Mu Ya stared blankly ahead, as if looking at something, but her eyes were unfocused, empty, as if she wasn't seeing anything at all.

As Ding Zhi reached the room door, he paused, his hands clenching so tightly they cracked. After a moment, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed down before saying, "Miss, please get some rest."

Then he slowly walked out of the room, closed the door, and stood motionless at the door like a statue.

In the days that followed, almost every day, whenever Mu Ya woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night, Ding Zhi would appear before her promptly. Perhaps he would simply offer a few words of greeting, or perhaps he would stand there quietly, saying nothing, listening to Mu Ya talk, or perhaps he would just open the door to take a quick look, and after making sure she was alright, he would go out and stand guard at the door.

At first, Mu Ya would remind him not to barge into her room like that again, but Ding Zhi would always agree and then barge into her room as if nothing had happened the next day.

So later, Muya stopped paying attention to him. Fortunately, he didn't do anything out of line; he just spent some time with her every night.

Gradually, this seemed to become a habit, a tacit understanding.

*

At first, Yi Yi's job as an assistant was a bit chaotic, but she gradually became more adept at it. Arranging itineraries, organizing documents, ordering meals, hotels, and flights were all a piece of cake for her.

Moreover, because the Mu Corporation's business spans overseas, it frequently deals with partners in different countries and regions. At these times, Yi Yi could only stare helplessly as others spoke to each other in a language she couldn't understand a single word.

Jin Yi refused to allow herself to be so decadent and useless, so she took out a large pile of foreign books in languages ​​she couldn't understand from Mu Nanxun's study, preparing to study on her own.

However, she was frustrated on the first day.

The words in these books are like earthworms, crooked and twisted, not a single one of them is readable, and they are also big, thick and heavy.

However, this book does have one advantage: it's suitable for people with sleep problems. It's a truly high-quality product; no injections, no medication, and no hospitalization required. Just a few glances, just a few minutes, and it's guaranteed to help you fall asleep peacefully.

Sure enough, early this morning, Yi Yi was asleep in the yard, her head resting on a thick stack of books...

Mu Nanxun brought out a breakfast and saw Yi Yi sleeping soundly. Several black lines immediately appeared on his forehead.

You promised to learn several languages ​​properly, but you're learning them in your dreams?

Breakfast was a simple sandwich with a fried egg, and it smelled delicious.

Yi Yi sniffed the air, her head unconsciously following the direction of the plate.

Mu Nanxun was both amused and exasperated, and gently placed the plate on the table in front of Yi Yi.

"Mmm...smells so good."

Yi Yi suddenly woke up from her dream, staring at the food on the plate and swallowing hard.

"Are you awake?"

Mu Nanxun made a joke, while glancing at the books Yi Yi was using as a pillow with heartache.

"These books are rare collectibles, some are even out of print now, and I'm the only one left with them. And you've soaked them in your saliva..."

Yi looked down and saw that the page she had turned to had a lot of drool stains. She chuckled sheepishly and said, "Mumu, I won't do it again."

Mu Nanxun reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, resting his chin on her smooth forehead, his eyes filled with laughter, "How are you going to make it up to me, hmm?"