Chapter Twenty-Four Hold on a Little Longer, for Processing

. He Chao's eyes were full of heartache, "Are there any other injuries Would you like me to give you a full check"Mu Xing rushed to Chao, giving her a sweet smile. "I was only grazed by a bullet, noth...He Chao still doesn't know what the relationship between Mu Xing and Fu Lingxiao is, but from Mu Xing's reaction, she seems to be hiding something about him.

He raised his lips in a polite but distant smile, changing the subject: “If you want to get healthy quickly, you need to rest more and exercise less. You can’t be doing this.”

Mu Xing didn't keep up with He Chao's pace, she was slightly stunned. That deep and pleasant voice had already called her name behind her, "Mu Xing."

Mu Xing turned her head to look back. The man was now standing in the foyer, dressed in a well-tailored smoke gray suit that perfectly highlighted his mature temperament and noble bearing.

Your uncle is particularly handsome today!

With a slightly injured face, she raised a sweet smile: "Good morning, Uncle!"

He Chao also politely nodded to Fu Lingxiao and greeted, "Good morning, Mr. Fu."

"Mm."

Fu Lingxiao's gaze swept over He Chao lightly, then fell back on Mu Xing. His ankle was covered by his trousers, so he couldn't see the recovery situation. But judging from the young girl's stance, her weight was completely on her left foot, it was clear that her right foot was not doing well.

To be injured like this and still go downstairs, he's really not listening at all.

He withdrew his gaze, his voice heavy as he spoke: "Go back to your room. I'll have Wu the Butler bring you breakfast."

But I just came down...

Mu Xing looked at the man's somewhat serious face and cautiously discussed with him: "Little uncle, can I wait a while before going up"

"No." The man's refusal was absolute, edged with command: "Now. Back to the room."

Mu Xing, who didn't want to go back to her room yet, made one last struggle, "But Doctor He said that moderate exercise is helpful for recovery."

Saying that, she turned her head and winked at He Chao, "Right, Doctor He"

He Chao smiled slightly: "Yes."

"Seeing a positive response, Mu Xing lifted her small face. "See This is really what Dr. He said, so little uncle, just let me stay downstairs for a while longer, okay"

The little girl is disobedient enough, but she even united her people to rebel

Fu Lingxiao raised an eyebrow. "Want to stay a while longer"

Mu Xing thought he had agreed, happily nodding her head. Who knew the next second, she heard the man say faintly, "One minute less pay ten thousand yuan, how much salary you want to decide for yourself."

"...."

Mu Xing was stunned. Was her uncle joking with her

Fu Lingxiao had already raised his hand, his eyes lowered to look at the watch on his wrist. The second hand ticked around a circle. He spoke slowly and calmly: “90,000.”

Mu Xing stared at the man's handsome face and asked, "Little uncle, are you serious"

"80,000." The man's expression was cold and indifferent, without a hint of jest.

Mu Xing's small face fell, and she pouted her lips, saying with grievance, "Little uncle, you're too much."

The man is still timing: "70,000."

Ten thousand wages turned into seven thousand in the blink of an eye. Mu Xing didn't dare to delay any longer. She limped into the house, "Don't deduct it anymore, Uncle. I'll go back to my room immediately."

Fearful that the next second a man would utter "60,000," she hurried away, her slight frame swaying precariously as if about to collapse at any moment.

Seeing this, He immediately stepped forward to help, his hand just about to reach out.

A strong arm swept across and lifted Mu Xing straight up.

He Chao was slightly taken aback. Fu Lingxiao had already carried Mu Xing up the stairs, leaving him with a tall and straight back, and a pair of small, dangling legs extending from his arms.

Mu Xing, nestled in the man's arms, weakly requested, "Little uncle, I want to walk by myself."

Fu Lingxiao looked straight ahead and said lightly, "Disobeying the boss's arrangement, deduct another ten thousand."

"Ah... No!"

Mu Xing "rubbed" against the man's chest, completely dispelling any thoughts of freedom. She cried in her heart: Little Uncle is too much, he reduced her wages again, leaving her with only 60,000 yuan.

She pouted and thought for a moment, her little hand clutching the man's suit collar. "Uncle Xiao," she said, "can you add back the ten thousand yuan you just took away I want you to hold me longer."

Fu Lingxiao: "..."

This little girl, thinks he likes to hold her

He was just afraid she would fall and worsen her foot injury.

Without receiving a reply, Mu Xing lifted her small face to look at the man. From her angle, she could only see the man's sharply defined jawline.

"Uncle, did you promise"

Neither agreeing nor refusing, rounding it up means agreeing!

Fu Lingxiao: "I didn't agree."

Mu Xing was stunned for a moment, then chose selective deafness. She reached out and wrapped her arms around the man's neck, burying her face in his chest and rubbing it gently, "Little Uncle, you're so good to me!"

Fu Lingxiao lowered his eyes and glanced at the little rascal in his arms, wreaking havoc on his suit. He raised his lips silently, "If you can behave yourself these few days and recuperate properly without moving around, I might consider adding ten thousand yuan."

Mu Xing's face-rubbing action stopped, she looked up at the man, her eyes sparkling, "Uncle Xiao, your goodness is almost beyond my description!"

"That's because your language is impoverished."

Fu Lingxiao carried Mu Xing into the room and placed her on the bed. “I’ll have someone supervise you. If you don’t behave and recuperate properly, your monthly salary will be reduced by another ten thousand.”

Mu Xing immediately stood up three chubby fingers, her attitude sincere and earnest: "For the processing fee, I promise to do it!"

"Little Money Fan."

Fu Lingxiao turned to leave, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Soon, Wu the butler brought breakfast up and said to Mu Xing, “The mini stone cutting machine you wanted has been bought. It’s with the stones in the storage room downstairs.”

Okay, thank you, Butler.

As Mu Xing ate breakfast, her mind was already calculating the process of cutting stones.

"Butler, could you please bring the stones and cutting machine to my room"

"You want to cut it in the room" Wu Guanta looked at her.

Mu Xing nodded. Her little uncle had only said not to run around, he hadn't said she couldn't do anything else.

Wu Guanta looked at Mu Xing's hands covered in wounds, and considering the danger of operating the machine, he refused with an excuse: "No, the dust is too big. I'll find someone to help you cut it, how about that"

"Thank you, Butler sir, but I'd still like to cut it myself."

For the gift she wanted to give her uncle, she wanted to do every step herself so it would feel more sincere. The housekeeper disagreed, saying she'd have to wait until she recovered in a few days before going downstairs to cut.

Soon after Wu Guanta left, He Chao arrived with a medicine box.

Mu Xing's eyes lit up the moment she saw He Chao, a smile blossoming on her face. "A-Chao gege, you're here!"

"Mm."

He Cha took out a warm plaster and gently applied it to Mu Xing.

"Thank you, Brother Achao," Mu Xing moved closer and patted the bed affectionately. "Brother Achao, sit down."

"Okay."

He Chao sat down at the edge of the bed, his gentle eyes fixed on Mu Xing, "Can you tell me, what exactly happened back then Where have you been all these years"not from pain, but because...Crispy!It was like thousands of ants crawling over, the tingling sensation spreading from my neck all the way to my heart.He held the little girl's hands, his grip tighten...