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"Be my assistant and within a year you'll have a place in the fashion industry." Melinda's invitation was an official one, because she spoke English. For a moment, Yang Zizi was lost in grief.

Ah? What did Melinda just say? Make her his assistant?!

"Melinda, I can't be your assistant. If you let me be your assistant, the world will probably be in chaos." Melinda pursed her lips, before confidently replying, "No one is more suitable than you. Anyone who can get along with someone for more than 2 hours is no ordinary person."

Yang Zizi was surprised. That was the reason? Wasn't that too reckless?

"There's still someone you miss here?" Under normal circumstances, no one would reject Melinda's invitation. Such a rare opportunity was something that some people might not be able to find in their entire lives.

"Nope."

"Then don't refuse." Melinda's cleverness allowed her to see through her talent in design. It was a little lonely for her to be the only one in the fashion industry.

"But I promised to help her friend look after the house. She helped me. I can't go back on my word. " Yang Zizi did things according to principle, was unrighteous, and never did anything that repays kindness for enmity.

Thinking that it might be for some reason, Melinda laughed, "She's your friend?"

"Sort of, sort of." Yang Zizi didn't dare say that they were originally in an upper or lower level relationship.

"What do you owe her?" In Melinda's eyes, there was only the exchange of benefits and time. Time determined the size of the benefits, and interpersonal relationships could also be exchanged with benefits.

Yang Zizi's mind was full of reasons to reject Melinda. "My passport and ID card were stolen, so I can't go with you to Paris …" As his voice got softer and softer, he felt that his reason was really too low.

"Visas and other documents such as passports are to be rescheduled tomorrow and taken within three days. I'll give you three days to think about it. Melinda picked up her knife and fork and began to eat. She cut a piece of foie gras and put it in her mouth without even looking at her.

Yang Zizi was not used to using knives and forks to change the goose liver, which was as delicate as a lover's kiss, into pasta.

After having his bath, Ye Suixin immediately called Han Yuxuan. When Han Yuxuan answered the phone, his magnetic voice made his bones go numb.

"Boss, Melinda is currently living with sister-in-law. For specific reasons, sister-in-law told me that she'll be leaving in two days." Ye Suixin calculated. It seemed like he hadn't talked to the boss as much as he had in the past few days.

"Who wants to leave?" Han Yuxuan, who had just woken up, immediately sat up from his bed. Ye Sui Xin patiently explained, "Of course it's Melinda." Ai, since boss is worried about sister-in-law, why don't you personally fly over and take her back?

However, Ye Suixin didn't dare to say these words to Han Yuxuan, "Boss, your voice doesn't sound right. Are you sick?"

"Little cold." As his nasal voice grew heavier and his throat began to feel uncomfortable, Han Yuxuan said in a sickly manner as he leaned against his pillow.

"Then you better take care to rest. I won't disturb you, good night boss." Ye Sui's sleepy eyelids twitched as he patted the bedside lamp and fell into a deep sleep.

Han Yuxuan was so upset that he couldn't fall asleep. When he thought of this, he felt powerless and almost tripped over. He used his hands to support the wall and slowly reached into the living room to pour water.

"Sir?" Zhang Ma saw that the light in the living room was on and softly called out.

"Right." Han Yuxuan carried a cup and sat on the sofa. When Zhang Mom came over, she saw that his expression wasn't right, so she sat down and placed her hand on his forehead.

So hot! Mrs Zhang was so frightened that she retracted her hand, "Sir, I'll call you for a private doctor right now!" How come Mister didn't say a word when he had such a fever!

"There's no need to trouble yourself. You'll be fine with a small cold tomorrow." Han Yuxuan didn't even have the strength to speak. His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Mrs Zhang ignored Han Yuxuan's objection and called her personal doctor. She was the one who watched Han Yuxuan grow up. That year, when she first arrived at the Han Family, her husband was only twelve years old. A twelve-year-old child lived alone in this villa. Other than the servants, there was no one else by his side.

It was said that this young man had a bad temper. He would often lock himself up in a cupboard and refuse to get along with others. Mama Zhang always tried to make him some delicious food, like the chocolate cake that children always liked, or the mango pie, or the pudding that he didn't like.

Only the most bitter Fafna chocolate could make him eat more.

Only the hardest things, he said, would cherish the sweetness of other things.

He always left the hardest ones to himself and the sweetest ones to others.

Until he met his wife, who was the one he was willing to share his sweetness with. People who share the best things in the world.

Unfortunately, why is it that happy times are always so short …

"Zi Zi …" "Zi Zi …" Han Yuxuan muttered softly as he frowned from the pain. Mother Zhang, who was accompanying him, covered his eyebrows with her hand and gently smoothed them down for him.

When the doctor came in, Mrs. Zhang covered her lips with her finger to indicate that he should whisper. The doctor walked to the sofa with light footsteps. Zhang Ma stood up and handed Han Yuxuan over to the doctor.

The private doctor first took Han Yuxuan's temperature, 40 degrees 3, very seriously high fever.

"What did the patient eat during this time? Have you had a good rest? " When the doctor was preparing the medicine, he turned to Mrs. Zhang, who shook her head. "Mr. Zhang just came back today. I wasn't taking care of him for the rest of the time."

"He has very severe hypoglycemia and stomach problems. If he does not eat and rest on time, his body will collapse! " The private doctor was in charge of Han Yuxuan's body. He was extremely familiar with Han Yuxuan's condition, so he definitely didn't use any exaggerated words.

"Yes, we know all of this. It's just that Mister has been too sad recently and doesn't care about eating anymore."

"Even if I have to force him, I must make him eat something." A private doctor injected Han Yuxuan with a medicine. This type of antibiotic couldn't be used too much, as the individual patient would develop an antibody reaction.

Mama Zhang handed this over to the doctor and went into the kitchen to prepare some food for him.

Yang Zizi was lying on the bed. The window opposite her opened so that she could see the stars in the night sky. Melinda's suggestion made her think for a long time. If she didn't leave the Maldives, was she really planning to spend her life looking at other people's houses?

Melinda could help her achieve her dream. She had already intended to give up everything, so why hesitate?

She had once thought that love was everything, but now that she thought about it, it was a little ridiculous.

That man, Han Yuxuan, was cold, terrifying, and full of schemes and plots.

This kind of person didn't even belong to her and wasn't suitable.

Pulling the quilt over her, Yang Zizi closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep.

I hope tomorrow will be another sunny day.