After He Zhao finished his porridge, Qiao Zhen made him go to the bathroom to brush his teeth and take a shower, and then forced him to sleep a little longer. He already had a stomachache and hadn't been sleeping well, so he fell asleep again after lying on the soft bed for a while.

After He Zhao fell asleep, Qiao Zhen went to He Zhao's study to review his documents and even wrote notes on them with sticky notes. She had learned a lot from previous missions, and Qi Yijuan, Zhuo Jue, and Du Feng had all taught her.

Aren't they all big shots?

Even the dumbest apprentice is smarter than the average person.

He Zhao woke up at four or five in the morning and found no one beside him or in the bathroom. He went to look for her and finally found Qiao Zhen in the study.

Qiao Zhen lay slumped over the table, her eyelids drooping with sleep, yet she was still writing something on a piece of paper. He Zhao had so much work to do; she had spent several hours processing only a small portion of it.

So tired she was almost delirious, her vision blurred, that she finally slumped onto the table and fell asleep. Qiao Zhen hadn't noticed He Zhao peeking through the crack in the door the entire time.

He Zhao saw that Qiao Zhen was fast asleep, so he pushed the door open and went in. He was wearing slippers, so his footsteps made no sound. He took a sticky note from Qiao Zhen's soft hand and found that it contained her opinions on the document. There were ten layers of questions, and she had solved six or seven of them.

She even pointed out some minor, hard-to-find problems, showing her painstaking efforts.

Does Qiao Zhen not know her own limitations? She does know. Although it won't solve the problem, there's a qualitative difference between doing it and not doing it. If she does it, it shows sincerity and kindness to him; if she doesn't do it, there's no harm in it, but it certainly won't touch He Zhao's heart.

He Zhao's expression was very complicated. He looked at the tired Qiao Zhen, and then at the documents. She had already processed more than half of them. He knew how many documents were involved. He was also surprised that Qiao Zhen could point out many small problems, and he felt a little bit of secret joy.

He carried Qiao Zhen into the bedroom and placed her on the bed. Perhaps because the softness beneath her was so comfortable, she turned over and crawled into the covers, curling up into a ball.

He Zhao bent down and kissed her forehead before going to the study to organize the documents. Although Qiao Zhen had messed them up, he wasn't unhappy at all.

Around ten o'clock, Qiao Zhen groggily got up. Her eyelids were incredibly heavy, and she had to go to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water to wake herself up. As she brushed the damp hair that clung to her forehead, she went out and called from upstairs, "Aunt Zhang, has the master gone to work?"

Aunt Zhang quickly wiped her hands from washing the vegetables and replied from downstairs, "Yes, my husband left before seven o'clock this morning, without even having breakfast."

Qiao Zhen slammed her hand on the railing in anger. "Cook a pot of vegetable porridge. The master has been having stomach problems lately. Give him vegetable porridge for all three meals a day. Just say that the madam ordered it. If he doesn't want to eat it, then let him starve to death outside."

Zhang Ma readily agreed.

At 10:30, Qiao Zhen, having tidied herself up, took her thermos and bowls and spoons to He Zhao's company and went straight to the top floor without any problems.

However, when she heard a voice that didn't belong to He Zhao outside He Zhao's office, she pointed a finger at the secretaries and shushed them, then pressed her ear against the wall to eavesdrop.

It sounded like Lamica's voice; they were communicating in a foreign language that Joe couldn't understand.

Qiao Zhen: [Waiter, online translation.]

Waiter: [This is acceptable.]

[Lamika: Oh my God! Look at yourself now! Where is your coldness? Admit it, you've fallen in love! Cupid has finally shot you an arrow, and it's right through your heart.]

[He Zhao: So what? The river of love isn't a deadly swamp where you can't climb out once you're trapped. Lamica, didn't you say that once you climb out of the swamp of love, you'd no longer be driven by love? I've survived a near-death experience.]

[Lamika: No, no, no, before I said all that, I said something crucial. If you get caught in the swamp of love, whether you get out or not is no longer your choice. If you can't get out, you'll suffer for the rest of your life. I was able to climb out because Fismo was fake, but what about Joe? She was truly sincere to you. So what if you have amnesia? That's also part of life; there's no such thing as true or false. Trust me, if you continue to be so stubborn, it will be difficult to salvage the situation in the end.]

He Zhao: Then I'll handle this. Even if she regains her memories, I'll make sure she's completely devoted to me.

[Lamika: You're a terrible man. Thank goodness I'm not Joe.]

[He Zhao: You're not as cute as her.]

[Lamika: Oh my God, the man who was just plotting against Joe is now defending her. The power of love is truly amazing. Well, I wish you two a pleasant time together.]

The system even specially imitated He Zhao and Lamica's voices, but the voices were too steady and lacked emotion.

Bad review!

The remaining star was a gift to it.

Waiter: You're mentally challenged!

As Qiao Zhen heard Lamica's footsteps approaching, she immediately ran to the secretary's side and pretended to talk to them. "Are you all very busy with work?"

The secretary looked completely bewildered.

Lamica walked up to Joe and said in a strange tone, "Hi, Joe, long time no see."

Qiao Zhen turned around in surprise, "Hi! I didn't expect to see you again so soon. Are you leaving?"

Lamica shrugged. "Yeah, my boyfriend's waiting for me downstairs. Bye."

Qiao Zhen waved and said, "Bye."

The secretary still looked completely bewildered.

Qiao Zhen carried the things she was carrying into He Zhao's office, saying, "I brought you lunch."

He Zhao looked at the thermos and frowned slightly. "Porridge again?"

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