C43 You're just making amends

You're just making amends

Yue Jinnan looked at the coffee in annoyance, and subconsciously held it with his right hand. Only when his fingertip touched the warm edge of the cup and the surprised voice of the secretary entered his ears did Yue Jinnan once again realize that his right hand was injured and could not use any strength.

With a sullen face, he switched his right hand to his left. He picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip. It was as if the bitterness from the night had spread all the way down to the bottom of his heart.

The secretary covered her mouth in embarrassment. When she saw Yue Jinnan touching the coffee cup with his injured hand, she screamed without thinking, but forgot that President Yue was the one who hated people the most.

Fortunately, Yue Jinnan didn't reprimand him even though he didn't know what he was thinking.

"President Yue, the injury on your right hand is severe, why don't you go back and rest for two days before coming back to work?" Seeing Yue Jinnan using his left hand to handle the work, it was extremely tiring for him. Before the secretary left, he couldn't help but worry and suggested a suggestion.

Even though he was very clear that Yue Jinnan would not accept this suggestion, he still could not help but say it out loud.

The moment the usually strong Yue Jinnan got injured, he revealed a very miserable appearance, which was rarely seen. It was very easy to make people's hearts ache, and the secretary had to admit, he simply felt sorry for Yue Jinnan.

Yue Jinnan was in a daze, his eyebrows drooped and his thick eyelashes covering up the emotions in his eyes.

Only now did the secretary realize that although his family's President Yue was a male, his eyelashes were longer and thicker than ordinary girls. He was truly envious of her.

"CEO, I just casually said it, what if you ?" After saying that, the secretary quickly tried to salvage the situation. Who didn't know that their company's President Yue was famous for being a workaholic, how could he give up on work because of the injury on his wrist?

In the past, Yue Jinnan had a fever of 40 degrees, yet he still persisted to work at the company, forcing himself to do so, not mentioning even a word about resting.

"You're right." Yue Jinnan interrupted the secretary's words, and under his astonished eyes, he stared at the wound on his wrist in a complicated manner: "I really do need to rest for a while."

The pain in his hand was secondary, mainly because his mind was in a mess and was no longer suitable for handling official matters. Rather than wasting time in the company, he might as well do something else.

His expression remained the same as he said those words. However, he didn't know that his secretary was looking at him in disbelief.

Is this still their company's President Yue? Not only did he not get scolded for making such a suggestion, he even agreed to it uncharacteristically. Was the way he got up in the morning incorrect?!

No matter how he looked at it, the world seemed to have become mystical after he woke up.

Without even looking at the secretary, Yue Jinnan made a decision on his own: "I won't be coming back to the company today, I'll be going back first. As for the work, I'll leave it to you to handle for the time being.

The secretary nodded dumbly, his mouth opened wide, and even when Yue Jinnan's figure completely disappeared from the office, he still could not believe what he had just heard.

CEO, has he really gone overboard!?

Yue Jinnan's right hand was injured, so he couldn't use force, let alone driving. After knowing that Yue Jinnan had left the company earlier, the driver punctually waited for him in the parking lot. When he saw that Yue Jinnan had arrived, he hurriedly opened the car door for him.

"Sir, should we go back to Miss Lin's place?" the driver asked carefully.

He had really never come across the situation of Yue Jinnan skipping shift the moment he entered the company, and he was not too sure about Yue Jinnan's thoughts as he asked very carefully.

Yue Jinnan sat at the back of the carriage. After getting on, he immediately relaxed his body, leaned back against the cushion and closed his eyes to recuperate. He had worked hard the entire night.

Hearing that, he lifted his eyelids and said coldly, "Return to the villa."

The driver replied as he felt the cold aura coming from Yue Jinnan's body. He did not dare to speak anymore, and drove Yue Jinnan all the way to his destination.

The servant looked at Yue Jinnan in shock and returned, only to see Yue Jinnan's cold face. Both of them exchanged glances and reminded themselves that they had to be extremely careful, so as to not run into Yue Jinnan.

Last night, one of the servants who was tying up Song Huaishuang was waiting outside the door. Seeing Yue Jinnan coming over, she helped him push the door open: "Sir, I've been watching all night, Madam is quiet."

The room had been cleaned by the hardworking servants. The floor was clean, and the blood from the night before was no longer there. The ventilation windows had long since cleared away the unpleasant smell.

Other than Song Huaishuang, who had her wrist firmly locked by a metal chain, and the vase that had been switched off, everything else looked exactly the same as before.

However, Yue Jinnan and Song Huai Shuang understood each other clearly that nothing could go back to last night, and everything had unknowingly changed a long time ago.

Song Huai Shuang was curled up in a corner of the bed. Her hair was disheveled as it flowed down, revealing a pair of empty and numb eyes. There was no trace of her usual spirit energy at all.

The long, thin, and strong chain was firmly locked around her wrist, making it difficult for her to move. However, it was just as the servant had said, it was very quiet.

Yue Jinnan looked at it, and his heart suddenly jumped in pain.

Even when Yue Jinnan came in, he did not let her movements change at all. She just squatted like that, as if he was using the air to isolate himself from the world.

As Yue Jinnan looked at it, an indescribable feeling surfaced in his heart and his expression tightened.

"Song Huaishuang, do you think that just because I was like this, I would be soft-hearted and let you go?" Yue Jinnan was extremely disgusted with this feeling that was being influenced by Song Huai Shuang. He forced himself to harden his heart and coldly said, "Let me tell you, this is impossible.

Song Huaishuang did not move, let alone reply.

Immediately, Yue Jinnan's mood became even more agitated. He coldly snorted, and his expression became even colder, "Song Huai Shuang, do you think that I won't be able to do anything just because you don't say anything? Don't forget, Song Huaichun is still in my hands.

The moment Song Huaichun's name came out, Song Huai Shuang quickly blinked her eyes. Although her actions were fast, she was unable to escape from Yue Jinnan, who had been observing her.

Yue Jinnan laughed coldly, and sarcastically said, "Why, why don't you continue pretending to be deaf and mute."

"Yue Jinnan." Song Huaishuang opened her mouth with great difficulty as her face filled with excitement. She had not entered the water for a whole night, but her voice was as hoarse as a pebble grinding sand. "You are always threatening me with a weak woman. You are truly shameless."