The Young Lady is a Bit Unruly [Fragrant Harbor] - Chapter 14: Amitabha. See No Evil.

Chapter 14: Amitabha. See No Evil.

The hospital night was quieter than anywhere else.

In the private ward, four members spanning three generations were locked in a stalemate with differing opinions.

Ye Huaizhang had his own judgment: She had a great blind date meeting with Young Master Lu. Clearly, she doesn’t want to waste more time playing along with our absurd charade. Grandmother, as an elder, she finds it hard to refuse you directly. She knows I won’t hand over the Ugly King Jade Pendant, so she deliberately set this difficult condition.

Guan Old Lady retorted, If she really wanted to make things difficult, she should’ve asked for ten billion, a hundred billion! But she didn’t—she didn’t ask for a single cent. All she wants is this worthless Ugly King Jade Pendant, just to honor her late mother. Meeting such a reasonable and kind-hearted girl is our blessing, Huaizhang. Don’t take it for granted.

Ye Jinsong, Ye Huaizhang’s father, glanced at his mother, then at his son, trying to mediate and ease the tension.

Can’t we offer her something else of value instead?

She won’t take it. Baoling isn’t the type to be swayed by money—material things mean nothing to her. Besides, the Ugly King Jade Pendant isn’t valuable. Huaizhang, your grandfather never treated it as a treasure. Guan Old Lady, simmering with frustration, couldn’t help but scoff, So how did it suddenly become such an important heirloom left specifically to you by your grandfather?

Rubbing his slightly aching forehead, Ye Huaizhang insisted, It’s not about the value. When Grandfather passed the Ugly King Jade Pendant to me, he repeatedly emphasized that it’s a family heirloom and must not be given to outsiders. Dad was there too—he heard it.

Ye Jinsong nodded. Father did say the Ugly King Jade Pendant shouldn’t go to outsiders.

Yang Pinxian asked worriedly, Then what should we do?

Silence fell over the room once more.

Ye Huaizhang tried to persuade his grandmother, What happened today was just a coincidence, probably more psychological than anything. I still think we should proceed with the divorce agreement Baoling and I settled on at noon, Grandmoth—

Bang!

Before he could finish, a loud explosion echoed through the room.

The ward plunged into darkness instantly, with only the faint glow from the bedside call button providing any light.

Ouch…

Guan Old Lady cried out in pain.

Grandmother! What’s wrong? Ye Huaizhang immediately pressed the call button.

Mom! Are you okay?!

Attendants and bodyguards waiting outside, hearing the commotion, rushed in.

By the light from the corridor, Yang Pinxian finally saw what had happened and screamed, Blood! The old lady is bleeding! Get a doctor, quick!

A fluorescent tube on the ward’s ceiling had exploded.

A shard of glass had flown off and struck Guan Old Lady—now, her neck was bleeding.

Hospital staff arrived and turned on the emergency lights.

Guan Old Lady’s neck was injured; fortunately, the glass hadn’t hit a major artery, but she had lost quite a bit of blood.

Ye Jinsong’s temple was also cut by a fragment, suddenly adding two more patients to the room.

After their wounds were treated, Guan Old Lady asked the medical staff to leave. She looked at her grandson with an expression of utter despair.

If my old life weren’t so tough, I’d probably be lying in a coffin today.

Ye Huaizhang, who had been unyielding just moments before, fell silent at once.

Though he still didn’t truly believe it,

the eerie coincidence left him speechless.

As a highly educated executive of a major corporation, Ye Jinsong initially dismissed the superstition of ritual marriage to ward off bad luck. Yet mounting evidence left him no choice but to believe.

He urged his son, Huaizhang, perhaps you should follow Grandma’s arrangement and bring out the Ugly King Jade Pendant.

Ye Huaizhang gazed at the gauze wrapped around his grandmother’s neck and sighed softly before conceding, Fine, no divorce. Let me be clear—I won’t divorce Ye Baoling. I refuse to divorce.

He repeated this crucial point three times, as if declaring it to the heavens.

I’ll discuss the specifics with her myself, said Ye Huaizhang, who preferred to keep everything under his control, making this his final compromise.

Knowing her grandson’s stubbornness, Guan Old Lady agreed, fearing further confrontation might backfire. Still, she cautioned him, Don’t let the discussion fall apart. Tong Po warned that if you and your wife don’t share a room within three days of your return, disaster would strike—and today it did. If you can’t reach an agreement and still don’t share a room tomorrow night, I dread what other troubles may arise.

I know what I’m doing.

After the car accident, Ye Huaizhang suffered from a mild concussion, and his head throbbed intensely.

Yang Pinxian’s heart ached for her son. I trust Huaizhang to handle this properly.

Ye Jinsong added, Indeed, Mother, let’s leave this matter to Huaizhang.

It was finally settled: Ye Huaizhang would personally speak with Ye Baoling the next day, with divorce off the table.

Once the three elders had left, Ye Huaizhang massaged his temples and stared thoughtfully at the newly replaced light tube.

His assistant, Dong Jian, entered and asked if he wanted to change rooms.

This room had seen too many inexplicable misfortunes.

What other rooms are available?

Room 309 inside is also quiet.

After a moment’s consideration, Ye Huaizhang replied, No need. Has the driver who caused the accident confessed?

Dong Jian reported, He insists the accident was unintentional, and the police have accepted his statement.

A flicker of ruthlessness crossed Ye Huaizhang’s eyes. Have the gang keep an eye on him. Apply pressure if necessary. We must extract the truth about the accident from him.

Understood.

Recently, with improved meals and better nutrition, coupled with a week of basic training, Ye Baoling could clearly feel the ease of a healthier body.

After her morning exercises and a shower, Ye Baoling stood before the mirror. Her reflection showed a rosy-cheeked face, much brighter than before.

The original host was quite pretty—fresh-faced with bright eyes and white teeth. The more Ye Baoling looked, the more she grew fond of herself.

After a nap, it was past nine o’clock. She went downstairs, where Sister Ping had prepared a bowl of wontons for her, topped with thin noodles and an egg.

I saved this egg especially for you.

Ye Baoling slurped a mouthful of noodles—chewy and satisfying. Thank you, Sister Ping.

Lately, Ye Baoling had twice contributed money for better meals and had taken her cousin shopping for new clothes and shoes. Concerned about her overspending, Sister Ping waited until the dining room was empty and whispered, Young Lady, you should think more about yourself and try to save some money. If you marry without any private savings, life will be very difficult.

Sister Ping had likely heard about the old branch family arranging blind dates for her. If Ye Baoling married, Sister Ping, as her longtime servant from the Ye family, would surely follow her to her husband’s home. Thus, Sister Ping’s advice was not only for Ye Baoling’s sake but also for her own.

If the husband’s family is complicated, and the young lady herself is kind-hearted and soft-natured, with neither influence nor money, she truly doesn’t know what kind of hardship she’ll have to endure.

Ye Baoling also lowered her voice: Sister Ping, don’t worry, I have money.

Sister Ping didn’t believe she could have substantial money and said helplessly: From now on, don’t interfere with family matters, and don’t take out money anymore. Listen to Sister Ping.

Understood. Ye Baoling smiled without further explanation. The wontons are delicious.

Sister Ping smiled and complained quietly: I set them aside for you early. If your cousins were a bit slower, you wouldn’t get any.

What are we having for lunch?

Stir-fried chives with eggs, soybean paste with oil wheat greens, and sausages with snow peas. There were two sausages left from what the Third Branch sent last time, so we’re stir-frying them today. The other tonics are all in the Old Lady’s room. Your Aunt wanted to sell them for money but was scolded by your Grandmother. Sister Ping chattered on, telling Ye Baoling about the household’s trivial matters.

Ye Baoling listened cheerfully. Some things went through her mind but not her heart; there was no need to take them too seriously.

The phone rang. Just as Sister Ping was about to answer it, the ringing stopped—someone must have picked up on the second floor.

Soon after, Gu Man’er came running downstairs.

Cousin! Ye Qingtang’s HR department called, asking me to go for an interview this afternoon.

Ye Baoling slightly raised her head and blinked innocently: What about me?

Did the original host’s low education level get her resume screened out?

That Lin Zhong—could he really not have left a backdoor for her?

Impossible.

His emotional intelligence isn’t that low.

Gu Man’er comforted her: Maybe they’re scheduling legal department interviews first. Your department’s interviews might be later.

Ye Baoling nodded too; she wasn’t worried: Probably. Luckily, they didn’t call me for an interview—I’m busy today.

What are you going to do?

I’ll tell you tonight once it’s confirmed. You should go prepare for your interview now.

Just as Gu Man’er was about to go upstairs, the phone in the living room rang again. Man’er went to answer it.

Yes, you’re looking for Gu Baolin? Oh, oh, she’s here. Gu Man’er covered the receiver and looked at Ye Baoling with an exaggerated expression. Cousin, it’s Ye Qingtang’s HR department.

Ye Baoling hurried to take the call. Sure enough, they were calling her for an afternoon interview.

Gu Man’er at two o’clock, her at two-thirty.

The notice was really last-minute, but even if she had no time, she’d have to make time.

The two cousins went upstairs to prepare for their interviews.

Gu Man’er needed to bring various interview materials, while Ye Baoling really had nothing to prepare and could only do her makeup in advance.

She applied a natural makeup look, perfectly suited to the original host’s youthful and vibrant age. Finally, she applied the lipstick her Uncle had given her—simple, beautiful, and radiant.

Gu Man’er examined Ye Baoling’s face and couldn’t help but wonder: Cousin, have you been secretly taking classes without me? Your makeup skills have improved dramatically!

Ye Baoling had learned to do her own makeup by following fashion magazines since high school. By her university graduation ceremony, she was even working part-time as a makeup artist, so her skills were naturally good.

She smiled and said: I figured it out slowly on my own. Is it okay?

Beyond okay! Look at how you’ve done your eyebrows. It’s absolutely masterful.

Ye Baoling teased her: A university graduate still misusing idioms. Do you want me to do your makeup?

Yes! I’d be delighted.

Just as she picked up the powder compact, Ye Baoling heard her younger cousin calling her from upstairs. Cousin, someone’s here to see you.

Has Guan Old Lady arrived?

She should have come by now.

She said she would come early this morning, and it’s already half past ten.

Ye Baoling still asked routinely: Who is it?

The Ye family has sent a black car waiting at the entrance, asking you to come down.

When she went downstairs, she saw Dong Jian, Ye Huaizhang’s assistant, who greeted her with a smile.

It wasn’t Guan Old Lady who wanted to see her, but Ye Huaizhang.

Ye Huaizhang, still hospitalized, had specifically invited her to visit him at the hospital.

It seemed Guan Old Lady had failed to obtain the Ugly King Jade Pendant from Ye Huaizhang’s possession.

An ominous feeling welled up in her heart.

Why did he want to meet her?

Considering the Ugly King Jade Pendant and the fact that he was still a patient, Ye Baoling decided to go.

She went back inside to grab her handbag, rode in their car to the hospital, went up to the third floor, and followed Dong Jian into the private ward’s suite.

As soon as she entered, she saw Ye Huaizhang’s hospital gown unfastened, with a doctor performing a check-up.

Perhaps from being confined indoors during his kidnapping, his skin was noticeably pale.

His pectoral muscles were well-defined, the lines of his muscles extending naturally along the curve of his chest, from below the collarbone down to the chest line—clean and without any excess fat, evidence of regular exercise.

The two points that rose and fell slightly with his breath were somewhat enticing…

Enticing?

How could such a word come to her mind?

She wanted to gouge her own eyes out.

Amitabha. Do not look at what is contrary to propriety. Sin, sin.

Ye Baoling forced herself to look away.

After finishing the examination, the doctor said, No abnormalities have been detected so far. We’ll schedule a CT scan as the final step. If everything is normal, you can be discharged this afternoon.

Thank you, Doctor.

We need a signature here. Has your family member arrived yet? The doctor produced the CT form. You can sign it yourself if needed.

Ye Huaizhang glanced toward Ye Baoling. My wife is here.

The doctor looked at Ye Baoling in surprise; he hadn’t expected the Ye family’s eldest son to be married.

Why hadn’t there been any news in the papers?

Being a professional, he refrained from appearing too gossipy and quickly handed the form and pen to her. Mrs. Ye, please sign here.

Ye Baoling, suddenly put on the spot, felt somewhat irritated. He hadn’t even given her the Ugly King Jade Pendant yet, and he dared to throw her into the fire?

She retorted coldly, Are your hands broken? Sign it yourself!

The doctor: !

Was this how wealthy couples usually interacted?

Ye Huaizhang’s hands, buttoning his gown, paused slightly.

Dong Jian, afraid his boss would be displeased, hurriedly took the pen. I can sign on his behalf.

After Dong Jian and the medical staff left and the ward door closed, only Ye Baoling and the man on the sickbed remained in the room.

Ye Baoling stood at the foot of the bed, placing her bag on the bedside table, watching him fasten his buttons one by one.

Given the situation, it seemed he wouldn’t easily hand over the Ugly King Jade Pendant to her.

She waited for him to speak.

Once he had finished buttoning his gown, Ye Huaizhang looked calmly at his legal wife and said in a gentle tone, Before my grandfather passed away, he told me that the Ugly King Jade Pendant is a family heirloom and cannot be given to outsiders. I can give it to you, provided that you are not an outsider.

Ye Baoling thought to herself that she also bore the Ye surname, so she could indeed be considered not an outsider.

Unexpectedly, he shifted his tone. How can you be considered not an outsider? As a true married couple—one that won’t divorce after a year, one that holds a grand wedding.

Ye Baoling, who had just been admiring his well-defined physique, was suddenly bombarded with several thoughts.

What did he mean by a true married couple?

A physically intimate couple?

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Chen Doujun was an imperial shadow guard in ancient times. One day, after falling victim to a conspiracy, she woke up to find the world around her completely changed.

She had become the youngest daughter of the fiercest widow in Lizhi Village, Shenzhen Town, Bao’an County.

Looking up, she suddenly saw lines of subtitles floating in the air.

Ahhhh, Junjun has traveled back to a small fishing village in the late 1970s!

Ahhhh, what a wonderful era!

Junjun, your luck has arrived! Gold is everywhere!

Gold everywhere?

Chen Doujun looked down and saw her family’s old hen had left droppings all over the ground.

Outside the door, the sound of her mother quarreling with the neighbor aunt could be heard.