Two weeks later.

The Yi family's influence in the capital had completely vanished, but Qiao Zhen hadn't received any notification that the system task was complete. She had also secretly witnessed Dai Anqi's disheveled state, so Yi Ze couldn't be in much better shape. Logically, the system task should have been completed by now!

Qiao Zhen: [Waiter, investigate Yi Ze.]

Waiter: [Sorry, insufficient permissions.]

Qiao Zhen: […Then, I need to find out if Yi Ze is dead or alive, rich or poor?]

Waiter: [Not dead, no permission for the others. Pitiful, weak, and helpless.JPG]

Okay.

Qiao Zhen stopped asking questions. She slowly got up, went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, and washed her face.

At breakfast, Qiao Zhen held a large meat bun in her hands and said, "Honey, Dai Anqi is so pitiful, why don't we let them go?"

He Zhao shook the newspaper in his hand, glanced at Qiao Zhen, and said, "There's always a reason why someone is pitiful. I was feeling sorry for them and had a headache before, but what? You don't feel sorry for them anymore?"

But headaches and heartaches are not as important as system tasks, which come with penalties.

Qiao Zhen took a bite of a large meat bun, her mouth full of oil, and said defiantly, "But I haven't seen that man's pathetic state yet. His name is Yi Ze, right? He abandoned his woman when disaster struck. How can I be content if I don't see him in such a sorry state?"

He Zhao looked at her chubby cheeks with a leisurely air, "Okay, I'll have someone investigate."

After finishing breakfast, Qiao Zhen said with disdain, "The meat buns are too oily."

Hey! She ate it with great relish, but after finishing it she said it wasn't good anymore. Isn't that like using someone and then discarding them?

He Zhao shook his head with a chuckle.

Qiao Zhen came downstairs carrying a blue tie. "Honey, you forgot to tie your tie."

He Zhao stood at the door, "Isn't it because you got up late? You little lazybones, you got up late and you're still dawdling."

Qiao Zhen ran up to He Zhao with a grin and carefully straightened his tie. "Don't flirt with pretty girls, or I'll beat you up."

He Zhao leaned down and kissed her. "Okay."

Qiao Zhen watched He Zhao leave before going upstairs for a nap. The mission had no deadline, and there was still plenty of time; she could completely relax and enjoy herself.

Waiter: [Host, your thinking is dangerous!]

Qiao Zhen: [Where is the danger? I'm using my limited time to do things that make me happy and meaningful. Do you, a system without emotions, understand that?]

Waiter: [I don't understand, but most hosts who share your thoughts have basically perished.]

Qiao Zhen: [For example?]

Xiao Er: [In the 210th year of the system's main god Seth Battian, a certain tasker ranked in the top ten on the leaderboard, due to a lack of awareness of potential dangers and a penchant for pleasure, was gradually tormented to death by his task subjects and vanished into nothingness.]

[In the 300th year of the system's God-King Wang Yuanba, the second-ranked task taker on the leaderboard failed to complete his mission due to carelessness and was banished to the Misty Mirror.]

Qiao Zhen: [A fleeting, ethereal mirror?]

Waiter: [It's the place where those who fail to complete their missions might be relegated. It's a vast expanse of white, nothing but flat white ground and a perpetually shrouded in white mist.]

Qiao Zhen: [It's okay, I'll make an exception.]

Waiter: It can't respond to that.

Around nine or ten o'clock, Qiao Zhen lazily got out of bed. When she got out of bed, she accidentally tripped over the blanket and almost fell face down.

But she's simple-minded; she clapped her hands and got up anyway.

On the contrary, He Zhao, who was secretly observing the bedroom during the meeting, saw Qiao Zhen almost fall. He was so frightened that his heart tightened and the pen in his hand was already flying away.

The assistant asked, "President?"

He Zhao beckoned, and his assistant handed the pen back to him. He Zhao waved his hand and said, "Continue."

Qiao Zhen went to the bathroom to wake herself up, then yawned and went downstairs to watch a web series. She walked unsteadily, her feet barely touching the ground, which made He Zhao very worried. His face was still very ugly when the meeting ended, which was a very bad sign for him.

He Zhao is someone who dares to face his emotions directly. Although this was just a minor emotional fluctuation for him, he understood the importance of withdrawing in time. After all, he had learned from past mistakes and didn't want to repeat them. He turned off the video and focused all his attention on his work.

Qiao Zhen packed some food in a thermal container, with a heart-shaped fried egg on top of the rice. Now that she had decided to latch onto He Zhao, she was going to take action.

She reached the top floor without any hindrance, pushed open He Zhao's office door, and saw the man engrossed in his work. He Zhao held a position at the top and had achievements that influenced tens of thousands of people. Although fate had given him some luck, he had paid a greater price in terms of effort. After all, hard work is the foundation for being chosen as a child of destiny.

This makes the original owner seem even more hateful.

Therefore, Qiao Zhen will definitely suffer a lot in the future, and she must seize the time to gain a place in He Zhao's heart.

"Honey, I brought you lunch." Qiao Zhen held the insulated lunchbox to her chest and shook it.

He Zhao put down his pen, his cold expression softening considerably. "What brings you here today?" He raised his chin and gestured to the chair opposite his desk. "Here, sit down."

Qiao Zhen placed the food on the table and opened the insulated box. "Aunt Zhang said that you forget to eat when you're busy, and you drink coffee every day, which hurts your stomach. Aunt Zhang also said that you often have stomach pains, but you don't listen to what others say. I had no choice but to bring it to you myself."

She opened the lid of the insulated box and pushed it towards He Zhao, saying, "Hey, I made this fried egg myself, it's my little heart!"

She has nothing but cuteness. Who can't pretend to be a naive and innocent female lead?

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