Secretly Married to the Ice-Cold CEO-Chapter 561 Yue Xiaoyang, You Are Being Unreasonable
Gong Xiaoyu pushed open the door and entered; this was her first time seeing his room.
The room was large, decorated in a minimalist European and American style, which didn’t quite match Yue Xiaoyang’s gentle personality.
Adri was sitting on the sofa reading a book. She said, "Mr. Yue is taking a shower. I’m waiting here."
Gong Xiaoyu glanced towards the bathroom. "He’s taking a shower? His wound shouldn’t be exposed to water."
Adri said, "I’ve told him that, but Mr. Yue insisted on taking a shower. He said he couldn’t sleep otherwise and assured me he would be careful not to let the wound get wet."
Gong Xiaoyu was furious. "He said he wanted to shower, and you just let him? In his condition, a sponge bath would suffice, especially since it’s not hot!"
Adri put down her book, disliking Miss Gong’s aggressive tone. "Miss Gong, I am not your employee. You have no right to yell at me. Please do not speak to me in such a manner."
Gong Xiaoyu held her breath. Normally, Adri was quiet and composed, but now she showed a strong, tough side.
"Fine," she said, "I may not have the right to interfere with you, but I can interfere with him."
She walked to the bathroom door and knocked. Adri followed her. "Miss Gong, Mr. Yue likes peace and quiet. Your constant noise won’t help his recovery."
Gong Xiaoyu glanced at her and threw her own words back. "No matter what, I was hired by him as his personal assistant. I am not your employee, and you have no right to question me, correct?"
Adri was fuming. "Miss Gong, I am thinking of Mr. Yue’s well-being!"
Gong Xiaoyu ignored her and knocked loudly, "Yue Xiaoyang! What are you doing taking a shower? Have you lost your mind?"
Shen Lan and Sister Fen, standing at the doorway, heard Gong Xiaoyu’s voice. They paused, and Sister Fen whispered, "I didn’t expect the young master to like such straightforward girls."
Saying ’straightforward’ was polite; Miss Gong was downright fierce.
Shen Lan was quite pleased. "Maybe a personality like Xiaoyu’s is just what he needs to handle him. Let’s wait and see."
Sister Fen thought Mrs. Yue was too optimistic - what if the young master got injured worse due to Miss Gong’s outbursts?
Shen Lan didn’t want to interrupt their interaction, nor did she want Adri to interfere. She went in and called Adri out, "Adri, come out for a moment. I need to speak with you."
Adri was already upset that Gong Xiaoyu ignored her, fearing a quarrel between Gong Xiaoyu and Mr. Yue. Reluctantly, she followed Mrs. Yue out.
Gong Xiaoyu turned to Mrs. Yue with a gentle smile, "Auntie, I was just..."
Shen Lan said lovingly, "It’s nothing. I just came to call Adri. You stay here and look after Xiaoyang."
After they left, Gong Xiaoyu continued knocking on the door. "Yue Xiaoyang! Didn’t you hear what I said?"
Shen Lan heard the fierce voice behind her and smiled.
Adri was puzzled that Mrs. Yue wasn’t angry. "Mrs. Yue, won’t Miss Gong’s behavior affect Mr. Yue’s mood?"
"No," Shen Lan said forgivingly, "She brings some liveliness to the house, making it feel alive."
Adri said, "But doesn’t Mr. Yue like peace and quiet?"
"That’s not true. He likes a lively atmosphere. Among his friends, he’s the noisiest."
Adri smiled awkwardly, realizing she didn’t know Mr. Yue as well as she thought.
Yue Xiaoyang heard Gong Xiaoyu yelling outside and said, "On your first day, you’re already scolding the boss? You’re fined with a one-day extension, making it three months and one day in total."
Gong Xiaoyu didn’t understand his logic. With this penalty, when would her promised three-month assistant tenure end?
She knocked harder, "Yue Xiaoyang, you are being unreasonable!"
Yue Xiaoyang said, "This is not unreasonable. It’s about contract spirit. Didn’t you read the contract carefully? It states that during the three-month period, any inappropriate behavior towards the boss requires compensatory overtime."
Gong Xiaoyu indeed hadn’t noticed that clause. Was it really in the contract?
Forget contract spirit; he was making up rules as he went along, a tyrant!
"Yue Xiaoyang, you are breaching the contract!"
"Miss Gong, you voluntarily signed it. I didn’t force you."
Gong Xiaoyu kicked the door, "Come out immediately!"
"Got it. I’m getting dressed. Want to come in and help me? I don’t mind."
Gong Xiaoyu’s anger flared, "Yue Xiaoyang, you, you..." Wasn’t this harassment? She was a personal assistant, not here to sell herself!
Yue Xiaoyang didn’t dare provoke her further. He reluctantly dressed, "Alright, come in and help me, dear."
Gong Xiaoyu kicked the door open, "If you dare call me that again, I’ll make sure you end up in the ICU tonight. Believe it or not?"
"I believe you, Miss Gong." Yue Xiaoyang immediately straightened up.
Gong Xiaoyu went to support him. The bathroom was bigger than her room, and she grumbled, "Living in such a large room, it’s far to go anywhere. I really don’t want to take care of you."
Yue Xiaoyang’s arm rested on her shoulder. The fragrance on her made him feel euphoric, not wanting to let go.
Gong Xiaoyu’s first reaction was to push him away at his touch, but Yue Xiaoyang quickly said, "A personal assistant who can’t even support me is not qualified, requiring a half-month extension."
Gong Xiaoyu felt powerless against this overbearing jerk’s exploitation. She tried to calm herself by imagining her freedom three months later.
For Si Yuan’s independence, for her own independence, she had to endure him no matter how difficult the next three months would be.
Gong Xiaoyu supported Yue Xiaoyang to the sofa. He didn’t want to tire her, so he bore most of the weight. Just a short walk left him sweating.
Gong Xiaoyu grabbed a towel, "Was the water you used very hot? You’re sweating a lot."
Yue Xiaoyang enjoyed her tenderness. It was great having her by his side like this.
Gong Xiaoyu put the towel away, turning to see Yue Xiaoyang lifting his shirt. She asked, "What are you doing?"
Yue Xiaoyang said, "I need to reapply ointment on my back. Help me." He looked at her with innocent eyes, forcefully acting cute.
At nearly six-foot-three, he was doing this... Gong Xiaoyu didn’t know someone being a rogue could be so shameless. Couldn’t he just speak normally?
Gong Xiaoyu roughly tugged at his shirt. Yue Xiaoyang gasped, "Xiaoyu, you’re peeling off my skin."
Gong Xiaoyu wanted to scold him again, but seeing the red scar on his back, her eyes dimmed, and she softened her tone, "Stop talking, and don’t provoke me so much."
Despite the harsh words, her touch was gentle.
Yue Xiaoyang wondered if he was a masochist. Why did her scolding feel like an old couple’s bickering, oddly heartwarming?
Gong Xiaoyu carefully applied the ointment. If she knew what he was thinking, she might slap him to the ground.
After applying the ointment, she draped a coat over him. Yue Xiaoyang extended his left hand, "The bandage needs changing, too."
Gong Xiaoyu casually asked, "How did you shower with one hand earlier?"
Yue Xiaoyang said cheekily, "Do you really want to know? I can give you a detailed description."
