The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

Wendy glanced at the unconscious Zhou Yian and started to worry as well, "Okay, dear Xu, don't worry, I'll ask David to arrange something for you right away."

"Master Xu, I will go back with you too."

"Boss Xu, I, I'll go back with you too."

Huang Bo, who was standing by, saw Special Assistant Sun following them back, and without thinking any more, he immediately expressed his intention to follow them back as well.

After a while, the yacht was arranged.

Xu Zehao gently picked up Zhou Yian and covered her with a raincoat. He then asked Special Assistant Sun to hold an umbrella to cover her tightly, fearing that she would get wet in the rain.

The wind was very strong and the umbrella was of no use at all. Soon Xu Zehao was soaked. Fortunately, the yacht was parked not far from the shore and they all got on the yacht soon.

Wendy arranged a very experienced captain and several sailors who were familiar with water to protect them.

After entering the yacht, Xu Zehao was soaked all over, but he didn't care about himself. Instead, he removed the raincoat covering Zhou Yian and checked whether she was wet by the rain.

Fortunately, not a single hair on her body got wet.

At this time, the sea was pitch black, with huge waves coming one after another amidst lightning and thunder. Just looking at this scene was enough to make people feel timid and suffocated.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. There was no fishing boat to be seen on the sea. The yacht kept rocking on the sea. Every now and then a big wave hit it, and it almost hit the reef several times. It was thrilling and terrifying.

Xu Zehao pursed his lips and didn't say anything. He hugged Zhou Yian tightly, not wanting her to be affected by the ups and downs of the yacht.

Not sure if it was because of illness or the cold, but Zhou Yian’s face started to turn pale, his body started to tremble uncontrollably, and his breathing started to become heavy.

"An An, we'll be there soon."

"I know you're feeling very uncomfortable, can you just hold on a little longer?"

Xu Zehao looked at her in panic, and the strength in his hands increased uncontrollably, hugging her tighter, and kept talking to her in a soft voice, even though she didn't respond at all.

Huang Bo looked at the raging waves outside and was scared to death. He clasped his hands together and prayed to God for help with a pious look on his face.

After drifting on the sea for more than an hour, the yacht finally docked. David had already sent an RV to pick them up, and they went straight to the hospital.

In a quiet room, with white sheets, Zhou Yi was sleeping quietly on the hospital bed. Her eyelids twitched a few times, and finally opened slowly. The world in her eyes gradually became clear from blurry. This was a white bedside table. She couldn't tell whether this was reality or a dream.

All she knew was that she had a very long dream. In the dream, she heard someone anxiously calling her name, but she kept looking for the source of the sound but could never see who was calling her.

"An An, you're awake."

She heard Xu Zehao's voice and saw that familiar face. She stared at him blankly, unable to react.

"You woke up, you finally woke up."

He looked very happy with his eyes and eyebrows curved, and even his tone was full of joy.

"This... this is... where."

Zhou Yian's voice was weak and hoarse, and his face looked haggard.

"Hospital, you had a high fever, do you remember?"

Zhou Yian closed his eyes and tried hard to recall what happened last night.

After half a minute, she frowned and sighed, "No, I don't remember. I'm so tired. My whole body hurts."

Xu Zehao put his hand on her forehead to check the temperature and found that her forehead was still burning hot, and it seemed that the fever had not completely subsided.

"The doctor has already given you an IV. Just bear with it. You will recover soon."

Zhou Yian nodded weakly and licked his dry lips unconsciously.

Seeing this, Xu Zehao quickly stood up and poured some water, then raised the bed and handed the water to her mouth to feed her. Because she hadn't had water for a long time, she drank a little quickly at first, and some water leaked out from the corner of her mouth. Xu Zehao gently wiped it for her.

She lay on the hospital bed, watching Xu Zehao clumsily spread out bowls of boiling hot porridge to the right temperature and then bring them to her.

"Xu Zehao, I can do it myself."

"Your hand is still receiving the IV, let me do it." Xu Zehao said as he stirred, then carefully scooped a spoonful with a spoon and handed it to her mouth.

Zhou Yian looked at his and finally opened his mouth.

At this time, Huang Bo appeared at the door of the ward holding flowers and happened to see this scene, but the two people in the ward did not see him.

He quickly stopped, took two steps back, sat on a chair at the door of the ward, and said to himself: "When did these two get together?"

After sitting for about twenty minutes and seeing a nurse go in to change the dressing, Huang Bo followed in to visit Zhou Yian. He was very considerate and sensible. He gave her the flowers, briefly inquired about her condition, and then left.

Zhou Yian was hospitalized for two days, and Xu Zehao took care of her meticulously in the hospital for two days. This brought Zhou Yian a different feeling in a foreign country, and also allowed her to see another little-known side of Xu Zehao.

He is gentle and considerate, which is in stark contrast to his image of a cold-faced president outside.

Zhou Yian also became much weaker because of this illness.

After a few days, the mission was completed and the group packed up their luggage to check out and return home.

When Zhou Yian was packing her things in the room, the doorbell suddenly rang. She looked through the peephole and saw it was Xu Zehao, so she opened the door.

"Have your things been packed?"

"No." Zhou Yian glanced into the room. The suitcase was being opened and the clothes were already folded into piles on the bed.

"I'll help you."

"Uh, isn't this bad?" Zhou Yian was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay." Xu Zehao took a step forward, passed Zhou Yian, went in and helped her pack her things.

Zhou Yian couldn't refuse his kindness, so she had to let him pack some large items while she packed some private personal items.

After cleaning up, Xu Zehao walked around the room carefully. After making sure that nothing was left out, he reached out and took the bag Zhou Yian was carrying. Zhou Yian looked at him in confusion, "I'll get it."

Xu Zehao shouldered the backpack, pulled up the suitcase next to him, and then stretched out his open palm to Zhou Yian.

Zhou Yian thought Xu Zehao was asking her for something, so she looked around blankly and said softly: "There is nothing left, you took it all."

Xu Zehao looked at her straight in the eyes, "Hand, give me your hand."

"Hand?" Zhou Yian didn't know what he was going to do, and raised her hand curiously. The next second, Xu Zehao's broad and powerful palm held her hand and led her out.

Zhou Yian looked up at him curiously, opened her mouth, but in the end said nothing and let him lead her away.

When the elevator was halfway down, a group of people suddenly rushed into the elevator. They were all tall foreigners. The elevator, which was not very spacious to begin with, instantly became crowded.

As more and more people got on, Xu Zehao and Zhou Yian were squeezed into a corner. Xu Zehao quickly supported the elevator wall with his hands, using his body as a wall to separate the crowd, creating a small space for Zhou Yian.

Although the space is small, it can protect Zhou Yian from being squeezed by others. When Zhou Yian looked up, one could just see the tense lower half of his face. It was obvious that he was also squeezed uncomfortable by the people coming up from behind.

"Are you ok?"

When Xu Zehao heard Zhou Yian say this, he lowered his head, gently touched her forehead with his chin, and said softly: "It's okay."