My Assistant Is CEO: Volume 1

By Qing Huamei

The personal assistant, the decathlon, was easy to handle, but shy in front of her: I, I'm your little fan. The haughty queen, a famous model in the industry, cold as ice and frost, yet she chose to eat the soft side rather than the hard side! The assistant poked her in the back and made a fool of herself, swearing to get the queen in her hands. Easily humorous, a different kind of warm love!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Mar 6, 2020
• ISBN: 9781648469909

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HIMSELF

CHAPTER 1 - DON'T LOVE FROG FACE

When a popular model Xia Ying and the new person He Qin in the circle broke out of the news, He Qin also acknowledged it on Weibo and wrote: I hope to receive everyone's blessings.

He never thought that he would be bombarded by the fans of his goddess. There were even slogans saying that He Qin would get out of the modeling circle to protest on He Qin's Weibo. He Qin himself was attacked by a few overly extreme fans while working.

However, after the news was leaked, Xia Ying immediately denied the relationship she had with He Qin on Weibo, saying that she hadn't even spoken a word of it.

After receiving a positive response from his goddess, the fans' attacks on He Qin became even more aggressive. He Qin had just officially set out on his journey, but this incident had completely affected his future prospects.

Why are you so ruthless? He Qin is your descendant after all. For the sake of the company, borrowing the fame of a super model to raise the fame of a new player is a common method. Why is it so hard for you? The director of the star model agency looked at the woman wearing a black suit with a troubled expression on his face.

Half of Xia Ying's face was covered by the black hole, only her sexy red lips were visible, "Before deliberately releasing this kind of news to the media, you guys should have discussed it with me first.

He Qin is a rookie that the company is focused on training, and you're the only one that's in the limelight. Say, do you think there are any other people who can do this? The director looked at Xia Ying bitterly.

Her long eyelashes were like two pieces of black feathers that wrapped around her eyes, like natural eyeliner. She said coldly: This concerns my reputation, so no matter what, it is my freedom. Moreover, even if I am in love, I will not choose that frog face.

The Prefect sighed. There was nothing he could do to her.

At this moment, there was a light knock on the door. The director casually said, Come in.

The secretary walked in with a handsome young man with a somewhat aggressive appearance. Director, the person who was previously called by Agent Gu has arrived.

Understood, you can leave. The director crooked his finger at the young man, What's your name?

Zhong Zhen. He laughed and turned to look at Xia Ying, who had a cold expression, and said as if he was introducing himself: I'm your level — super fan, Agent Gu, I'll be your personal assistant.

He extended his hand as if he wanted to shake hands with Xia Ying. Unlike his extremely handsome and devilish face, his actions were like a bright and cheerful sun.

Xia Ying basically ignored him, she only glanced at him lightly, stood up and said: I don't care how you guys push out the newcomers, but I know what kind of suffering I've gone through when I first started, all of my achievements today are mine, if someone else came to share, there wouldn't even be a door.

She picked up her bag and threw it towards Zhong Zhen for him to carry, then professionally stepped out of the office on her sixteen centimeters of high heels.

Zhong Zhen was too lazy to care about this mess, with his bag in hand, he chased after the goddess's footsteps.

The car keys are in my bag, I'm going to the company building to meet Gu Yi, hurry up and come pick me up. Accompanied by the sound of his high heels hitting the ground, Xia Ying's voice sounded a little annoyed.

Oh, oh! Zhong Zhen rushed into the elevator in a fluster once again, rummaged through his goddess' bag, and quickly found the car keys to the car. After getting out of the elevator, he immediately ran towards the parking lot.

It was very strange, Zhong Zhen seemed to be extremely familiar with the road, he did not even need to look to know that Xia Ying's car was a dazzling red Porsche, he even knew the parking location.

The management company was surrounded by passionate fans, and when Xia Ying came out, they immediately cheered and rushed over like a wave. Facing those fans who were holding up lanterns and shouting I love you, Goddess, Xia Ying took off her Black Suo and smiled as she waved to them.

Gu Yi got out of the carriage, and looked behind her: Where's Zhong Zhen? The assistant I just found for you has a background check. He's a clean person, and after learning a bit of judo, he'll let some crazy fans follow him just in time to help you beat him up.

Let him drive. He'll be taking pictures of the cover of the magazine later. Xia Ying lazily said: The matter with He Qin will be settled as soon as possible. I do not wish my many years of hard work to destroy this news that comes from nowhere.

Gu Yi patted her shoulder: He Qin's manager has done such a foolish thing. Don't worry, I'll take care of it. He took out a authorization card from his pocket, The company will rent a new house for you. The previous house that was exposed is too big for you to live in, the password is given to Zhong Zhen, after the work is finished, go to rest early. I have arranged for a show for you the day after tomorrow.

Got it. Xia Ying took the card and coincidentally drove a red Porsche into her line of sight and stopped beside them.

Zhong Zhen got off the car and opened the door for Xia Ying. The excitement on his face was written all over, and Gu Yi laughed: Work well, if you can serve this ancestor for more than three months, I will double your salary.

Three years is fine! When Zhong Zhen smiled, there were shallow dimples on his face, he was so excited that he was beaming with joy.

Xia Ying rolled her eyes behind her sunglasses, tied up her seat belt and urged him, Send me to the KE magazine.

Zhong Zhen replied as he drove away from the brokerage firm. The car was quiet and cool, only the sound of the engine could be heard.

This was the closest thing to her after liking her after eight years. Not only was she slightly tired as she closed her eyes, she could even clearly see the rise and fall of her chest when she was breathing.

Suddenly, Zhong Zhen blushed a little as his heart raced against his chest.

Concentrate on driving. There will be plenty of opportunities for you to see them in the future. Xia Ying closed her eyes and reprimanded her.

Zhong Zhen immediately turned his face around, and looked at the road seriously.

Did the car behind us keep following us? Xia Ying suddenly asked as she looked at the rearview mirror.

I think he's a fan of the brokerage company. Zhong Zhen said that it was not rare for fans to chase a car.

Xia Ying frowned: Being on the road is too dangerous! You go down and tell them not to chase.

They will only get worse if they get a response. Zhong Zhen controlled the carriage with one hand and said softly: Sit steadily!

Before he could finish his sentence, he turned the steering wheel of the famous sportscar, causing the bottom of the sportscar to turn quickly. The sportscar drew a huge arc in the air, causing the brake disc to issue out an ear-piercing scream, and Xia Ying was flung towards the door.

Zhong Zhen practically drove the car in the opposite direction while driving, and only when he was about to have a heart attack did he turn around at the intersection. He successfully shook off his fans who were chasing after the car, and drove away leisurely along the road.

What are you doing! Xia Ying was infuriated, Did you know that it was very dangerous just now?!

Zhong Zhen shrunk his neck as he was scolded, Aren't we getting rid of them already?

What you just did could have caused a car accident! Xia Ying's beautiful eyes were opened wide, the anger in her amber eyes did not scare anyone, it instead gave Zhong Zhen a strange sense of accomplishment.

At the very least, compared to the previous assistants, who could only grind their heads and work hard, he could get scolded by the goddess.

The sound of a siren rang out from behind them, and the two of them looked back at the same time. Then, Xia Ying put on her sunglasses once again and leaned on the front passenger seat as she glared at Zhong Zhen, Throw the traffic police off.

Zhong Zhen was immediately beaming with joy, It's only been a few minutes.

All of Xia Ying's hopes were dashed. Just as she was about to reach the magazine, she called Gu Yi. The man's voice that was still as calm as before: What's wrong?

Go and hand me the ticket. Xia Ying feebly said: Zhong Zhen ran all the way through the red light. If you go to the traffic police squad, you should be able to see our comic strips. Where did you dig this treasure out from? He drove to get himself killed in a car accident. Do you want to kill me?"

Zhong Zhen's heart thumped, the goddess was really angry? He had to rely on many connections to get to her side to be her assistant. It hadn't even been half an hour, yet he was already here?

Gu Yi chuckled: He has good driving skills, don't worry, he won't get into a car accident. If he avoids the media, you'll know his use.

Xia Ying hung up the phone with a gloomy face. I promise there won't be a next time! I really like you. Please give me another chance. "

The way he pointed his finger at the sky made Xia Ying want to laugh, but he still said with a straight face: You're not looking at the road!

directly entered the makeup room, and while the makeup artist was taking off her makeup, she said to Zhong Zhen: Coffee.

Right away! Zhong Zhen immediately turned around and dashed downstairs. He did not ask for coffee from the magazine, but he saw a Starbucks on the way there just now. He knew that Xia Ying liked sweets and liked Starbucks' cappuccino sugar the most.

Seven minutes later, Zhong Zhen returned with a cup of coffee. He had just finished removing his makeup, and was sitting in front of the mirror with his face towards the mirror, flipping through magazines. Zhong Zhen was stunned for a moment. Xia Ying's private life had always been extremely secretive, even it was the first time Zhong Zhen had seen her pure face.

Without his strong red lips and cold black eye makeup, Xia Ying's face that did not have a single bit of makeup on showed up under the light. She turned her head around and saw Zhong Zhen, who was stunned at the doorway, extend his hand.

Zhong Zhen recovered his senses and immediately sent the coffee over. Xia Ying took a small sip, the temperature was moderate and the sweetness was delicious, he did not make the mistake of sending the scalding coffee to her right after the other assistants came up.

She did not think much of it, thinking that Gu Yi had long instilled all of his hobbies into Zhong Zhen.

The fashion magazine's filming was time-consuming and exhausting. Xia Ying's face changed a few times, as she slightly raised her cold face in front of the white curtain, and accepted the shower of flashing lights.

Zhong Zhen stood at the back of the group of photographers, holding onto half of the coffee that Xia Ying was drinking, an extremely rich emotion shot out from her eyes. He sneakily took out his cell phone to take a few shots before setting it up as wallpaper.

Zhong Zhen ran out of the room with the phone after a long journey and connected the call. His voice was not as low and deep as when the sun shone brightly in front of Xia Ying, it was so hoarse that it gave off a domineering aura that people couldn't ignore. He said: Didn't you say you shouldn't call while I'm working?!

Eldest Young Master, your grandmother passed away. A slightly tired man's voice came from the other side.

Zhong Zhen was startled, then said with a sickly look: What does it have to do with me, that old lady has always hated me, in order to make her feel at ease to travel, I better not appear, and that's it, I'm hanging up, stop calling me!

When are you going home? The man said.

Wait for me to catch the goddess. Without waiting for the other party to speak, Zhong Zhen decisively closed his phone and went back to looking at the goddess who was doing her work with satisfaction.

CHAPTER 2 - I FORGOT TO BRING A BATH TOWEL

Zhong Zhen couldn't be considered a pure Chinese person. His mother was mixed Chinese and English, his grandmother was British, and his father was also British. Therefore, he only had one drop of Chinese blood.

Zhong Zhen couldn't remember what his mother looked like, because she had died in childbirth when she was still alive, and her so-called grandmother wasn't an easy-going old man either.

She hated Zhong Zhen. When he was young, every time Zhong Zhen saw his grandmother, he could see the hatred in her eyes for him killing my daughter.

Of course, Zhong Zhen didn't like this grandmother of his. The news of her passing was as painless as a discount flyer in a supermarket, and didn't affect his joy of living with his goddess in the slightest.

It was better to say that they were living together, rather than serving the goddess. Since he was a personal assistant, he was always on standby 24 hours a day.

drove to Xia Ying's new house, it was a two story villa. Gu Yi had intentionally arranged a more remote place for Gu Yi to drive to, so as to prevent himself from being exposed by the media and giving Zhong Zhen more space to fly around.

On the way back, Xia Ying leaned against the backseat and closed his eyes to rest. She could tell that she was very tired, so Zhong Zhen consciously did not disturb her.

Gu Yi's phone vibrated. Zhong Zhen flipped it open with one hand and checked all the passwords on Xia Ying's phone. Gu Yi gave him all the passwords on Xia Ying's phone, but added a new password to the text messages that read a certain number, so he asked: New text message, do you want to see?

Read it. Xia Ying replied lazily.

Zhong Zhen said: What's the password? Agent Gu didn't say that you had your password or text message.

Upon hearing the password, Xia Ying immediately opened her eyes, and snatched the phone away from him. She frowned, and immediately opened the password, revealing a short message with only a bank card, following it was a sum of 500,000 yuan.

Xia Ying's breathing trembled from the anger she was enduring. She typed a few words on the screen: Why don't you go and die?

Then he deleted it and changed it to Go to hell.

After deleting it again, Xia Ying started to look at the darkened screen in a daze, she seemed to become unusually tired in an instant.

This is the last time. I won't give you any more money.

Xia Ying threw her phone to the side and leaned back, looking like a puppet whose strings had been cut.

protected her neck that was almost broken off and was about to get angry at Zhong Zhen, but Zhong Zhen had already lowered the window, slammed the car door and shouted out loud: You suddenly came out to seek death!

It was a young man wearing a mask, and he just stood there motionlessly. In less than a meter, Zhong Zhen almost knocked him flying.

After identifying the person, Xia Ying pushed open the carriage door and got down hurriedly. Xia Ying walked in front of him and asked coldly: What are you trying to do?

You destroyed me. The man took off his mask. It was the protagonist, He Qin, who was at the heart of the scandal. He glared at Xia Ying hatefully. I won't let you live an easy life! "

He reached out his hand to pinch Xia Ying's neck, and Zhong Zhen pulled Xia Ying to the side to avoid his demonic claws.

He Qin dared to seek revenge on Xia Ying. He originally wanted to pounce on Xia Ying so much that he almost strangled him to death, but Zhong Zhen was so relaxed that he suddenly grabbed onto He Qin's wrist like a child pulling on a wrist.

He raised his eyebrows and said, Come over and try again. This is justifiable. If you run into the station again, you will really be ruined.

He Qin took a step back, but was unable to break free from Zhong Zhen's shackles. He was in so much pain that his face had turned pale.

Xia Ying's height was exactly 179 cm, and she once again stepped on her high heels, looking down at He Qin and said indifferently, You don't have a face that can turn red and purple without using a knife, nor do you have a mentality that is strong enough to deal with public opinion. So not helping you is the only thing I can do to help you.

Xia Ying allowed Zhong Zhen to loosen his grip on his wrist, and he returned to the car: Let's go, I'm very tired.

Zhong Zhen grinded his teeth and climbed back into the car.

He Qin was hysterical at the taillights. You'd better pray you can be red for life! Otherwise I will make you worse off than me!

Xia Ying tilted her head and looked at the window, she then started to stare blankly at the scenery around her. The power of the phone was so strong that even her fingertips turned faintly white.

When she reached home, Xia Ying did not even look at the villa, but immediately flew down and opened the door in one go after pressing the password. Xia Ying walked into the house without stopping, and secretly wiped off her sweat, then went to stop the car.

Xia Ying was not an actor, so she naturally did not have an actor's worth. But for Gu Yi to arrange such a luxurious villa for her, it completely showed Xia Ying's current position in the company.

The moment Zhong Zhen entered, he saw Xia Ying sitting on the sofa, leaning against the back, with his eyes closed for a nap. After hearing the commotion, he lazily said: Help me put in a bath.

In the hot summer, Zhong Zhen pressed on the air conditioner and said, Take off your makeup first, what do you want to eat tonight?

I'm not eating. I need to sleep after the shower. Where is my room? Xia Ying asked.

The first room on the second floor. After Zhong Zhen finished speaking, he went into the bathroom to give her a bath, then came out to his side to wipe the makeup on her face with the makeup removal cotton.

After being Xia Ying's driver for the whole day, Zhong Zhen finally had time to look good at her.

Xia Ying slept soundly but she did not move at all, allowing Zhong Zhen's fingers to move freely around her face. Her strength was perfect, as she took away the last bit of the foundation.

Xia Ying seemed to be about to fall asleep, with his face towards the sky and her eyes closed, looking a little unspeakably childish. She slightly raised his face, as if she was waiting for a princess's kiss filled with true love.

This was the closest time to her since he had secretly loved her for eight years, and Zhong Zhen almost couldn't control himself. If it wasn't for Xia Ying who opened his eyes in time to take a bath, he really would have kissed her.

Zhong Zhen squatted on the sofa, blushing and sinking into self-disgust.

Zhong Zhen, I forgot to bring a bath towel! Xia Ying shouted from the bathroom.

He's coming, he's coming! As if he had just woken up from a dream, Zhong Zhen immediately went to find a towel to run to the bathroom.

However, Gu Yi had said that as long as Xia Ying made a request, she would definitely appear in front of her within three seconds. If she failed to do so, he would find an excuse to deceive her.

Forget it, since the goddess had already spoken, what was he struggling for? Zhong Zhen knocked on the door with a bath towel.

What are you doing for so long! The delay was long, and as expected, Xia Ying got angry.

Zhong Zhen said as he lowered his head, I fell just now, and accidentally hit my head.

Just as expected, Xia Ying did not say anything more, and only said: Next time be more careful.

Seeing that he had fooled her, Zhong Zhen was immediately overjoyed. He raised his head and handed the bath towel over to her, causing his spine to go numb.

In between, Xia Ying hid behind the frosted glass expressionlessly. She could vaguely make out the perfect lines of her body.

Xia Ying took the bath towel and casually wrapped it around his chest, her wet hair stuck to her temples, as an indiscernible alluring hormone started to unfold in the bathroom.

Zhong Zhen stiffly turned around and walked outside. He suddenly felt that his nose was so hot that he started to panic, and upon realizing something, he immediately ran into his own room with his head raised. However, due to not being able to see anything clearly, Zhong Zhen crashed into the wall as he ran.

Xia Ying was looking in the mirror when she heard a loud sound. She turned and saw that Zhong Zhen was lying on the ground with blood flowing out of his nose.

She cried out, and quickly went to help him up, and lifted a corner of her towel to wipe the blood from Zhong Zhen's nose. She frowned: Didn't I just tell you to be careful! Can't you stop for a moment, you're crazy on the road, crazy at home!"

The unconscious is a crime.

Zhong Zhen's heart was dripping blood. He was facing the ravine that was faintly discernable to Xia Ying, and only felt a surge of hot blood rush to his head.

Zhong Zhen immediately covered his mouth and nose and got up, then said in a low voice: I will go back to my room and take care of it. Wipe your hair first, I will help you blow-dry your hair later. With that, he ran off like a wisp of smoke.

Zhong Zhen went back to his room and leaned on the door as he gasped for air, shaming himself in front of the people he liked.

He felt that the phone in his pocket was vibrating. It was another long-distance international video call. After he connected, a woman's scream came from inside the phone, Huang! You got beaten up by someone?!

No, I accidentally saw Xia Ying taking a bath just now. Thinking back, Zhong Zhen still felt like an old deer was bumping around.

Zhong Zhen straightforwardly wiped it with his sleeve and immediately got covered in blood.

Liliana looked at him with distaste. You are so promising. When are you coming back? Look, do I look good in a kimono?" The brown-haired, blue-eyed young woman in a traditional Japanese kimono circled the screen, expecting a compliment from the other end.

Holy shit, I don't have time to chat with you. I'm going to blow-dry Xia Ying's hair, bye-bye! Don't call me! Zhong Zhen said fiercely.

Before she hung up the phone, Liliana had shouted, You hopeless bastard!

Bitch! Zhong Zhen also cursed out loudly, and then threw down the phone.

He changed into a clean set of clothes and wiped off the blood on his face. After confirming that there wouldn't be any blood coming out of his nose, he took the dryer and left, but Xia Ying was no longer in the living room.

He quietly pushed open the door to Xia Ying's room. The goddess was lying on the pillow quietly, with her head lowered, sleeping. Her hair was blown dry by the air conditioner, and her pale face looked tired. After a day of work, she fell asleep immediately.

Zhong Zhen tiptoed over and put the hair dryer aside, then slowly took away the notebook on Xia Ying's leg. He didn't look at the bank's information that indicated that the transfer of 500 thousand yuan that was displayed on the screen, and directly turned off the computer. Then, he held the back of Xia Ying's neck and flattened her body, allowing her to sleep comfortably.

Zhong Zhen stood at the side of the bed, looking at Xia Ying's somewhat pale face, and wondered if not eat dinner to maintain her figure. Did she often go to bed without dinner? Do you often get tired enough to sleep on a pillow?

Xia Ying's exhausted appearance made Zhong Zhen's heart ache. He caressed Xia Ying's face lightly, then covered her with a blanket, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, and walked out of her room.

CHAPTER 3 - YOU TRULY DESERVE TO BE CALLED XIA YING

The next day it rained, a light drizzle that rustled against the window.

Xia Ying didn't have a job today, so she could rest well until the afternoon. Zhong Zhen booked a three o'clock flight to Shanghai. There would be a show tomorrow morning in Demonic City.

The designer was a good friend of Xia Ying's. Although the show was not big, he had focused on many of the media outlets, allowing Xia Ying to support her friends.

Zhong Zhen... Warm up a glass of milk for me... Xia Ying slept all the way until noon, until her head started to spin. She was in her pajamas, holding her forehead as she walked out of the room in a daze. Her face was hoarse, as if she was in a bad mood.

After that period where she had to worry about her body and skin's health, Xia Ying was very carefree in this aspect of life.

Zhong Zhen who was far away in the kitchen replied and only received a cup of warm water to pass to his, Drinking milk at an empty stomach is not good for your stomach, it's almost time for lunch. Drink some hot water to quench your thirst first.

What are you doing? Xia Ying extended her hand and scratched at Zhong Zhen's face, and a bit of white powder immediately fell from her fingernails.

I'm wrapping dumplings, my grandfather said that it's like eating dumplings when it's raining. His face was as white as a feline's, and with a casual swipe of his hand, it became even more flowery.

Xia Ying did not seem to have much interest in dumplings. She went into the living room dispiritedly and sat down, ignoring Zhong Zhen.

Zhong Zhen sneaked a peek at the side of the goddess's face, seeing that Xia Ying did not have any intention to speak, she returned to the kitchen to continue dressing up. The lunch passed in a period of silence, and Xia Ying liked to be alone in a daze most of the time, without anyone knowing what she was thinking.

Do you like French food? I'm good at that too. Zhong Zhen had nothing to say, but looked at Xia Ying with anticipation.

Xia Ying did not say anything, sshe only looked out of the window quietly. After a moment of silence, he asked: What time do we go to Shanghai in the afternoon?

Three o'clock. Zhong Zhen immediately said: Teacher Peter has already prepared a hotel for you. He will be meeting for dinner at the hotel's dining hall to discuss the matters of the exhibition.

I got it, go do what you need to do. Xia Ying removed her feet from the slippers, her long and straight legs curled up on the sofa, as if she wanted to doze off in the living room.

Zhong Zhen felt that Xia Ying's mood wasn't good, so he stopped her from speaking, and returned to his own room.

He collapsed on the bed and pulled over the bed plate to swipe his microblog. The news of Xia Ying and He Qin were still in the limelight, being the first to drift, he casually pointed it out and saw the identical Xia Ying powder crazily spraying He Qin, he was in an extremely good mood.

Zhong Zhen checked the time. Fifteen minutes had passed. He put down the computer and quietly went downstairs. As expected, Xia Ying fell asleep in the living room. She curled herself into a ball, as if she were very tired. Her long hair fell over her shoulders, covering half her face.

Zhong Zhen sighed, a woman who was so beautiful actually did not know it.

He quietly turned the temperature of the air conditioner up two degrees, placed a thin blanket on Xia Ying's shoulders, and returned to his room.

At 5 PM in the afternoon, Airbus landed in Shanghai.

Xia Ying's face did not have any makeup on, she was dressed in a light blue casual attire with a pair of white shoes. She did not even wear a mask or sunglasses, it was difficult to hide her sharpness even with her low-key attire.

Zhong Zhen pulled his suitcase as he ran over from the back, holding a wide-brimmed sun hat, he sprinted like a basketball player, and in just two steps, before anyone could recognize him, he had already placed his hat on Xia Ying's head.

Xia Ying was knocked until she staggered forward, she turned her head and glared at him, looking slightly angry: What are you doing!

Zhong Zhen clasped his hands together with a pitiful look on his face, It would be terrible if we were to be recognized as being stuck at the airport. We are about to miss our appointment with Teacher Peter.

Xia Ying was both angry and amused. She pressed the brim of her hat and said: Don't be so reckless next time.

Yes, yes. Let's hurry up and leave.

Under Zhong Zhen's urging, they got into the car the moment Xia Ying got out of the terminal, and headed towards the hotel.

Peter, the famous designer, had been waiting for a long time. As soon as he got off the car, he heard Qing Ling's voice, Aiya, Yingying finally looks forward to you. I'm going to get moldy soon.

Long time no see, Pete. Xia Ying opened her arms wide, welcoming the embrace from the other side.

Peter lightly patted Xia Ying's back and the two quietly entered the hotel.

Zhong Zhen clenched his teeth and pulled out the boarding box, then climbed into the car door and pulled out the handbag that Xia Ying had left in the car, only then did he hurriedly follow.

Why do you look like you don't look good? Pitt asked with concern.

I haven't had a good sleep lately. Xia Ying replied casually.

Peter tsk-tsked twice and shook his head, It's so pale. Looking at it makes my heart ache, how can it be that I didn't sleep well? Does it bother the news? Sigh, that brat He Qin was so ambitious. This time, he fell so miserably. I've let you off the hook."

Xia Ying went down the stairs: That's right, I'm going to have a good night's sleep. Whether or not my complexion is good or not depends on how the makeup artist does things tomorrow.

When Xia Ying and Peter went out to eat dinner, Zhong Zhen was the only one left in the hotel.

Peter was the chief clothing designer of MAX, and the two of them had known each other since the moment Xia Ying entered the society. He had been friends for ten years, so Zhong Zhen naturally wouldn't have the nerve to think about such dirty thoughts.

Just as he was still wondering how long it would be before Xia Ying returned, three knocks on the door sounded out. Zhong Zhen shouted: Who is it?

It was definitely not Xia Ying. Before Xia Ying returned, she would definitely give him a call and have Zhong Zhen open the door to wait.

Room service, the dinner you ordered has been served.

Zhong Zhen jumped off the bed, and when he opened the door, he saw a waiter who was pushing a dining cart outside, I did not order a meal for you, did you send it to the wrong place?

Miss Xia Ying ordered this. May I ask if this is Miss Xia Ying's room? the waiter asked.

Zhong Zhen was startled, but when he reacted, his lips could not help but curl upwards. He had just met him, but he had not expected that Xia Ying would start to think about his.

Xia Ying returned at around 12 pm, and seemed to have drank some alcohol, the redness from the alcohol made her complexion look much better.

But Zhong Zhen was annoyed, he went and put an ice towel on Xia Ying's forehead, and said somewhat angrily: Tomorrow is the stage, how can Peter drink with you!

Xia Ying just lied there and quietly looked at the ceiling. Then, she closed her eyes tiredly and said softly, Just how much do you care about my condition on the show stage?

Her voice was filled with an inexplicable loneliness, causing Zhong Zhen to be slightly startled.

The next day, the backstage area of the exhibition was bustling with activity. Countless models were shuttling back and forth with their shoes and clothes.

Xia Ying and the other male lead had their own private dressing room. Currently, there were three people in the dressing room, Xia Ying, Zhong Zhen and the makeup artist who was putting on some makeup on Xia Ying's face.

Zhong Zhen sat in the corner, holding his cheek, he quietly looked at Xia Ying.

When he looked at Xia Ying, there would always be an emotion that was difficult to ignore growing thicker and thicker in his eyes.

MAX Autumn and Winter Show brought countless famous people to the show, and Xia Ying's friendship had also attracted a lot of media outlets.

At this time, Xia Ying's makeup had already been completed in the makeup room, her eyebrows were long and sharp, the thick eyeliner and the light smoky effect had covered her elegance to the point that not a single strand was left.

Zhong Zhen brought the clothes on the display stand for her to change into. The lights outside were all on, and the music was already playing.

Although Xia Ying was a master, she only had one set of clothes, and it was a man's attire. This was Peter's idea.

Zhong Zhen did not go backstage to watch the show by himself. Actually, he was not interested.

Seventeen minutes later, when the show was nearing its end, an assistant came in and asked, Teacher Xia, are you ready?

Alright. Xia Ying pressed a black gentleman's hat on his head and turned around. He was wearing a perfectly straight black suit with the shirt unbuttoned vertically, revealing the oppressing feeling of his collarbone and chest.

Don't go too fast, it would be bad if the wind blew the clothes away. Zhong Zhen was still muttering worriedly.

Xia Ying didn't even pay attention to him and directly went out to look for Peter.

Xia Ying acted as the closed-door show, and the moment she stepped onto the stage, the entire audience nearly fell silent for a few seconds, then erupted into an excited scream.

Look, it's Xia Ying! She actually … In such a manner! This woman is too handsome!

Oh my god, Xia Ying is really Xia Ying …

On the stage, Xia Ying's hat brim was pressed extremely low, its shadow covering her eyebrows, revealing only her straight nose and vermilion lips. She was wearing a body tempering suit that was sticking closely to her skin, the shirt inside had a snow-white collar and there was not a single button on her chest. Her slim waist had a tempting, bountiful chest line, and her two long legs that were like folding ladders were under the light, looking both charming and relaxed.

The effects of the Goddess's Vacuum Charging was extraordinary. Even when Zhong Zhen hid in the backstage, he would silently sweat for her.

Xia Ying stood beside Peter with a smile. On the left was a male lead who was dressed in a female outfit, Peter. The two main characters were the main focus of this show, and it had to be said that Peter's brain was rather big.

After the MAX show was over, Xia Ying wrapped herself in clothes and returned to the dressing room, covering her waist. Zhong Zhen immediately brought a cup of coffee and went over and pinched her shoulders, then personally helped Xia Ying take off her makeup.

It was just that Xia Ying who was seated nodded continuously, as if she was going to fall asleep. His state of mind was not as natural as it was in the demonstration grounds, she thought that she was sleepy and quickly took off her makeup to greet Peter, before taking advantage of the unprepared media to escort Xia Ying out of the demonstration grounds.

On the way back to the hotel, Xia Ying was unable to wake up, which made Zhong Zhen realize that he was unconscious after getting off the car.

CHAPTER 4 - UNKNOWN

Zhong Zhen was so scared that he crawled and rolled to send Xia Ying to the emergency room.

He waited impatiently outside, and when the examination was over, the doctor came out and said, The patient is in a psychotic sleep. He'll wake up within twenty-four hours if nothing goes wrong.

What about the accident? Zhong Zhen asked anxiously.

The doctor frowned and said, Usually not. If you are not awake for a long time, the hospital will try to save you. Please do not worry too much.

Zhong Zhen asked: Then why did she suddenly faint?

The patient has been under stress for a long time, so this is definitely not the first time she has suddenly fallen into a coma. It is recommended that the patient minimize the workload in the future to eliminate the source of the stress. the doctor explained, closing the file in his hand.

Zhong Zhen was startled, the pressure was too big? Even though Xia Ying's career was at its peak, it did not have a large workload. In recent months, she had only developed within the country, so calling it a pressure would be too far-fetched. So what was the source of her stress?

Before deciding to become Xia Ying's assistant, Zhong Zhen had already thoroughly studied the relationships between Xia Ying's friends. There was nothing to worry about, and with a good manager helping her settle everything, she really didn't think that in the bottom of Xia Ying's heart or some other place that was difficult for him to reach, there would be something that would continuously pressure Xia Ying.

Zhong Zhen entered the sickroom gloomily.

The pale Xia Ying was lying on the bed, chest moving up and down, breathing evenly and steadily.

Zhong Zhen sat on the side of the bed and looked at Xia Ying's face. He reached out his hand to test the temperature of Xia Ying's forehead. After making sure that there was no fever, he relaxed. He looked at it for a while and slowly took out his phone, sending a private message to his friend who was in England: I didn't take good care of Xia Ying, she has entered the hospital.

A moment later, the phone vibrated and a private message came in. Liliana replied: You didn't fall off the stage, did you?

Zhong Zhen: No! You jinx! The doctor said it was stress, and I don't even know what it was.

Liliana: Oh, that's the way it is in this circle. She's a famous model. She's always had some kind of private dinner party or something. You just have to take a good rest.

Zhong Zhen was silent for a moment, then typed on his phone's screen with his fingertips: I'm not sure too, so I won't say anymore.

He was in a really bad mood.

It's none of your business. You've only been with her a few days. In a couple of weeks, Cooper and I will go play with you. Obediently don't cry, don't cry.

Zhong Zhen: Scram.

LILINETTE: Hmmm! "A stinking man who sees no one!

Zhong Zhen didn't pay any more attention to her, he only quietly leaned on the bed and held Xia Ying's slightly cold hand. When Peter came over that night, Xia Ying was still not awake. Peter sat for a while before he left, telling Zhong Zhen to take care of her properly and notify him when Xia Ying woke up.

There were many things waiting to be done after the competition ended. Coincidentally, Zhong Zhen didn't want him to be here either, so he quickly finished what he was doing and left the matter at that.

Xia Ying slept for a long time before waking up the next morning. The first thing she said when she opened her eyes was, I knew she wasn't dead.

You're awake! Hearing the voice, Zhong Zhen raised his head and walked over, scaring Xia Ying, You finally woke up, you scared me to death.

Xia Ying's eyes widened as her voice became fainter and fainter, You're the one who scared me to death …

She struggled to support her body and half sat herself up. Zhong Zhen immediately placed the pillow on her back, Are you hungry? Is there anything you'd like to eat?

Xia Ying looked at Zhong Zhen and fell into a deep silence. Zhong Zhen's face did not look good, his eyes were red, the corners of his eyes were as black as smoke and makeup, it was obvious that he had not had a good rest. Xia Ying hesitated: Did you not sleep last night?

I'm afraid you'll wake up in the middle of the night. Zhong Zhen laughed. His bright smile was as clean as the sunlight outside the window.

Xia Ying said: I'm fine. I'll go and book my flight ticket for today. We'll head back to Beijing in the afternoon.

No way! Zhong Zhen was shocked, The doctor said that it would be best for you to stay in the hospital for further observation.

If I tell you to do it, then do it. What's with all this nonsense? My own body knows it very well. Xia Ying suddenly said coldly, and her attitude suddenly became worse.

Zhong Zhen did not mind, he pouted and compromised: Alright, then you have to listen to the doctor and rest properly in Beijing. I'll go out and buy you something to eat. Is there anything you'd like to eat?

Xia Ying frowned, she looked as though she did not want to speak and waved her hand, indicating that she could do whatever she wanted.

Zhong Zhen poured her a cup of warm water and placed it on the cabinet beside his. Then, he opened his mobile phone's map and went out of the hospital to look for food.

To be honest, Zhong Zhen had not fully grasped his taste in eating, so he took a taxi to the snack street and bought a bunch of special snacks in Shanghai. When he returned to the ward, Xia Ying was lying on his bed, patting on his phone.

The moment Zhong Zhen got closer, just as he was about to speak, he sneezed twice. He put down the breakfast as he covered his nose and mouth, and said: Oh my god, what's the smell on your body … Achoo!"

The three sneezes sprayed towards Xia Ying's face. Xia Ying said with a straight face: It's all your smell now.

Zhong Zhen's tears were flowing down, when he suddenly saw a bunch of flowers beside the bed. He blinked in pain and squeezed out his tears, as he sneezed, he said, Sorry … I, I have a bit of pollen allergy Achoo! You eat first... I'll go outside, outside …"

Without finishing his words, he rushed out, and rushed to the corridor to take a breath of fresh air. Zhong Zhen then felt that he was alive again.

He rubbed his red nose painfully and sat on a bench in the corridor, frowning. Who sent the flowers? He had only been gone for a short period of time. Who was it that had come?

Just as he was thinking, a boy with short hair walked over from the end of the corridor. He looked young, about seventeen to eighteen years old, and walked directly towards Xia Ying's ward. Seeing that the other party was rushing towards Xia Ying, Zhong Zhen immediately jumped out to stop him: Wait, who are you?

Who are you? The boy sized Zhong Zhen up from head to toe.

I am Xia Ying's assistant. Zhong Zhen was sure that this boy was not one of Xia Ying's friends. Most likely, he was a fan that came from hell, so it was necessary to keep him out, I don't know how you knew Xia Ying is here, but you can't go in.

Tsk, aren't you just a little assistant? Who do you think you are? My grandfather is the principal of this hospital, you don't know what's good for you. Saying that, she pushed Zhong Zhen's hand to the side and directly entered the door.

Zhong Zhen was furious, the back of his hand was in pain from the girl's pat, he immediately blushed, but he didn't want to make a ruckus in front of Xia Ying, so he endured it and covered his nose as he entered the ward.

Xia Ying, who was in the room, took the flowers and placed them in the bedside cabinet. The boy came in and took a look, and her overbearing manner was gone, Sister Xia … Don't you like my lilies?

Ah, no, I like it very much. It's just that my assistant seems to be allergic to pollen. Thank you. After Xia Ying shut the flowers inside the cabinet, she walked to the window and opened it to take a breath of fresh air. When she turned around, she saw Zhong Zhen who was stunned at the door and said helplessly: It's good now, you can put your hands down.

Zhong Zhen raised his eyebrows, and looked at the boy provocatively, then swaggered in.

The boy glared at him. The more vicious his gaze was, the more arrogant Zhong Zhen became.

Xia Ying did not know about the tension between the two and so she invited the boy to take a seat. It had to be said that Xia Ying treated her fans very well.

Zhong Zhen still remembered when he was in school in England, he lined up with his friends for half a day just for the sake of signing with someone he liked.

At that time, Zhong Zhen was young, and he was sad and angry. Even though his reputation was hidden away by the company, he did not help Zhong Zhen vent the anger in his heart.

Xia Ying wouldn't do that, she had taken care of all the presents she received on her birthday. She also read the private messages of the fans on Weibo seriously, never faking her feelings for the fans.

Zhong Zhen had always felt that there must be a reason why he liked Xia Ying.

The boy kept chattering non-stop, but Xia Ying did not say much. She just listened quietly with a sweet smile on her face.

Zhong Zhen was at the side looking at his phone to book a plane ticket. Out of selfishness, he booked a plane ticket for 10 in the morning, which meant that no matter how long this boy could stay, they would have to leave the hospital and go to the airport.

Zhong Zhen sighed silently, and suddenly felt that he was too useless.

Sister Xia, can I take a photo with you? the boy asked excitedly, his eyes full of expectation.

Sure. Xia Ying wore a hospital gown, her skin was white, and her eyes were gentle and full of kindness. There was not a single bit of makeup on her face, nor was there the cold and unyielding aura from the stage.

The boy happily pursed his lips and leaned close to Xia Ying, opening his phone.

Seeing that, Zhong Zhen was not happy, and urged: Teacher Xia, we have to go to the airport, who is that, you should hurry up and leave, Teacher Xia is going to change clothes.

The boy rolled his eyes at Zhong Zhen, and left unwillingly after bidding farewell to Xia Ying.

Xia Ying received the clothes handed over by Zhong Zhen and said angrily: Don't use such a tone towards my fans in the future.

I'm also your fan. You can already blame me … Zhong Zhen muttered.

Xia Ying turned his head and asked: What did you say?

Nothing! Hurry up and change your clothes, we're going back."

CHAPTER 5 - XUEMIN EMPEROR

They did not arrive in Beijing until one o'clock in the afternoon because of the delay of the plane.

Zhong Zhen called for a car to go to the management company first. Gu Yi seemed to have other plans for the next few days.

Xia Ying didn't have any objections, but Zhong Zhen had already made up his mind. No matter what, he wouldn't let Xia Ying attend any more events within a week. Though it didn't seem to be his little assistant's decision to make.

After arriving at the brokerage firm, Xia Ying directly went to the director's office. After an eyesore of pleasantries, Gu Yi arrived late and the three of them discussed about their work matters. Zhong Zhen stood to the side with Xia Ying's bag in her hand.

A movie? Xia Ying took the script in front of him, and frowned: I don't have any intention of entering the TV screen, let's just forget about the movie invitation.

How can I say that? In the end, the fashion industry can't compare to the entertainment industry in allowing a person's reputation to spread faster, and this director is also a famous master from overseas, he took a fancy to you at first glance when he came to the Mainland. This is a good thing for the company, but other people can't even catch up with him, so how can you be in a rush to refuse?

The director had an expression of selling insurance as he pulled Xia Ying's hand and said a bunch of good words.

Zhong Zhen gritted his teeth as he stared at his opponent's hands. Luckily, Xia Ying had removed his own hands and said softly, Director, I told you from the beginning that I had no intention of entering the entertainment circle. It's not like there weren't any related invitations in the past, and Gu Yi had already rejected them on my behalf, so why are you bringing it up now?

Before the director had a chance to speak, Gu Yi had already said: It's different this time, it's indeed a rare opportunity. I've seen the screenplay. The role that you've been assigned to act is very special. Once the movie is released, your popularity will definitely rise to another level.

I refuse. Xia Ying set her face.

The director also had an ugly expression on his face.

Seeing that they were at loggerheads, Zhong Zhen said, Isn't filming difficult? Do you know that Teacher Xia fainted from exhaustion at Shanghai MAX Exhibition yesterday?

Xia Ying did not say anything, she knew that Gu Yi would not be unconscious twice, and because his body did not permit it, he could only refuse the invitation.

But the director said with a smile, It's okay, it's still a distance from the start of the computer. During this period of time, any work has to be done and you should get some rest. In any case, she's not the female lead, at most she'll be killed in a month."

The director was very stubborn about the invitation, but Xia Ying was very loyal to her principles, she would not bid for the invitation even if she wanted to, she would not bid for it even if she was beaten to death.

The director's face darkened instantly, he slammed the table and said: Xia Ying, have you figured out your position yet? You are a model of my Star Point Company, you are a commodity, a tool for the company to make money! Obeying the company's arrangements is part of your job. Don't think that you can do whatever you want now that your reputation has been revealed. Don't forget that you're still a signed model!"

As soon as these heartless words left his mouth, the entire room fell silent.

Director! Gu Yi was shocked that the other party could say such words.

Xia Ying remained expressionless and remained silent for a while. She stood up to tidy up her clothes, and then said coldly: I'm tired. If I remember correctly, my contract will expire in three months, right? I have no objection to any of the arrangements before the contract expires. Of course, I will accept this job.

The meaning behind her words was something that anyone could understand. The director's face turned from red to white.

Who is Xia Ying? She was the world's most famous model. In 2015, she was ranked second in the world's most beautiful woman. She was ranked the highest in the world.

Not only was she on stage, she was also the favorite of Dior's designer since 2013. Xia Ying could even be seen at Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter's new product shows.

Although Xia Ying had been growing tired and had been developing in the country recently, she could not tolerate her popularity. There were many companies at home and abroad that wanted to rob Xia Ying of her wealth.

However, Xia Ying seemed to love old times very much, and had always obediently stayed at her brokerage company without moving from her spot.

If Xia Ying really decided not to renew the contract again, it would be an irreparable loss to the company!

Seeing that he had angered Xia Ying, the director was regretful to the point that her intestines turned green. But Xia Ying did not give him the chance to apologize, directly stepping on her high heels and left.

Zhong Zhen was still standing where he was, the innocence of the youth on his face had disappeared, his eyes blazing with dark emotions.

He took a step forward, grabbed the director's collar and glared at him. Something that doesn't know what's good for it, there's no need to keep it.

Xia Ying did not know that Zhong Zhen had not followed his out. She waited in the parking lot for a long time before seeing Zhong Zhen jogging over with his bag in his hands, his forehead covered in a thin layer of sweat, his face slightly flushed red. With a warm sun-like smile, he opened the car door for Xia Ying, "You've waited a long time, right?

He was always smiling, always like a little sun full of life. Xia Ying's heart was originally a little gloomy, but after seeing Zhong Zhen's smile, he was unable to release any fire.

Xia Ying said wistfully: Go home first.

Alright! Zhong Zhen made a big shift in the parking lot as he left the brokerage company in his car.

Xia Ying kept quiet the whole way. When she returned home, she locked herself in her room.

Coincidentally, Zhong Zhen had something he needed to do, so he hid in his room and called. After he called for a while, he heard Xia Ying calling for someone.

Alright, do as I say. Zhong Zhen quietly said to his phone in English before hurriedly hanging up. When he opened the door and went out, Xia Ying was standing at the door with his hands raised, as if he was about to knock. Zhong Zhen laughed: Ah, I was squinting just now, why didn't I hear it?

Xia Ying said: Can you find the apartment that I stayed in previously?

Zhong Zhen nodded: I can find it.

That's perfect, there's a wooden box in the original bedroom, placed in the bedside table. I couldn't find it here for a long time, it should be because Gu Yi didn't bring it over, help me get it back.

Xia Ying then added: That is the company's house, maybe another model has already moved in. Speak properly after meeting someone, don't be so noisy.

Zhong Zhen exclaimed in confusion, What do you want to eat tonight? I came back to buy ingredients.

It's up to you. Xia Ying casually waved her hand, then ran over to the living room and curled up on the sofa.

Zhong Zhen closed his room door, took out his car keys and changed his shoes in the Profound Entrance, then shouted: Then I'll be going, call me if you have anything else.

Xia Ying ignored him, Zhong Zhen did not care either, she was already used to it.

Xia Ying's previous apartment was in the North Second Ring Road, which was a little far from the place she was currently staying. On the way, Zhong Zhen called Gu Yi. Since he did not have the apartment key, she found out that someone had moved in. It seemed to be a famous model.

After Zhong Zhen entered the elevator, he kept praying to the other party not to throw away his things. If he did, then where would he go to find it?

Zhong Zhen pressed the doorbell, and a woman's voice came out: Who is it?

Hello, I'm Teacher Xia Ying's assistant. I'm here to retrieve the personal belongings Teacher Xia left behind earlier. Zhong Zhen said.

Not long after, the door opened from the inside. A fair-skinned girl with long legs stuck out half of her body. The two of them were stunned for a moment when they met face to face.

Snow, Mr. Xue? Why are you here …" The girl was so surprised that her pupils dilated.

Eh — — so it's you, Zheng Pei'er that Agent Gu mentioned. Didn't you say you're called Zheng Jiayi? Zhong Zhen walked in uninvited, and directly entered Zheng Pei'er's bedroom