"It's not that serious yet. Hurry up and come to the hospital with me." Qianli supported her and rushed out of the office with a dark face.
The blood on Sandy's hand dripped all the way onto the floor.
"No one is allowed to spread this news. If I find out anyone doing so, you'll be suspended!" he warned the employees in the outer work area seriously.
Everyone immediately returned to their workstations and kept quiet. It was not until he left with the injured person that they started whispering.
"I just saw that deep cut on Sandy! She'll probably need stitches."
"It's really a pity for an artist to lose the use of her hand."
Shen Ximan sat on the chair with a complicated mood. Her mind was in a complete mess.
She never expected that after just escaping from the tiger's den, she had fallen into the wolf's lair.
The intrigue and treachery here were even worse than in the Shen family. Just like that Sandy. She had never even met her, yet she resorted to such a disgusting trick to gain sympathy.
At this moment, Bo Jingyu came out of the meeting. Holding a file folder, he walked into his office with a face darker than the bottom of a pot.
Seeing him, she shrank timidly into a corner, with her head down, not saying a word.
Qianli must have told him the news. It seemed that she was in for another scolding. All she did was cause him trouble; she couldn't help him at all.
"Are you hurt?"
Shen Ximan stared at him blankly and shook her head.
Bo Jingyu walked up to her, picked up a lock of her hair, and took a quick look. "There's no damage. I'll get another hairstylist later. You can do the styling in the meeting room. I'll watch personally."
"Ah... what?" She was utterly shocked.
"I don't want to repeat myself."
"Aren't you mad at me?"
Bo Jingyu raised an eyebrow. "What did you do wrong?"
"Didn't Qianli tell you?" Shen Ximan asked in confusion.
"He did. It's not your fault. Why should I be mad?"
He said these words smoothly, without a hint of hesitation.
"Everyone else thinks it's my fault." She was being stubborn and couldn't understand why he was different from others and unconditionally believed in her.
"They are them, and I am me. Do you have paranoid delusions?"
Shen Ximan was a bit unaccustomed to this. She fidgeted, not knowing what to say. For so many years, he was the first one to stand by her side. He was just an outsider who was not very close to her.
"Can I go to the hospital later? I have something to do."
"Sure. Ask Ruochi to go with you."
She declined nervously. "No, it's not far."
Bo Jingyu's eyes were cold, but his tone was gentle. "It's not about the distance. It's about if you try to run away again, I won't be able to explain it to Grandpa."
"I did that to save An Ruo. She's missing now. There's no point in running away."
Shen Ximan's eyes were moist, and her nose turned red.
Seeing her distress, he comforted her. "I've already sent my men to investigate. We'll get news soon."
"Why are you helping me?"
Bo Jingyu slowly approached. He lifted her chin through the veil. His voice was magnetic and hoarse. "Don't overthink it. It's just mutual benefit."
Shen Ximan's joy faded away.
Yes, mutual benefit.
What was she expecting? Did she think that just because she knew his past and sympathized with his experiences, she could really understand this man?
So many years had passed. He must have changed. How could he still be the same child who needed care and protection?
"Then help me. As long as An Ruo can come back safely, I'll be your Mrs. Bo or your private doctor. It's all okay."
Didn't he like to see her compromise? Then she would act for him.
Bo Jingyu squinted his eyes, trying to read something from her.
But apart from her big, watery eyes, he couldn't detect any malicious intent. So he lost interest.
"Come with me."
In the meeting room, the directors looked at each other, with many objections.
"Director He, what's your opinion on this month's report?" Bo Jingyu deliberately asked him.
"Um, I think it's fine."
"Fine? There's a 0.2% loss, and you say it's fine?"
Director He stood up abruptly, his old face blushing as he made an excuse. "I'm sorry, Young Master Bo. Don't blame me for speaking out of turn, but isn't it inappropriate for the Second Lady to get her hair done here?"
To be honest, Shen Ximan also thought it was inappropriate.
It was too eye - catching!
If it weren't for the veil, her face would definitely be redder than an apple.
"A person who focuses on work won't be affected by the outside world. Moreover," Bo Jingyu casually threw the pen in his hand on the table. "I'm the president of this company. It's my right."
The rebellious thoughts of all the directors were completely extinguished. They lowered their heads and dared not say a word.
This awkward atmosphere lasted for more than an hour before it ended.
Bo Jingyu looked at her hairstyle and wrote a check, handing it to the hairstylist with satisfaction. "Your skills are good. From now on, you'll be in charge of the Second Lady's hair."
"Um... Young Master Bo, I'm just an apprentice..."
"Don't want to?"
The hairstylist bowed excitedly again and again. "Thank you! Thank you!"
Shen Ximan looked at herself in the mirror. She really looked different from before. The curve of the hair tips was neither ostentatious nor aging.
It had a very elegant feel.
After reading the message on his phone, Bo Jingyu said, "The car is in the basement. Ruochi will take you there."
"Thank you."
"Come back within half an hour. There's a lunch appointment."
"Okay."
Shen Ximan turned around and trotted away.
"Second Lady, hurry up." Ruochi was leaning against the car. Seeing her coming from afar, he quickly walked to the passenger side and opened the door.
Bo Jingyu sending his right - hand man meant that he attached great importance to her escape. It also left him with quite a bit of concern.
"I'm sorry about what happened yesterday."
He was stunned for a moment. "You mustn't say that. You're the Second Lady. What you do has nothing to do with us."
"No, I mean I caused you trouble yesterday."
Ruochi smiled. "Hey, the things we've encountered before were even more difficult than yesterday. Qianli has been injured several times while saving the Second Master! He..."
He stopped halfway through opening his mouth.
"He has a straightforward personality. Sometimes what he says might not be to your liking."
Shen Ximan looked at him with a beaming smile. "You guys have a really good relationship."
For some reason, Ruochi felt a warm sensation on his side. The Second Lady's smile was like a little sun, without any impurities.
"Watch out!"
He suddenly came to his senses and skillfully turned the steering wheel to avoid a potential collision. "Sorry, it's my fault."
"Please say sorry to Qianli for me when you see him."
Shen Ximan got out of the car, then poked her head back in to say this before closing the door without a care and walking straight into the hospital.
"The Second Lady is actually quite nice, except that she's a bit timid." Ruochi watched her back and murmured to himself.