Chapter 185: President Han! She Kissed Fang Zhou!

Time quickly passed, and just as Fang Zhou was lost in thought, he heard some commotion—it seemed the hotel staff had arrived with his meal.

Qin Yun opened her eyes, watching with a half-smile as the staff entered one by one, setting up a folding table and carefully feeding Fang Zhou breakfast.

She sneered inwardly: Huh? This is a caregiver? Their presence is more imposing than some big shots.

Fang Zhou, on the other hand, accepted the service with ease, as if this kind of treatment was nothing new to him.

“President Han mentioned you didn’t like the preserved egg and lean meat porridge yesterday, so today we brought you steamed pumpkin with lily bulbs. You’ll have it for lunch,” one of the staff explained diligently, their smile growing wider at the mention of Han Xi.

After all, she was a major client. Just her company’s banquets alone could meet the hotel’s quarterly targets.

Under the influence of money, the staff dared not slack off, fearing that displeasing Han Xi might jeopardize their partnership.

Fang Zhou didn’t consider himself picky; it was just that the porridge from yesterday was too bland for his taste. He hadn’t expected Han Xi to notice this detail and instruct them to change the dish.

For a moment, Fang Zhou felt a mix of emotions. He indeed owed Han Xi a lot, and she didn’t lack money. Sometimes, he really didn’t know how to repay her kindness.

Just as Fang Zhou was lost in these thoughts, Qin Yun’s voice broke the silence.

“Are you sent by Han Xi?”

Her tone was soft, her smile bright and generous, instantly lifting the mood.

The hotel staff, seeing her in the room, assumed she was also there to visit Fang Zhou. Thus, she must be his friend, and by extension, a friend of President Han.

They smiled sincerely and replied, “Yes, President Han is very concerned about Mr. Fang’s health and specifically asked our hotel to deliver meals.”

Their smiles were so bright, they almost considered Qin Yun an ally.

Just then, Han Xi’s assistant arrived and overheard their conversation. Peering inside, he saw Qin Yun.

Inwardly, he thought: President Han was right to send me over. Otherwise, her rival would have had the upper hand today.

“President Han couldn’t make it today, but I’ll be here. If you need anything, feel free to ask me.”

The assistant stepped inside, standing before Qin Yun with a professional demeanor, much like Han Xi herself—reserved yet commanding.

Qin Yun chuckled softly, a sound that was both mocking and acknowledging, then shifted her gaze to Fang Zhou.

“To have the assistant of a company president serve you, this caregiver must have quite a high daily rate.”

Her voice was soft but carried a clear undertone of displeasure.

Qin Yun knew she shouldn’t be jealous over such a trivial matter. After all, Fang Zhou was a patient, and it was normal for Han Xi to send someone to care for him.

But the thought of her rushing over in the middle of the night, only to be deceived by him, especially regarding another ex-girlfriend, made her anger rise uncontrollably, burning in her throat.

She had to say something to ease the frustration.

Fang Zhou felt Qin Yun’s gaze, like a fire burning on his head, making his previously good mood turn anxious.

He laughed awkwardly, “Hahaha, indeed. What did I do to deserve this?”

Actually, yesterday Li Si Ming had indeed brought a caregiver, supposedly to accompany Fang Zhou. But Han Xi had sent them back, saying, “I’ve already arranged someone. No need to trouble yourself.”

Li Si Ming had no choice but to take the person back.

Qin Yun snorted and sat back down, her gaze shifting to the window, deep in thought.

The hotel staff, who made a living by reading people’s expressions, quickly sensed something was off. This person didn’t seem like a friend of President Han but more like a rival.

They glanced at the assistant, hoping for guidance.

The assistant gave a reassuring look, indicating they should continue as usual.

The staff resumed their tasks.

Han Xi’s assistant found a seat, pulling out his phone to text Han Xi while keeping an eye on Qin Yun.

After all, Han Xi had specifically instructed him to keep a close watch on her.

‘President Han, Qin Yun is in Fang Zhou’s ward. She seems to have been here for a while.’

Han Xi: Keep a close watch on their interactions. Inform me of any changes immediately.

In a distant high-rise, Han Xi, after replying, shifted her focus back to her files, but Qin Yun’s vivid face lingered in her mind.

She didn’t know Qin Yun was Fang Zhou’s ex-girlfriend, but her sharp intuition told her their relationship was not ordinary.

The female guests on the variety show were no pushovers, especially Qin Yun, who, despite her harmless appearance, exuded an overwhelming pressure comparable to her own.

This opponent was formidable.

In the seemingly peaceful ward, unseen tensions surged, like two invisible vines intertwining, each trying to strangle the other.

Under this pressure, Fang Zhou finally finished eating. Just as he was about to ask for a napkin, he heard Qin Yun’s gentle voice.

“Let me wipe that for you.”

He then felt a gentle touch on his lips, carefully wiping them clean.

Han Xi’s assistant widened his eyes, quickly raising his phone to take a photo, intending to send it to Han Xi.

But he forgot to silence his phone.

“Click.”

The shutter sound echoed in the ward, startling everyone.

All eyes turned to the assistant, filled with confusion and curiosity.

Internally panicking, the assistant maintained his composed demeanor.

“I just thought the flowers outside looked nice.”

An attempt to explain his actions.

The hotel staff internally scoffed: At least point your phone at the window. Why aim it at the patient?

Qin Yun smirked subtly, glancing meaningfully at the phone.

Then Fang Zhou heard her say, “I wouldn’t mind you documenting this.”

He felt something soft touch his face, lingering there, seemingly waiting for a photo.

The assistant, realizing the gravity of the situation, quickly took several photos in rapid succession, sending them immediately to Han Xi.

“President Han! She kissed Fang Zhou!”