To celebrate the unexpected success of their fundraising, after lunch and seeing off all their guests, the Yan siblings, Song Yi, and the Yu siblings decided to treat themselves to a lavish splurge on the company’s dime.
The group didn’t bother going anywhere special.
As a five-star establishment, the Jinxiu Grand Hotel had a full range of recreational facilities.
They planned to get a foot bath and massage, followed by a full-body massage to relax before indulging themselves to their hearts’ content.
But...
In the foot bath room, Yan Ziruo and Yu Suye, who were soaking their feet in a medicinal bath, exchanged a glance and looked with pity at the people beside them.
Yan Feifan, Song Yi, and Yu Chuanbai, who were also getting foot baths, had all fallen asleep at roughly the same time.
Yu Chuanbai, in particular, was letting out loud snores...
At that very moment, in a private room at a teahouse not far from the Jinxiu Grand Hotel, Liu Jin and Wang Chuan were chatting over tea.
"Mrs. Meng has been keeping a low profile lately!"
Liu Jin gently set down his teacup and sighed softly. "A dormant tiger is more worrisome than one that’s baring its fangs and claws."
"You never know when it’ll pounce, or who it’ll pounce on."
Wang Chuan scoffed. "You? Afraid? I heard that on your first day in office, you slammed the table at Mrs. Meng."
Liu Jin smiled. "That’s because she was targeting Feifan. When it comes to Feifan, I have plenty of confidence."
"Besides, everyone in the hospital knows Feifan is my student. If I can’t even protect him, I might as well quit my job as President and go home to sell sweet potatoes."
"You’re protecting Feifan?"
Wang Chuan chuckled, his tone laced with sarcasm. "It’s more believable that Feifan is your shield."
Liu Jin’s expression remained unchanged. He nonchalantly changed the subject. "Yanyan’s surgery is on the schedule now, isn’t it?"
Wang Chuan grunted in affirmation. "End of the year or beginning of next year."
Liu Jin picked up the teapot, refilled both cups, and said softly, "After Yanyan’s surgery is done, Feifan will need to leave."
"You know as well as I do that Feifan has a limitless future. He can’t be tied down at the plastic surgery center for too long."
Wang Chuan silently picked up his cup, took a sip, and said slowly, "You don’t need to remind me of that."
"You didn’t invite me for tea just to talk about this, did you?"
Liu Jin shook his head. "Of course not."
"A while ago, the plastic surgery center fired some people, and the hospital received some complaints about you."
"They say that over the past few years, you’ve been taking anesthetics, sutures, and other surgical supplies from the center."
"The report claims you’ve been practicing medicine on the side, performing plastic surgery for people."
Wang Chuan said dismissively, "I did take some surgical drugs and consumables from the center, mainly to run experiments on animals at home."
"I didn’t take them for free. I paid for all of it."
Liu Jin sighed. "Of course, I know you were doing it for Yanyan, conducting some crazy practice and experiments at home."
"But, after all, it’s against regulations and illegal."
"You need to tie up the loose ends. I’m worried Mrs. Meng will blow this out of proportion and find a pretext to punish you."
Wang Chuan looked nonchalant. "You think I’m afraid of her finding fault with me?"
"If it weren’t for Yanyan, I wouldn’t want to be so distracted. I would’ve resigned long ago to open my own cosmetic surgery hospital."
Liu Jin shot him a look. "Aren’t you afraid of having your medical license revoked? You wouldn’t even be able to practice as a doctor."
At that, Wang Chuan fell silent.
Liu Jin then added reassuringly, "You don’t need to worry too much. The plastic surgery center you lead is the hospital’s biggest source of income right now."
"No matter how much Mrs. Meng preaches about principles and political correctness, some flexibility and compromise are necessary."
After a pause, he asked tentatively, "Wang Chuan, it’s been ten years since you divorced your ex-wife, hasn’t it?"
A bit puzzled, Wang Chuan retorted, "Why the sudden interest in my personal life?"
Liu Jin said, a little embarrassed, "Well, someone specifically asked me to bring it up, and I couldn’t bring myself to refuse."
"Ah, Wang Chuan, now that Yanyan’s appearance is about to be restored, shouldn’t you also consider your own personal situation?"
"Or perhaps..."
A thought suddenly struck Liu Jin. "You’ve been surrounded by beautiful women these past few years, but I’ve never heard any rumors about you."
"Wang Chuan, don’t tell me you’re set on getting back together with your ex-wife..."
Fortunately, Yu Suye and Yan Ziruo weren’t weak. They got a suite at the hotel and, after working up a sweat, finally managed to haul the three of them—Yan Feifan, Song Yi, and Yu Chuanbai, who were dead to the world—into the room.
Afterwards, Yu Suye and Yan Ziruo cheerfully went off to the spa, and then for beauty and hair treatments.
「More than three hours later.」
Glowing and refreshed, the two returned to the hotel suite. They found Yan Feifan and Song Yi still sound asleep on the beds, but the sound of a shower came from the living room bathroom.
A short while later, Yu Chuanbai emerged from the bathroom wearing a bathrobe.