Peninsula: I, a chaebol! I will never follow hidden rules.

In a quiet and elegant study, on a rustic desk, a sheet of beige rice paper rests beneath two unadorned ebony paperweights. Shin Yongjun, dressed in traditional Korean attire, holds a delicate wolf-hair brush, saturated with black ink, and begins to scribble across the paper.

To be honest, his overall condition and the momentum he displayed were pretty good. It was a pity that his calligraphy was so good that saying "crawling like a dog" was a bit insulting to the dog.

"Ayisi! What the hell is this!"

Looking at his "exquisite" work, Xin Yongjun couldn't help but curse, and then impatiently threw the brush directly on the rice paper.

The antique-colored rice paper was instantly stained black in a large area, making it look even more annoying.

"Cultivate your character? That's bullshit! If you have that much time, you might as well order two male models! Asking me to emulate Emperor Yang of Sui? You're just making a fool of me!"

Shin Yong-jun became more and more angry and reached out to grab the rice paper and tear it into pieces, but at this moment, someone knocked on his study door.

"Tuk~Tuk Tuk~"

Someone came, and Xin Yongjun had to hold back his temper for the time being. He first placed his brush on the inkstone, then crumpled up the waste rice paper and threw it into the trash can. Then he sat on the chair and said in a deep voice, "Come in!"

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a square face, small eyes and a guilty look walked in.

Seeing this, Xin Yongjun's heart tightened, then he smiled and asked with a hint of respect in his tone: "Uncle Xue, what happened?"

The middle-aged man walked up to Xin Yongjun and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, Master, I failed."

really!

Shin Yongjun suppressed his anger and asked with a smile, "How did you fail?"

"The lamp didn't hit Park Min-young's head, it only hurt her toes. I'm sorry, Master. Give me another chance, I promise to satisfy you."

Trash! Pure trash!

Xin Yongjun was filled with anger, but on the surface he just sighed and said with some disappointment, "Forget it. Li Zhixuan has already prepared. It's too late to do anything about it."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man whom Shin Yongjun called "Uncle Xue" looked up at Shin Yongjun and said seriously, "That's not the case. The failure this time was because the two expansion bolts fixing the ceiling light were not removed at the same time. After removing one, the light tilted, which caused the light that was originally aimed at Park Min-young's head to tilt towards the table."

What's the point of you saying this now?

Xin Yongjun felt a little annoyed and frowned, "What do you mean?"

Although it was annoying, there was still some respect in his words.

"What I mean is, this failure was just a mistake. You shouldn't give up just like that! If you want to achieve great things, you have to learn to persevere!

Also, there are always loopholes in defense. Even if Li Zhixuan arranges more people to protect his woman, we will find an opportunity sooner or later. We can't give up just because he is on guard! "

While saying this, "Uncle Xue" looked Shin Yongjun straight in the eye with a serious look. Although he appeared respectful, his tone was actually that of a lecturer.

But after he finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Xin Yongjun and apologized loudly: "I'm sorry. This time, the people I arranged didn't do the job well. I have to bear part of the responsibility. Please punish me, Master."

"Then..." Xin Yongjun thought hesitantly for a moment: "Then I will punish you and make a new plan."

"Yes! Thank you, Master!"

……

Back in Paju, Park Min-young had just finished surgery and was wheeled into the ward. Because the anesthetic hadn't worn off yet, Park Min-young didn't feel any pain.

However, her mood at the moment was extremely bad!
Looking at her left foot wrapped in plaster, Park Min-young felt a lump in her throat and tears began to fall.

Seeing this, the director, agent and others accompanying her hurriedly asked with concern: "Minying, does it hurt?"

Park Min-young didn't say anything, just shook her head slightly.

Seeing this, her agent quickly took a tissue and wiped her tears, saying, "Don't cry if it doesn't hurt. A bad mood will affect the healing process. And don't worry, it's just a broken toe. It's okay, you won't be disabled."

Hearing this, Park Min-young raised her head and said, "But my toes won't look good, right?"

"This……"

I'm lucky to have saved my toes. Does it really matter if they look good? Who would stare at your feet all the time?
The agent was stunned by the question and didn't dare to say out loud what she was complaining about. She could only turn around and look to director Park Jun-hwa and others for help.

Park Junhe and the others didn't understand either. Fortunately, the doctor came at this time and they quickly asked the doctor for help.

As a result, the doctor also frowned: "It depends on the recovery. Anyway, the surgery I performed will definitely not leave scars. I can't say anything else."

Then we can only leave it to fate?
Park Min-young was a little worried. After thinking for a while, she decided that at worst she could wait until the injury on her foot healed and then have a foot beautification surgery!

"Tuk~Tuk Tuk~"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the ward door and Park Junhe went to open it.

Park Jun-hwa was surprised to see that the visitor was Lee Chae-ryung, who had made a guest appearance in "Kim's Secretary" and had a good relationship with Park Min-young, and immediately let her in.

"Minyoung-unnie!"

"Cai Ling? Why are you here?"

Park Min-young was also surprised. She didn't know how Lee Chae-ryung received the news of her injury.

"Well, my sister and I went to the hospital to visit Jiyeon-unnie, and coincidentally, Chairman Lee received a call from Director Park Joon-hwa, saying that your foot was broken.

Upon hearing the news, President Li was extremely anxious and wanted to come over immediately. I was also worried about you, so I asked President Li to bring me along."

This child is so good at talking.

Li Zhixuan was indeed very anxious when he first received the news that Park Min-young was injured, but he was not extremely anxious and did not come over immediately. Instead, he first made sure that Park Ji-yeon would not be unhappy before rushing over.

But does the truth matter? What matters is that Park Min-young is happy, and that Lee Chi-hyun is happy too.

Moreover, Li Cailing felt that what she said was not too outrageous, at most it was a little exaggerated.

Sure enough, after hearing her words, Park Min-young's originally gloomy face flushed a little, and at the same time revealed a happy smile, and then she quickly asked: "What about him?"

"President Li is outside to learn about your situation. He will be here soon."

Know about my condition? The doctor is here, who can he know about it?
Although she was a little confused, Park Min-young still waited patiently, and even wanted to touch up her makeup, trying her best to face Li Zhixuan in the best condition.

But before Park Min-young could take any action, Li Zhixuan arrived.

"Minying!"

After entering the ward, Lin Mingyu quickly came to Park Min-young, then squatted down and grabbed her hand, looking at her foot wrapped in plaster with a worried look on his face.

"I almost didn't see you! Woo~~~~"

Seeing her man, Park Min-young, who subconsciously felt that she had someone to rely on, could no longer hold back. She was filled with fear, grievance, and pain. She threw herself into Li Zhixuan's arms and burst into tears.

Li Zhixuan was careful not to let Park Minying's feet bump into anything and hurt herself again, while hugging her and comforting her softly, "It's okay, don't cry. It's okay, it's okay. It's all over." Seeing this, Li Cailing turned and was about to leave. But seeing Park Junhe and others still standing there stupidly, she quickly touched Park Junhe's arm gently, indicating that it was time for him to leave.

Park Junhe finally reacted and quickly whispered to everyone to leave the ward.

There were only two people left in the ward, so Park Min-young didn't have to suppress her emotions. After crying in Li Zhixuan's arms for a while, she held Li Zhixuan's face and kissed him.

If the light tilted just a little more, it would have hit Park Min-young on the head. Anyone would have been killed if a 14-pound metal-shaded ceiling light had hit their head.

So, Park Min-young didn't just stub her toes? She completely survived!
After a passionate and deep kiss, Park Min-young's fear finally subsided.

Li Zhixuan gently touched her forehead and asked in a soft and concerned voice, "Does it hurt a lot? Do you want the doctor to give you a pain pump?"

Park Min-young shook her head slightly: "I just had the surgery, and I don't feel any pain now."

"Then let's go back to Seoul and go to Seoul Hospital. They've already arranged a room for you and Jiyeon. Of course, if you don't want to stay in the same room with her, I'll have someone arrange another one for you."

Hearing this, Park Min-young immediately reacted. Li Zhixuan asked her and Park Ji-yeon to stay in the same ward, which would make it convenient for them to be protected together and for Li Zhixuan to take care of them both.

"It's fine to be in the same ward, but I'm worried that if I can't sleep at night due to the pain, it will affect Jiyeon's rest."

She knows her own situation clearly. It was a comminuted fracture. In other words, both of Park Min-young's toes were smashed.

The anesthetic was still working, so she didn't feel any pain. But what if the effects wore off? Even with a pain pump, Park Min-young probably still wouldn't be able to sleep due to the pain.

Will her insomnia affect Park Ji-yeon? Park Ji-yeon has pneumonia and needs a good rest.

So, it wasn't that she didn't want to stay in the same ward with Park Ji-yeon.

In fact, even if she didn't explain, Li Zhixuan would understand.

"It's okay. The premium wards are all suites, and the accompanying room can be converted into a ward at any time. This way, you and Jiyeon can have your own room."

"That's fine. Are we going back to Seoul now?"

"The ambulance from Seoul Hospital is waiting downstairs. You can leave when you are ready."

"I don't need to prepare. I can leave now."

"Then let's go."

As he said that, Li Zhixuan stood up and walked behind Park Min-young, ready to help her push the wheelchair downstairs.

At this moment, Park Min-young suddenly thought of something and quickly said, "Wait a minute! There's another question."

"what is the problem?"

Park Min-young turned around, frowned slightly, and looked a little worried. Then she pointed to her injured left foot and said to Li Zhixuan: "My foot may not be as beautiful as before. Will you like me less because of this?"

"Haha!" Li Zhixuan was amused, then reached out and gently tapped Park Minying's forehead, pretending to be displeased and said, "Did I fall in love with you because of your feet?"

Park Min-young pouted and retorted coquettishly: "But aren't you a foot fetishist?"

"I'm a lecher. As long as she's pretty, I'll take control of her."

"Pfft! Haha!"

"Any more questions?"

"Gone."

Park Min-young was amused, and her worries disappeared. Naturally, there was no problem.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Soon, Li Zhixuan and Li Cailing accompanied Park Min-young into the ambulance of Seoul Hospital.

It’s only an hour’s journey, so the three of us can just chat together.

"Dingling bell~"

Suddenly, Li Zhixuan's cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was a call from Jin Gaoen, the head of his intelligence system. He immediately answered the call.

"Gao En, what's going on?"

"President, I have something to report to you. Yesterday, Shin Yongjun suddenly had a middle-aged man as his assistant.

According to my investigation, this person is called Xue Zaigen, and he was the assistant of Shin Dongbin, vice chairman of Lotte Group, when he served as the managing director of Lotte Co., Ltd. in Japan.

Later, Shin Dong-bin returned to Korea and was appointed Vice Chairman of Lotte Group by Shin Kyuk-ho, and Seol Jae-geun was assigned to the Strategic Planning Office of Lotte Group as Deputy Director.

"Yo!"

Hearing Jin Gaoen's report, Li Zhixuan was surprised and blurted out in Chinese: "Is Xin Yongjun going to take the throne as the Crown Princess?"

"Uh..." Kim Go-eun didn't understand, so she was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to respond.

In response, Li Zhixuan laughed and said, "Okay, I understand. You can take a rest."

After that, Li Zhixuan hung up the phone, but he didn't really let Jin Gaoen rest. Because after the call ended, Li Zhixuan sent another message to Jin Gaoen, asking him to cooperate with An Jae-hee to investigate the assassination of Park Min-young.

Park Min-young was already scared to death, so how could Li Zhixuan dare to let her know that this was not an accident, but an assassination attempt against her?

So I could only send a message to inform Kim Go-eun.

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, they arrived at Seoul Hospital and got off directly at the entrance of the inpatient department.

Li Zhixuan was about to push Park Min-young to the ward, but where would Li Cailing stay?
"What are you going to do? Should I ask someone to send you back to Yongin? Or..."

"I'm not going back."

Before Li Zhixuan could finish his words, Li Cailing quickly shook her head and explained, "I've already told my parents on the way here. If I go home, it will be too late and will disturb their rest, so I plan to stay in Seoul.

Don't worry about me, I'll just find a place to stay for the night. Minying, I'll come see you tomorrow, bye."

After saying that, Li Cailing was about to leave.

She's just a little girl, is Park Min-young willing to let her go alone? Or is Li Zhixuan willing to let her go alone?
Li Zhixuan quickly asked, "Where are you going?"

"Um...I want to find a hotel."

Hearing this answer, Park Min-young immediately reached out and grabbed Li Cailing's hand: "Don't look for a hotel, you sleep with me tonight. If I can't sleep at night, you can chat with me and let him stay with Zhiyan."

(End of this chapter)