Chapter 9: Because of me

"He's him, I'm me, and his conflict with the hotel has nothing to do with me."

Yan Shuangyi lay on the bed. Her face was extremely calm, as if Dong Peng was just an outsider to her, with an attitude of not caring about herself.

"I thought you were so loving." Yue Jialing lowered his head, put his hand on the iron railing of the hospital bed, and sneered, "You can always leave yourself so clean...... Yan Shuangyi, it seems that you are really a cold-blooded animal by nature. ā€

Yan Shuangyi's medicine was over, and there were bursts of severe pain on his body.

She only felt that she was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to perfunctory him, so she simply turned her head away. The walls are dark and look cold.

She slowed down for a long time before she saved up enough strength, and politely repeated her appeal: "Mr. Yue, I really can't go to work now." I have just sent you the relevant information that I kept when I saw a doctor, and I hope you can approve the sick leave, thank you. ā€

As soon as the words fell, the awkward silence spread between the two of them.

Yue Jialing silently looked down at her.

Seeing Yan Shuangyi holding down the sheet on her chest with one hand, and holding the bed rail with the other hand, she tried to hold her cries of pain, and fine beads of sweat seeped out of her forehead.

"Sick leave can be granted, but the qualification of the front office manager to compete for the post is automatically cancelled." After speaking, Yue Jialing turned his gaze away and hurriedly left.

The night wind was cold, rippling open his shirt and causing a contracture-like tingle in the muscles in his chest.

He slipped his hand into his pocket and reached for his phone. flipped through the series of pictures on the dialogue interface, and sure enough, I saw a few pictures and a line of small print sent by Yan Shuangyi.

Reading between the lines, it's all prayers.

His fingers rubbed and clicked on the screen a few times, but he finally pressed the lock screen button again.

*

Eight or nine o'clock in the morning is often the busiest time of the morning for business hotels. Yue Jialing will stand in the lobby every morning for a while, which can enhance the relationship with regular customers who have stayed in the hotel for a long time, and secondly, he can also observe the operation of the next department.

The revolving door turned, and as a group of guests left, a little girl was brought in.

Her big black grape-like eyes flickered curiously, looking around, her small mouth pursed tightly, showing a little nervousness.

Probably the guest's child got lost.

Yue Jialing stepped forward and patiently asked, "Little friend, are you looking for your parents?" ā€

The little girl neither nodded nor shook her head, but looked at him timidly.

"Do you know Mom and Dad's names?"

"I ...... I didn't ......" Before the child could finish his sentence, he heard a knock on the door of the front office not far away.

Today is Yan Shuangyi's first day of returning to work after sick leave, and as soon as he came out after the handover, he saw Ding Dong sitting on the sofa.

"Clank, why are you here?" Yan Shuangyi's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly walked over and hid Ding Dong behind him to block it.

Yue Jialing watched Yan Shuangyi's movements and didn't come closer. He just stopped in front of her, lowered his eyes, and glanced at Jingle Bell: "Your child? ā€

Yan Shuangyi did not deny it.

"Elaine, the rules of the hotel You know, employees and their families are not allowed to enter the lobby through the main entrance of the hotel."

Yan Shuangyi said with a straight face: "I know, Mr. Yue." ā€

"Knowingly?"

"No, the kid didn't mean it."

"That's you, the parent, didn't have a good education." Yue Jialing's tone was deep and he made a conclusion directly.

Yan Shuangyi glanced at the clock behind Yue Jialing, and the minute hand gradually pointed to the hour, and it was time for Yue Jialing to go to the morning meeting. She simply agreed: "Yes, I will send the child back to the dormitory." I won't make the same mistake again. ā€

As soon as the words came out, Yan Shuangyi realized his mistake.

"Dorms?" Yue Jialing's footsteps really stopped, "Who allowed you to bring the child to the dormitory?" ā€

Seeing that he reached into his pocket, as if he was going to touch the phone, Yan Shuangyi didn't dare not speak, she blurted out: "It's me who makes my own decisions...... I—I saw that there was still a vacant bed in the dormitory, so I brought her in. ā€

"The dormitory is a benefit provided by the hotel to the staff, and if you occupy it, you are infringing on the rights and interests of others. You don't understand this truth? ā€

Yan Shuangyi was silent.

Yue Jialing wanted to say more, but when he looked at the child behind Yan Shuangyi who was probing his brain, he took a deep breath and made an epilogue: "Move away." ā€

"Mr. Yue, I haven't found a place to live yet. Can you request an extra bed, I can pay for the bed. Yan Shuangyi's hurried voice held his footsteps.

Yue Jialing was noncommittal, just took out his mobile phone and dialed a call: "Lydia, do you know that Elaine brought the child to the dormitory?" Now go to the lobby to deal with it right away. ā€

After speaking, he ignored this kind of thing and walked straight into the elevator.

Lydia came quickly, and after listening to Yan Shuangyi's narration, he didn't say anything, just asked Yan Shuangyi to bring the household registration book.

"It stands to reason that beds can be provided for family members who come to visit relatives temporarily, but Mr. Yue is so busy that he may not remember this rule for a while. I will now complete the formalities, and the child can live with peace of mind first. Lydia comforted as she flipped through her household register. Suddenly, I saw a line of words and laughed, "Yo, your sister is twenty years old from you, so she must be regarded as the old son of her parents, right?" ā€