Ye Shuang's Selfishness

After An Shiyu left, Ye Shuang continued to work. Perhaps because they had recently expanded into many new businesses, the workload on Ye Shuang's hands had increased quite a bit. It was hard to imagine how Chen Qin used to manage all these things by herself in the past.

A person's strength is ultimately limited. If she had continued working the way she used to, Chen Qin's body would probably have developed various problems, right? Even though they had annual physical exams, it was inevitable that some issues couldn't be detected through simple check-ups.

"Knock, knock." A knocking sound came from not far away. Ye Shuang looked up slightly, thinking it was An Shiyu coming back from slacking off, and casually said, "Come in."

The office door was pushed open, and Chen Qin slipped in through the gap, holding a small lunchbox in her hand.

"Ye, have you eaten?" Chen Qin asked with a grin. Even though she was wearing mature clothing, one could still feel her vibrant energy.

"I just ate a little. Don't you have a meeting later?" Ye Shuang was a bit surprised to see Chen Qin appear in his office and asked.

"There's still twenty minutes, so I came over. I should at least eat something, right?" Chen Qin said as she opened the lunchbox in her hand. It contained some simple dishes, though they were mostly cold by now.

"Oh right, there's also this." Saying that, Chen Qin took out a jar of something that looked like beef paste for rice. "This is a product from one of our clients. There was some left over from our last collaboration, and it seems pretty tasty."

"Eat something healthy," Ye Shuang said. After all, Chen Qin's lunchbox had a rich variety of food, so there was no need to specifically open a jar of meat paste to go with the rice.

"Just give it a try," Chen Qin said, pinching the bottle cap with her fingers and twisting hard. A few seconds later, she said to Ye Shuang,

"Ye, it's so tight. Help me open it."

"Heh." How could Ye Shuang not understand Chen Qin's little trick? She was just showing her soft side to him. He took the jar from Chen Qin with a smile and gave it a hard twist.

The next second, Ye Shuang felt that something was wrong.

Eh?

Seeing Chen Qin blinking beside him, Ye Shuang coughed lightly. "It seems a bit tight, but it's not a big problem. I'm going to get serious now."

Saying that, he gathered all his strength and twisted hard.

But no matter what, the jar's lid remained completely motionless, sealed tight.

"..."

This was a bit awkward.

"Ye, are your hands sweating, so it's a bit slippery?" Chen Qin said from the side, then gave a soft laugh.

"Yeah, probably," Ye Shuang said, then stood up. "I'll go wash my hands. You eat something else first."

"Oh?"

With that, Ye Shuang got up and went to the washroom, as if he were determined to fight the jar to the end. Meanwhile, Chen Qin sat on the sofa and waited for a few seconds, then picked up the jar, looked at it, and tried giving it a hard twist.

"Pop." With a crisp sound, the jar's lid was opened.

Chen Qin held the lid for a few seconds, then immediately realized something and screwed it tightly back on.

Right at that moment, Ye Shuang pushed the door open and came in. He shook his hands. "Alright, my hands shouldn't be slippery now."

He returned to Chen Qin's side, picked up the jar, took a deep breath, and twisted it. He found that it opened very easily this time—

"Piece of cake, right? My hands were just slippery earlier," Ye Shuang said, placing the jar on the table.

How could a grown man be troubled by a tiny jar?

"Awesome." Chen Qin clapped from the side, pecked Ye Shuang on the cheek, and smiled gently. "Ye, you're the best."

"Just so-so."

Seeing Chen Qin spread a bit of the meat paste on her rice, Ye Shuang remarked, "Did your food arrive a long time ago? Why does it feel cold?"

"I figured I wouldn't have time to eat today because of the meeting and paperwork, so I asked my assistant to get food from the cafeteria for me in advance. By the time I finished my work and remembered it, it was already cold... Although I could microwave it, I don't think it's necessary." Chen Qin ate the rice, her cheeks slightly bulging.

"Ye, have you been a bit tired lately? Should I give you some time off?"

"You should give yourself some time off; I just took a week off," Ye Shuang said. He hadn't come to the company for a week recently because of Bai Yuyou's situation. If he rested anymore, he might as well stop managing the company's affairs altogether.

Moreover, Chen Qin seemed to love paying attention to Ye Shuang's situation while neglecting her own.

"I'm fine, I'm actually used to it." Chen Qin didn't feel much about it. The word 'busy' was something she had long grown accustomed to. Ever since graduating from university, she had practically thrown herself headfirst into the conglomerate.

Whether it was future plans or various arrangements, Chen Qin had already figured everything out clearly.

She was naturally someone who liked to plan ahead. However, every time Chen Qin made any arrangements, she had fantasized about how she would arrange her life if she were with Ye Shuang.

But it was merely a fantasy.

Precisely because she understood Ye Shuang, she knew just how big a place Zhao Mengyao occupied in his heart.

Perhaps if Zhao Mengyao had cherished Ye Shuang a bit more back then, Chen Qin wouldn't have even had a chance, right?

Despite this, Chen Qin didn't feel overly fortunate to be with Ye Shuang now, because the price for this was too heavy. The passing of Uncle Ye and Ye's Mother had ultimately left an incurable scar in Ye Shuang's heart, which was something Chen Qin didn't want to see.

Precisely because she liked him, she didn't want to see him sad. Chen Qin was no exception.

"By the way, is Little Yuyou doing better? When I chatted with her on the app recently, there didn't seem to be any problems." Chen Qin brought up Bai Yuyou's situation at this time.

Bai Yuyou loved sending various kaomoji when chatting with others. As for the reason, it was just that Ye Shuang hoped Bai Yuyou could better express her emotions. To Chen Qin, Bai Yuyou didn't seem to have changed much when chatting.

"Mild to moderate. Perhaps because of Yuyou's special experiences, this condition is far more severe for her than for ordinary patients." Ye Shuang shook his head. "It's all my fault."

"Don't blame yourself, it's not Ye's fault," Chen Qin comforted him from the side.

"It's because of me..." Ye Shuang fell silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said to Chen Qin, "I hope Yuyou can live her life the way she likes and not get hurt anymore."

"Although I know this is very selfish, but..."

Before Ye Shuang could finish his sentence, he was hugged by Chen Qin. His face was completely buried in her chest. Even through the thick uniform, he could still feel the softness within. Chen Qin simply stroked Ye Shuang's hair, her tone even gentler.

She hugged him a bit tighter.

"It's okay, Ye. No one is blaming you."