newbobooks Chapter 254 The Beauty and the Boss's Love and Career (6 words)
Chapter 254 The Beauty and the Boss's Love and Career (6 words)
Those few simple clothes were folded neatly by his slender fingers.
Each crease looked as if it had been carefully measured, and then it was gently placed into a bag to the side.
Outside the ward, the sound of steady, rhythmic footsteps could be heard.
The footsteps approached from afar, sounding exceptionally clear in the quiet corridor.
A short while later, the door was gently pushed open, making a soft creaking sound.
Changsheng strode into the ward with a professional smile on his face. He stood tall and his eyes revealed a sense of competence.
He said with a hint of respect in his tone:
“Mr. Yun Sui, I am Chang Sheng. The boss asked me to pick you up from the hospital.”
Yun Sui slowly raised her eyes, her gaze landing squarely on Chang Sheng's face.
His eyes were calm, without a trace of emotion.
During that brief eye contact, Changsheng felt an invisible pressure.
It was an aura that only those in positions of power possessed, even though Yun Sui was simply sitting quietly.
Yun Sui simply responded with a curt reply:
"understood."
After saying that, he stood up and picked up the luggage that was placed next to the bed.
Upon seeing this, Changsheng immediately stepped forward, extending his hand and saying warmly:
"I'll get it."
Yun Sui didn't refuse much, but simply loosened her grip slightly, handed the luggage to Chang Sheng, and softly uttered two words:
"Thank you."
The voice wasn't loud, but it conveyed an undeniable sense of detachment.
Then, with steady steps, he followed Changsheng out of the ward at a leisurely pace.
The two walked side by side down the long hospital corridor, surrounded by medical staff and patients coming and going.
The smell of disinfectant filled the air, mingling with the hushed conversations of people.
To break the somewhat dull atmosphere, Changsheng racked his brains to find topics to talk about.
He turned his head slightly to look at Yun Sui and spoke first:
"Mr. Yun Sui, are you getting used to staying in the hospital?"
Yun Sui's gaze remained fixed straight ahead, his steps unwavering. After a moment's thought, he uttered three words:
"is acceptable."
The voice was calm and even, without any inflection.
Changsheng scratched his head, a barely perceptible hint of wariness flashing in his eyes, and continued:
"When we go out later, do you want to buy something you like?"
I know a few good shops around here; you can pick one you like.
Yun Sui slightly turned her head, looking towards the direction outside the hospital, and replied in a calm tone:
"There's nothing I want to buy."
After saying that, he looked away and continued walking forward.
As Changsheng passed the nurses' station, a group of nurses were busily organizing medical records. His eyes lit up, and he spoke again:
"The nurses here take good care of you, don't they?"
I heard from the boss that they all really care about you.
Yun Sui nodded slightly and said in his usual concise tone:
"They all work very hard."
The sound wasn't loud, but it reached Changsheng's ears clearly.
Chang Sheng frowned slightly, trying to extract more information from Yun Sui, and then asked:
Do you have any plans for the future?
The boss is very concerned about your future plans.
Yun Sui paused slightly, as if she was quickly thinking about something.
A glint flashed in his eyes, but he quickly resumed his pace and replied:
"I haven't thought about it yet."
Looking at the ever-silent Yun Sui before him, Chang Sheng couldn't help but mutter to himself:
Yun Sui has lost his memory and speaks very little, yet he exudes an aura similar to that of the old man, which is really strange.
Could it be that he was an important figure in a powerful family before he lost his memory?
Or does he/she have some special identity?
He was unwilling to give up and couldn't help but ask again:
"Mr. Yun Sui, do you really not remember anything from the past?"
Even a blurry fragment would be helpful.
Yun Sui gazed into the distance, his eyes deep and far-reaching, and ended the conversation with brief and decisive words:
"I can't remember at all."
Changsheng sighed helplessly; they were almost at the gate.
Looking at Yun Sui's indifferent profile, he knew that asking any further questions would be futile.
But Changsheng still occasionally glanced at Yun Sui beside him out of the corner of his eye.
He appeared calm and composed, with a steady gait and an indescribable aura that made him seem increasingly mysterious and unpredictable.
As they drew closer to the gate, the bustling street outside became clearly visible through the glass door.
Just then, out of the corner of his eye, Changsheng caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the doorway.
His eyes widened instantly, his face filled with disbelief, and he abruptly stopped in his tracks.
Yun Sui noticed the strangeness beside her and stopped, following Chang Sheng's gaze.
Yun Suisi was dressed in a well-tailored black trench coat, his posture upright like a pine tree.
She held a large bouquet of pure white jasmine flowers in her arms. The petals were as white as jade and emitted a delicate fragrance.
"This...isn't this the boss?"
Chang Sheng couldn't help but mutter to himself, his voice filled with shock.
He never expected that his boss, who was supposedly too busy to come, would actually show up here.
A hint of surprise flashed in Yun Sui's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
But his heart involuntarily quickened, and his gaze was drawn to Yun Suisi as if by a magnet, unable to look away.
Yun Suisi wore a gentle smile, his eyes filled with concern and tenderness.
He stood quietly at the door, as if all the noise around him had nothing to do with him.
The jasmine flowers in his arms accentuated his outstanding temperament, making him look like a figure from a painting, truly embodying the saying that a person is more beautiful than a flower.
Changsheng strode forward, his face full of doubt, and asked:
"Boss, what brings you here?"
Didn't you say you had an important meeting today and a lot of work to do?
Yun Suisi gently shook his head, but his gaze remained fixed on Yun Sui, and said:
"Nothing is more important than welcoming Yunsui out of the hospital."
I've rescheduled all those meetings and work sessions.
Having said that, he strode up to Yun Sui, handed her the jasmine flowers, and said softly:
"Yun Sui, congratulations on your discharge from the hospital. This bouquet of flowers is for you. I hope you like it."
Yun Sui slowly reached out and took the bouquet of jasmine flowers.
When her fingertips touched Yun Suisi's hand, a warm current surged through her body once again.
He looked up and met Yun Suisi's gaze, momentarily lost in thought.
"I...I really like it, thank you."
Yun Sui moved her lips slightly, her voice soft yet filled with boundless emotion.
Changsheng, watching this scene from the side, couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.
He had never seen his boss care about someone so much, going so far as to disrupt all his work arrangements for Yun Sui.
Yun Sui's gaze was fixed on Yun Suisi, and in an instant, a hint of joy quietly crept onto his face.
"I never expected you to come. I thought I would be leaving with Changsheng today."
Yun Sui spoke, his tone filled with restrained yet undisguised joy, peaceful and soothing.
He slightly raised his eyes, his gaze steadily fixed on Yun Suisi, his eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and emotion.
His eyes were slightly moist, like a lake holding deep affection, shimmering with emotion.
"Yesterday you said you were busy with work and had many things to do, and you sounded so confident. Although I felt regret, I completely understood."
After all, your career is of utmost importance to you.
But today, you still took the time to come; I was truly surprised and touched.
He paused slightly during his speech, as if carefully choosing his words.
"I think, in your heart, I might be your... friend."
He spoke the word "friend" very softly, as if he was expecting something.
Yun Suisi smiled gently and blinked his alluring fox-like eyes.