Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting-Chapter 344 - 310: He’s Even More Curious Than She Is—Just How Much More Can He Love Her?
"That’s not true, it’s just that every time the president talks about his family, the expression on his face is always so gentle, it makes people inevitably interested in the Madam."
"You’re interested in her, huh?"
Yin Shixiu’s lips curved with a smile, but his eyes sharpened a bit.
Chen Lan heard the tone change suddenly, and hurriedly waved his hand, saying, "President Yin, you know what I mean."
Yin Shixiu glanced at him, "Alright, go out."
"Yes."
After Chen Lan went out, he closed the door.
Yin Shixiu leaned back slightly, resting in the president’s chair, with a photo of the family of four on the desk.
That was taken when Shuangshuang and Huang Huang were a month old.
The two little ones looked exactly alike. He and Xiao Meng each held one.
Xiao Meng leaned on his shoulder, her eyes smiling into lines.
If he didn’t look like one of those who don’t show age easily, Yin Shixiu would really worry people staring at this photo would say something like a father with three kids.
He was a very greedy person.
At least in the business world, neither friends nor foes would deny this.
But with his wife and kids, he was so content.
Just watching them smile, he felt everything was worth it.
Not to mention ten years ago, even two years ago, before he met Xiao Meng.
If someone had told him he’d like a girl this much, he definitely wouldn’t believe it.
Day by day goes by...
From that accidental night, to later getting to know each other, then misunderstandings and understanding, now heart-to-heart, loving and trusting...
In a blink, it’s been more than two years...
He was actually more curious than she was about how much more he could like her.
After finishing the work at hand, the clock on the wall showed exactly half-past four.
Chen Lan knocked on the office door at the agreed time, not a minute early, not a second late.
Yin Shixiu grabbed the coat and scarf hanging nearby, put them on, and with his hands in his pants pockets, went downstairs with Chen Lan to the parking lot.
Bill is the president of the UK’s largest tech group.
This time Yin Shixiu came to London mainly to negotiate with this man, cooperating with Bill would become a milestone for the Yin Group in internet technology development.
The content of the negotiation was complex and lengthy.
But Yin Shixiu didn’t even bring a single document paper.
Chen Lan drove, while he sat in the back seat, where a case of classic red wine, six or seven years old, was prepared, from the oldest brand in France.
It was to cater to Mr. Bill’s tastes.
"President Yin, it’s said that Mr. Bill has a very eccentric temperament, and cooperation depends entirely on his mood."
Yin Shixiu looked out the window and said softly, "Don’t outsiders also say that I’m eccentric and unpredictable?"
"Uh..."
Chen Lan was left speechless.
Yin Shixiu’s lips gently curled, "Businessmen, there’s no such thing as being eccentric or not, only whether the interests suit one’s taste."
Chen Lan glanced at his handsome boss through the rearview mirror, to be honest, although they were the same age...
Yin Shixiu was truly beyond what people of the same age could imagine.
In every aspect.
"What if this time the negotiations don’t... damn! The car—"
Before Chen Lan could finish speaking, with a curse, he quickly turned the steering wheel, only to see an Audi heading straight towards them!
When Yin Shixiu realized the danger, his hand had already firmly grabbed the safety handle on the door.
"Turn right!"
He shouted in a deep voice!
Chen Lan, always quick to react, turned the steering wheel sharply to the right following Yin Shixiu’s command, heading into the right lane!
Avoiding the Audi, but crashing into another car!
"Bang... Clang!"
The violent collision sound spread along the crowded street.
Five cars collided, and the car of Yin Shixiu and Chen Lan was almost crushed.
The airbags inflated, the intense impact made Chen Lan’s head hurt with a buzzing sound, with chaotic voices buzzing in his ears.
"Yin, President Yin... Boss!"
Chen Lan woke up almost instantly, shook his head to clear his vision a bit!
The driver’s seat was still okay; the windshield of the front car was shattered, but Chen Lan could still move, apart from a headache, he didn’t feel any other discomfort in his body.
Except the car was severely deformed, Chen Lan couldn’t open the car door.
"Boss, are you okay?"
Chen Lan asked while turning around, only to see Yin Shixiu’s face covered with blood, holding his eyes, half of his body punctured by broken glass...
The sight frightened Chen Lan.
"Boss!"
Yin Shixiu still had consciousness, muttering, "999..."
Meaning for Chen Lan to quickly call an ambulance.
Chen Lan took out his phone and dialed the emergency number, luckily the crowd outside the car was faster than them.
A quarter of an hour later, traffic police and ambulances arrived at the scene.
The fire department opened the car door lock with large pliers.
Chen Lan was the first to get out of the car, he had a few bruises, but nothing serious.
Compared to the blood-covered Yin Shixiu, he was indeed much luckier.
Yin Shixiu was carried onto the ambulance...
The broken glass entered half of his body, cutting his cheek and... his eyes maybe?
Chen Lan was uncertain if the glass had injured Yin Shixiu’s eyes, he only knew that Yin Shixiu’s eyes were bleeding, blood-red.
The scene was truly frantic.
"Chen Lan..."
Yin Shixiu was still holding onto his consciousness.
Despite the pain coming from his body, the pain from his face, giving him a very bad premonition.
Chen Lan quickly leaned towards Yin Shixiu, following him onto the ambulance.
"Chen Lan..."
He called out to him again.
"Boss, I’m here."
Yin Shixiu opened his mouth and said softly, "Don’t call back to the country."
"I won’t die, we’ll talk after my injury assessment is done. Before that..."
Chen Lan had never seen such a weak Yin Shixiu, his voice was as light as it could be...
"Before... don’t say anything..."
"Understood, understood."
Chen Lan responded.
Yin Shixiu was injured in a car accident, which is not a trivial matter, and ideally shouldn’t be made known to the public.
He’s the CEO of the Yin Group, and news of his injury getting out would directly affect the stock prices of Yin Group.
But...
Not even notifying the family...
Chen Lan took a deep breath, looking at Yin Shixiu, wanting to confirm once again, "Bo- boss... really don’t want to inform Madam or..."
Yin Shixiu was silent, and Chen Lan’s heart sank to the bottom.
"Boss?!"
"The patient is already unconscious."
The doctor beside him told him in very broken Chinese.
Chen Lan came back to his senses, his hands covered in sweat, ice-cold.
If anything were to happen to Yin Shixiu, what would they do?
So much blood, shattered glass even cut his neck...
It’s not hard to imagine, if it weren’t for this coat providing some support, Yin Shixiu would likely have been pierced like a porcupine by the broken glass...
He clutched his phone, almost squeezing it with the strength he was using.
The ambulance arrived at the hospital, and Yin Shixiu was taken into the operating room.
These tall, pale-skinned doctors and nurses were full of tension.
They spoke rapidly, exchanging the patient’s information.
The chief surgeon in a white coat, strode into the operating room...
Chen Lan sat outside the operating room, waiting in agony.
Soon, the traffic police came to inquire about the situation, and Chen Lan tried to relay the details of the accident to them as accurately as possible.
After giving the statement, Yin Shixiu still had not come out...
It seemed to be due to excessive blood loss, as the nurse went to the blood bank to get more blood.
Amongst the scattered English words, the one Chen Lan heard most frequently was—eye.
He was very panicked.
Having been by Yin Shixiu’s side as an assistant for seven or eight years.
He had almost never messed up any task.
But today...
How did he drive the car...
He wasn’t at fault... he was driving in the lane where the car should have been.
No drunk driving, no distraction, no running of red lights, as attentive as ever...
It was that car, that Audi, after the traffic light switched, came straight at them against the lane...
Chen Lan clenched his hands.
His mind was in turmoil.
The light of the operating room... went out.
The door of the operating room... was pushed open from the inside, and a sweaty doctor came out.
Chen Lan... stood up.
Su Xiaomeng woke up with a start from a nightmare.
She really couldn’t remember what nightmare she had.
Only that when she propped up her body to stand, her fingers were still numb, her palms full of sweat.
Even her pajamas were soaked with her own sweat.
Her heart was pounding erratically, she truly suspected her heart rate was soaring above 180 at this moment.
Taking a deep breath, she scratched her head and muttered, "It’s not the first time sleeping alone in such a big room, really..."
The anxiety and panic inside her were too intense, yet she didn’t want to consider it a bad omen.
So she briskly shook her head, blaming her palpitations on that unknown nightmare.
She got up, took a shower, and changed clothes.
Went to the kitchen, cooked some noodles for breakfast, warmed up a glass of milk.
Just as she was about to carry it to the dining table in the living room, her hand slipped, and the milk cup fell to the ground...
Warm milk and glass shards splattered on Xiao Meng’s feet.
She stared blankly at the glass fragments on the ground...
Her heart was pounding loudly, even her eyelids twitched in response...
She couldn’t regain her senses for a long time.
"The eyelids were cut, but fortunately, the eyeballs weren’t hurt; there’s a lot of blood loss from the eyes, leading to temporary blindness."
"There was a wound on the neck just a centimeter away from the carotid artery, with significant bleeding, but fortunately, they managed to stop it in time and administer blood. He is now out of life-threatening danger."
"There are many cuts on his body from the glass, but none are deep."
The Royal Brompton Hospital, located in Chelsea, London.
It’s considered quite a reputable hospital in terms of medical technology in the United Kingdom.
Hearing this from the attending doctor, Chen Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"So... when will my boss wake up?"
"He should wake up once the anesthesia wears off."
"Thank you, doctor."
Chen Lan sat on the chair beside him, and outside the hospital’s glass windows, it was already pitch black, London time had passed eleven at night.
Because of this accident, not just the two of them were injured, but there were others lightly injured in three other cars.
