived.
Su Qin was still shaken and sighed, "Luckily, Dr. Shen was here. If I were alone, I really don't know what I would have done!"
Ye Chuyang smiled easily: "It's really nothing, it only hurt for a little while. Don't bother me! I'm much better now. It's just a meal, it won't hurt anymore."
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"I have a feeling this is a bit weird," Shen Qingyuan said to her phone as she walked. "No matter how small Chenyang is, it still has two million people. How come the interview ended up at Ye Chuyang's house?"
Nan Lan saw the job posting in the park, and what attracted her most was the high salary. Nan Lan and Su Qin didn't know each other, and there didn't seem to be anything fishy about it.
Song Ting's tone was filled with the excitement of having stumbled upon some juicy gossip. "Shen Qingyuan, what's that saying again? Fate! Those destined to meet will find each other even from a thousand miles away; those not destined will not meet even face to face! Although it sounds a bit cliché, generally speaking, when people meet or have a chance encounter, that's how the story of the male and female protagonists in romance novels unfolds..."
"..."
Shen Qingyuan pondered that she was a staunch materialist and did not believe in such mystical and idealistic things as fate.
"By the way, are you really going on this business trip with Ye Chuyang?" Before Shen Qingyuan could answer, Song Ting immediately answered herself, "Go ahead, go ahead, it's like having a perfect opportunity!" Song Ting's gossip spirit was burning brightly.
"I shouldn't have told you all this! I'm hanging up!" Shen Qingyuan was about to hang up when Song Ting hurriedly said, "Wait, wait, Fang Zhou has been asking me about you lately. What do you mean? Do you want to get in touch?"
Fang Zhou. Shen Qingyuan remembered; there was such a person.
"Forget it, my life is precarious, I shouldn't hold them back!" Shen Qingyuan said.
Song Ting said, "At least you're a private doctor now, right? It's a legitimate profession, a model youth, what's there to be afraid of? Sister, go for it! Even if you can't win over Ye Chuyang, Fang Zhou is still here in Chenyang waiting for you!"
Shen Qingyuan was both amused and exasperated. "Song Ting, can't you think of anything other than romance?"
Song Ting sighed, "It's only a few years left. After that, neither of us will be able to keep going."
Shen Qingyuan also felt a little wistful. She had kept in touch with Song Ting, so she hadn't really felt the passage of time. But seeing Ye Chuyang's face today did make her feel a bit disoriented, and she was suddenly reminded of her high school days. The carefree days of her youth seemed so close at hand, but when she reached out, they vanished like mist.
Ten years have passed, and although the boy before us is still the same young man, he is absolutely different...
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When Shen Qingyuan went back and told Nan Lan and Shen Jing'an, they were both very happy.
After all, Shen Qingyuan had been unemployed at home for almost half a year, so it was perfect to finally have something to do.
However, Shen Qingyuan didn't mention that she was an old classmate of the employer, which seemed unnecessary.
Seeing her parents' beaming faces, Shen Qingyuan also smiled faintly, thinking how fortunate she was to have taken this job. After all, one must be brave enough to move forward.
That evening, a man who called himself "Xiao Chao" called her, saying he was Ye Chuyang's assistant and wanted to coordinate the specific dates for her business trip, as well as things like buying train tickets.
Chenyang and Dongyang in Zhejiang are not far apart, and Ye Chuyang often travels between the two cities by high-speed rail. Buying train tickets is as simple as Shen Qingyuan providing her ID number, and her assistant, Xiao Chao, handles it for her.
No wonder Ye Chuyang's mother was so anxious to find a doctor to accompany her, as her business trip was only three days away.
Xiao Chao was quite thoughtful, giving her a long list of things to keep in mind for the business trip. He mentioned she might be staying in Hengdian for three months and told her to pack some autumn clothes, as well as sunscreen and insect repellent. After all, Ye Chuyang's work mostly involves outdoor activities, and mosquitoes, rodents, and ants are commonplace for her. Of course, if she found it too troublesome, she could buy them locally.
"Huh?" Xiao Chao suddenly remembered, "Sister Chen, I've said so much, can you remember it all? Why don't you take out a piece of paper and write it down?"
Shen Qingyuan said, "No need, you can continue. I can remember it!" She dared not say anything else, but when it came to memory, Shen Qingyuan had not met many people with better memories than herself.
Xiao Chao then said, "Sister Chen, are you free tomorrow? Brother Yang said if you're free, you should go to his house to sign an employment contract."
"Okay, I'll go tomorrow."
It's time to sign a contract. Shen Qingyuan had initially thought that since they were old classmates, a contract wouldn't matter, but they were surprisingly quite businesslike. That's good, it'll save them from any future disputes.
Shen Qingyuan smiled, recalling what Song Ting had said on the street during their last class reunion. "When you're out doing business, don't be pretentious; forget about friendships."
The contract was seven or eight pages long and looked quite professional. Big stars, after all, have teams behind them working tirelessly for them; that's just how it is.
Shen Qingyuan skimmed through the text. The rest were standard terms, but one clause stipulated her service period was three months, and any changes required mutual agreement to terminate the contract. If one party forcibly terminated the contract, they would have to pay the other party ten times the amount as liquidated damages.
Are you so afraid she'll run away beforehand?
Well, she didn't have anything else to do anyway. It's only three months, not three years.
"Is there a problem, Dr. Shen?" Ye Chuyang asked leisurely, holding a cup of coffee and slightly raising his eyelids.
Shen Qingyuan shook her head. "It's nothing." She left her name and the date of signing in the final signature section.
After the contract of servitude was signed and the employment relationship was established, Ye Chuyang was visibly satisfied, leaning back in his chair.
The aroma of coffee filled the air as the nanny brought over two cups of hand-drip coffee, along with two slices of fresh cream cake on a plate.
Ye Chuyang smiled and said, "Come on, Dr. Shen, have a cup of coffee. I wish us a pleasant collaboration!"
In the past, when she was working late into the night or writing papers, Shen Qingyuan would drink coffee until she had stomach cramps. Thinking about it, it had been almost half a year since she had drunk this stuff.
After returning to Chenyang, I naturally quit, although I did struggle for a while at the beginning. Over time, the addiction wore off.
Upon smelling this scent, Shen Qingyuan was reminded of her past life, and her feelings were quite complicated, yet she couldn't quite grasp them.
"Thank you, but my stomach hasn't been feeling well lately, so I won't drink it," Shen Qingyuan said.
"Stomach problems? I didn't notice at the hot pot restaurant!" Ye Chuyang shrugged, glanced at the cake on the plate, and said, "Oh, I see. Then let's eat the cake! Don't worry, it's made with animal cream; my mom said it tastes pretty good!"
Shen Qingyuan swallowed hard. She had originally planned to leave immediately after signing the papers, but the employer's hospitality made it difficult to refuse. Besides, she did love cream cakes; she had loved them since she was a child.
On the plate is a piece of Black Forest cake and a piece of chestnut cream.
Shen Qingyuan was a little conflicted; both looked delicious, and she didn't know which one to choose.
She looked up at Ye Chuyang and asked, "Which flavor do you want?"
Ye Chuyang said, "I don't eat sweets, but if you like them, you can eat them all!"
Shen Qingyuan thought to herself, "Celebrities really do have strict control over their diets. They can't date, they can't eat delicious food. They can't even satisfy their basic needs for food and sex. Tsk tsk, it's quite boring."
Then I felt like I was worrying about the ancients, and what was the point of thinking about such trivial things?
Shen Qingyuan didn't stand on ceremony. She picked up the chestnut cake, smelled it first, and then ate it with a fork. It tasted quite good, with a sweet and savory blend of chestnut and cream. Because it had just been taken out of the refrigerator, it was cool and refreshing, which balanced out the sweetness a bit.
I used to think that the cake shops in Jicheng were the best, with all sorts of trendy cakes popping up everywhere. I rarely had the chance to eat Chenyang's cakes; the ones I ate as a child were just so-so. It turns out that Chenyang has kept up with the times, and their cakes are quite good now.
It wasn't too hot today; the afternoon sun was warm, and a beam of sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling window, illuminating Shen Qingyuan's face. Shen Qingyuan's small mouth moved as she slowly ate, her eyes fixed intently on the cake, a satisfied and joyful expression on her face.
The golden light perfectly outlined her features. Ye Chuyang, holding the contract, looked up at her and was momentarily stunned.
It felt like stepping back ten years, to the slender girl sitting in the classroom, her face slightly turned to the side, intently looking at her textbook.
Arrogant and haughty.
People unconsciously fell silent when passing by her seat, afraid of disturbing her. This was Ye Chuyang's impression of her when he was young.
Now, her face is rounder and she's gained a little weight. She looks more gentle. But she still carries a faint, subtle aloofness that keeps her away from crowds.
When she eats, she's like some kind of small animal—quiet, focused, with a tiny, just-right greed. She doesn't seem as arrogant as before; she's become more down-to-earth, a little... cute?
As Ye Chuyang watched, he seemed to smell the sweet aroma of the chestnut cake, his mouth watering. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed without making a sound.
Shen Qingyuan was immersed in the world of cakes and suddenly felt a little magical. Ten years ago, she would never have imagined that one day she would become Ye Chuyang's employee and sit with Ye Chuyang to eat cake.
Perhaps this is just a case of fortunes changing!
After thinking for a while, Shen Qingyuan suddenly felt that gaze and looked back at Ye Chuyang.
She raised her eyebrows inquiringly: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"
"On my lips." Ye Chuyang pointed to her lower lip.
Shen Qingyuan did indeed have a little cream on her lips. A tissue was on the coffee table in front of her. Ye Chuyang leaned forward slightly, pulled out one, and was about to hand it to Shen Qingyuan when he saw her stick out her rosy little tongue, lick her lips, and lick the cream off.
The movements were exceptionally smooth, agile, and precise. Like a kitten, a proud Devonian cat.
Then, without changing her expression, Shen Qingyuan reached out and picked up the Black Forest cake, saying, "If you're not going to eat it, I'll eat it."
Ye Chuyang froze for a moment.
This action... well, if Ye Chuyang's mind were a little more dirty, he might have associated it with the word "flirting".
Ye Chuyang, who was always upright and unmoved by temptation, suddenly felt a little thirsty.
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