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meeting room.

Wenren Chen sat at the head of the table, while the senior executives sat below, all their eyes fixed on the screen.

The screen didn't display various data or projects; it showed the same conference room, just with different people.

The people on the screen were watching Wenren Chen, reporting on their work.

Wenren Chen is attending a multinational conference.

suddenly.

"Woo~"

The phone on the conference table vibrated twice, then went silent.

Upon hearing his voice, the person giving the report immediately stopped speaking.

Wenren Chen's eyes flickered, and he picked up the phone.

Zhou Yi.

The moment those two words entered his eyes, the boundless indifference in them shifted.

A few breaths later, he tapped the message with his fingertip.

[Sir, did you apply medicine to the wound on your forehead this morning?]

Concerned and worried words, that fair face appeared before his eyes.

Then, the scenes from last night rushed towards him like a rising tide.

At that moment, his aura vanished.

The conference room was completely silent; no one made a sound, neither on this side nor on the other side of the screen.

Song Xingwen looked at Wenren Chen, pushed up his glasses, and then looked down at the reports on the document.

Mr. Chen is a little different today.

Although everything seemed normal, it just didn't feel the same as before.

A long silence filled the conference room. After what seemed like an eternity, Wenren Chen took out his phone and looked at the person on the screen: "Continue."

Zhou Yi was at the old house taking care of the little one. She and Sheng Mingying played with the little one until he yawned and wanted to sleep. Zhou Yi and Aunt Dong settled the little one in. Aunt Dong stayed with the little one while Zhou Yi came out to check the time on her phone and then sent a message to Song Xingwen.

I sent my husband a message this morning, but he didn't reply; he's busy.

They must be busy right now.

So she messaged Assistant Song to ask about her husband's condition. If he was at the company at noon, she would go to the kitchen to make lunch and deliver it to him, while also taking the first-aid kit to apply medicine to his wounds.

She guessed that her husband hadn't applied the medicine that morning; he was too busy.

The message was sent, and Zhou Yi checked the time.

It's ten o'clock.

This is the perfect time to go to the kitchen and make lunch.

"Ding~"

A message came back shortly after, and Zhou Yi quickly opened it.

Song Xingwen: [Madam, President Chen is at the company at noon.]

Upon seeing this, Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Okay, I'll bring lunch to you at noon."

Song Xingwen: [Okay.]

Zhou Yi put down her phone, went into the nursery, and quietly told Aunt Dong that she was going to the kitchen to make lunch and then deliver it to her husband, and that she would be troubling Yu Yu.

Aunt Dong agreed and told her to go without worry.

Zhou Yi looked at the little guy sleeping on the bed; his face was rosy and he looked very cute.

She had told the little guy that while he was sleeping, she might go to deliver lunch to his father and apply his medicine. So if he woke up and didn't see her, he didn't need to look for her. She would come back after delivering lunch to his father.

The little guy waved happily at her; he understood and remembered.

So there's no need to worry about her leaving.

Zhou Yi quickly went to the kitchen to prepare lunch with the chef and servants.

However, Zhou Yi originally wanted to ask Assistant Song about the caregiver in Qin Shi, but fearing it would take up too much time, she didn't ask. She planned to send a message to Assistant Song on her way to Mr. Song's company to inquire later.

Zhou Yi busied herself in the kitchen, and time passed silently.

Before eleven o'clock, a sumptuous lunch was ready. Zhou Yi made two portions as usual, one for Wenren Chen and one for Sheng Mingying. After finishing, she asked the maid to call Sheng Mingying for lunch, and packed Wenren Chen's portion into the car. She then went back to Moyuan to wash up and get ready, and then left the old house with her medical kit.

Old Fang had already parked his car outside the old house gate and was waiting for Zhou Yi. When he saw Zhou Yi come out, he immediately went up to take the medical kit from Zhou Yi's hands, opened the car door, and Zhou Yi got in.

Soon, the car drove out of the old house.

Zhou Yi looked out the window at the scenery, then took out her phone and sent a message to Song Xingwen: [Assistant Song, do you have time now? I have something I'd like to ask you.]

The message was sent, and shortly after, Song Xingwen replied: "Now that we have time, please speak, Madam."

Seeing the reply, Zhou Yi relaxed and typed: "Is it convenient for you to take this call now?"

Song Xingwen: [Convenient.]

A smile spread across Zhou Yi's face as she dialed Song Xingwen's number.

"Young lady."

The phone was answered after just one ring, and Song Xingwen's respectful voice came through.

Upon hearing his voice, Zhou Yi said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Assistant Song, I disturbed your work."

Song Xingwen said, "No need to disturb you, young mistress, please speak."

Zhou Yi said, "Okay, that's right. Didn't you give me the caregiver's phone number yesterday?"

Song Xingwen said, "Yes."

Zhou Yi said, "When I called the caregiver, a Ms. Qi answered. Ms. Qi said she was my brother's caregiver, but she's not a caregiver. She's... a friend of my brother. Assistant Song, is the caregiver you found Ms. Qi?"

Zhou Yi wanted to say that Qi Miao was Wenren Chen's blind date before, but it didn't seem appropriate to say it that way, so she changed it and said that she was her brother's friend.

After listening to Zhou Yi's explanation, Song Xingwen replied, "I don't know the other person's surname. I've arranged for a professional to handle the caregiver matter."

Zhou Yi was stunned when she heard Song Xingwen's words.

It wasn't Assistant Song who personally arranged it; he instructed his subordinates to do it. So, Assistant Song didn't know the specifics of the situation?

Zhou Yi remained silent, and Song Xingwen asked, "Young Madam, is there a problem somewhere?"

Song Xingwen's voice came through, and Zhou Yi hurriedly said, "No...no, it's just that this Miss Qi's identity couldn't possibly be that of a caregiver, so I find it strange that she's the caregiver who came to take care of my brother."

Song Xingwen said, "Is that so? I'll call and ask now."

Zhou Yi quickly said, "No need, no need, it's nothing. Miss Qi is a friend of my brother. I just felt something was a little strange, so I asked specifically. It's alright, Assistant Song. You're busy, I'm fine."

Song Xingwen said, "Okay, if you have any questions later, please contact me anytime."

Zhou Yi said, "Okay."

She put down her phone and ended the call.

She had always assumed that Assistant Song had arranged it personally, but that was impossible. Assistant Song had a lot of work to do every day, so he must have arranged many things.

If he does everything himself, making each dish by himself, where will he find the time to do his job well?

So, regarding the caregiver issue, Zhou Yi thought that it was possible that Miss Qi had a doctor friend, or perhaps she was pursuing her brother and had been paying attention to his condition. So, when she learned that her brother needed a caregiver, she volunteered to come.

That makes sense.

Most importantly, Miss Qi is a good person; she won't hurt my brother.

So she didn't delve into the details any further.

Thinking it over, Zhou Yi checked the time and then sent a message to Qin Shi.

at this time.

Tiansheng, President's Office.