Mr. Zhang thought his little princess would just go and experience it for a while, but he didn't expect Zhang Chenjun to be able to persist for so long.

Seeing his precious son's exhausted figure every day, Zhang's father felt extremely distressed.

Zhang Chenjun sat on the sofa and gulped down a bottle of water. "Dad, this is the last chance for me to have a secure job. Trust me, okay?"

Seeing that Zhang's father showed no sign of compromise, Zhang Chenjun explained, "I came back late and missed last year's exam. I can't miss this opportunity again."

“We…” Zhang’s father understood what Zhang Chenjun meant, but he still wanted to tell Zhang Chenjun that his family was not short of money or supplies, and there was no need for them to work so hard.

Zhang Chenjun interrupted her father before he could finish speaking, saying, "Our supplies are also limited, and we may not be able to protect them."

"And Mr. Qiu, and the two security guards at home..."

Zhang Chenjun shook her head. "Mr. Qiu and the others can protect us for two or three years, but what about after three years? What will we do then?"

Zhang Chenjun sighed, "At that time, we'll only be able to rely on ourselves. If I work hard now, things will be much easier later."

“Then I’ll sign up too, the two of us can go together,” Zhang’s father said helplessly, wiping his face with his hand.

Zhang Chenjun smiled gently, "No, thank you. I'm still young. Dad should stay home and take good care of Mom."

"Pah, you think I'm too old?"

"Hahaha, I'm just worried about you, be good, listen to me!"

Mr. Zhang was so angry at Zhang Chenjun that he laughed. He raised his hand and slapped down hard, but stopped before it hit Zhang Chenjun.

Mr. Zhang gently placed his hand on Zhang Chenjun's head and rubbed it lightly.

"You've worked so hard, carrying this family on your shoulders." Mr. Zhang's voice was very soft; if you weren't paying attention, you wouldn't hear it at all.

After saying this, Zhang's father fell silent and hurriedly turned and went back to his bedroom.

Watching her father's departing figure, Zhang Chenjun's eyes reddened slightly, and she murmured, "In this life, we will both be alright."

Zhang's father was unaware of Zhang Chenjun's emotional changes. He was lost in his own thoughts, unable to extricate himself from them. He felt useless, only able to let Nini shoulder the heavy responsibility of supporting the family.

Tears streamed down Zhang's father's face uncontrollably. How much suffering had Nini endured in her past life to transform from a spoiled little princess into a responsible and strong woman? My Nini!

Mr. Zhang wiped away his tears with a tissue and prayed fervently, "God, please have pity on my daughter, Nini!"

She's a good girl, please make her life easier from now on.

God, I would offer my life as a sacrifice, hoping that my Nini can find happiness in this life!

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Bi Qiaoan and the others had a fairly hearty lunch, and on their way back, it was the hottest time of day.

I didn't notice it when I went, but my feet were a bit sore when I came back.

I was thinking that I wouldn't have many more chances to wear high heels, so I wanted to take advantage of the time I still could and show off a bit. But I never expected to have to walk this far in high heels today!

Bi Qiaoan wondered if her heels would get blisters when she got back to the office.

Everyone was chatting enthusiastically, but Bi Qiaoan felt the sun making her vision blurry, and she could smell a fishy stench along the way. Bi Qiaoan could even feel the rising mist around her.

When they got back to the office, everyone was sweltering in the heat. Yu Shui picked up the remote and turned the air conditioner down to 18 degrees Celsius.

We usually set the temperature to 26 degrees Celsius, but maybe it was too sunny today, so no one objected.

Bi Qiaoan's seat was directly opposite the air conditioner vent, and when the cool air blew on her, she couldn't help but shiver.

Bi Qiaoan felt that something was wrong with her, so she quickly got up and found a place away from the air conditioner to sit down.

At lunchtime, almost no one comes to the office to handle business. After everyone has eaten and drunk their fill, they are all a bit sleepy and sit down at their seats, intending to take a nap.

The office was quiet, but Bi Qiaoan felt her head buzzing, her vision blurring intermittently, and her stomach churning, wanting to vomit but unable to.

Bi Qiaoan wanted to cry. It was just a meal outside. Everyone else was fine, so why was she the only one who was upset? Was she really that delicate?

Bi Qiaoan didn't want to talk about it, nor did she want others to notice her abnormality. She buried her head in her arms, thinking that she would probably feel better after resting for a while.

Half an hour later, everyone woke up, took out their phones to browse Weibo and watch shows.

But Bi Qiaoan seemed oblivious to everyone's movements and remained slumped over the table.

Li Yueya noticed something was wrong, walked up to Bi Qiaoan, and gently nudged her, "Qiaoan, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?"

When Bi Qiaoan was woken up by Li Yueya, she was still a little groggy. She looked up at Li Yueya and said, "I'm fine, just a little sleepy."

Li Yueya was startled by Bi Qiaoan's appearance. "Why is your face so pale?"

As she spoke, she reached out and touched Bi Qiaoan's forehead. "It's so hot. Do you have a fever? Shall we go to the hospital together?"

The commotion attracted everyone's attention, and they all asked Bi Qiaoan if she was alright and if she needed any help.

Wei Qin quickly poured Bi Qiaoan a cup of hot water, "What's wrong? Is it heatstroke or an upset stomach?"

After accepting the cup and thanking Wei Qin, Bi Qiaoan said, "Maybe it's a bit of both. I ate too much at noon, including so much hot food and ice cream. My stomach might have been a little upset. It was also humid and hot on the way back, so I might have had a bit of heatstroke."

"Why don't you take a leave of absence and go home? There's nothing to do here. I'll go ask the director for leave for you." Wei Qin said, heading to find Director Hong.

Bi Qiaoan tugged at Wei Qin's sleeve, "Aunt Wei, I'm fine, I'm just feeling a little unwell. I'll be alright after a rest."

Seeing that Bi Qiaoan insisted, Wei Qin didn't go to find Director Hong again. "Then you lie down for a while. If you can't hold on, call us."

Bi Qiaoan smiled and nodded, "Yes, thank you Aunt Wei, and thank you Ya Ya, and everyone else."

Afterwards, Bi Qiaoan lay on the table, drinking hot water whenever she felt uncomfortable, and drinking hot water again whenever she felt uncomfortable, until she finished the whole cup of hot water, but Bi Qiaoan still felt very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, feeling nauseous, Bi Qiaoan got up and went to the bathroom, where she vomited violently.

Ah, I really want to go to my space to get some medicine, but I don't dare to do it outside!

Bi Qiaoan rinsed her mouth with cold water, then splashed the cold water on her face to cool down before returning to her office a few minutes later.

When she got back, she noticed that everyone was looking at her strangely. Confused, Bi Qiaoan asked them, "Why are you all looking at me like that? There's nothing on my face. I just checked it in the bathroom!"

"Hey, hehe, it's nothing. We just thought someone was coming in to do business."