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Where could Zizi go at this time!

There was no one to answer her phone, so Ye Suixin was completely dumbfounded. At night, report to your boss, my ass!

Yang Zizi was bending over to push the cart. After breakfast in the morning, Melinda said that her car had sunk into the mud last night and she had no choice but to get out of the car and walk down the mountain.

However, he couldn't let her help her push the cart. Besides, he couldn't move the cart at all …

Melinda stuck her head out of the window and shouted in pure London English, "Zizi, are you exerting yourself?"

"He's here …" Yang Zizi's face contorted as he exerted all his strength. The Porsche wheel spun in the mud, splashing up a large amount of mud.

Yang Zizi's white dress had been ruined.

Melinda sat back in the car, holding the steering wheel as she stepped on the gas pedal. After two hours of unremitting efforts, the Porsche successfully escaped from the mud!

Yang Zizi was so tired that he didn't want to speak at all. Melinda saw that her body was covered in mud, and even her fair and beautiful face was covered in mud. She could only smile without revealing any emotions.

"Get in." Melinda got into the Porsche's driver seat, and Yangzi hesitated in front of the door, looking at the limited edition white sports car, then down at the mud.

Or forget it.

"Zi Zi, what are you doing? "Hurry up and get in the car!"

"Oh …" "Alright!" Yang Zizi, who was being shouted at by Melinda, finally got on the car.

Ye Suixin waited in the car until Yang Zizi returned, and when the white Porsche entered his line of sight, he opened the car door and stepped out.

"Zi Zi!" Ye Suixin waved at her, causing Yang Zizi to shuffle over to her. That messy appearance of hers gave her a fright!

"What did you do? And what's with all this mud? " Just as Ye Suixin was asking this question, Melinda arrived beside her. The Ice Queen was emitting her own aura, causing her bones to creak.

Ye Suixin was astonished. "This is …" Seems a little familiar. Have you seen it in a magazine or on television?

"As you wish, this is Madam Melinda. She stayed here during the heavy rain last night." Yang Zizi, whose face was covered in mud, couldn't wait to tell Ye Suixin that she was living with the Queen of Fashion World.

Ye Sui raised an eyebrow in disbelief, "Melinda Jesse?" Should she praise Yang Zizi's good luck for such a dramatic scene?

She pulled Yangzi Zi to the side and asked in a low voice, "Zizi, didn't you promise not to let strangers in?"

"Sorry, it rained too heavily last night. She just happened to knock on the door, so …" Yang Zizi put her hands together, "It's up to you. Please let her stay for two more days."

Stay two more days? Ye Suixin suddenly felt immense pressure. How was she supposed to explain it to her boss? Melinda, who had jumped up into the air, had said that there would only be one person within the circumference of the two of them. Could it be that she was talking about her sister-in-law?

"Zi Zi," Ye Suixin placed a hand on her shoulder and said gently, "It's not that I have no love, this villa is not mine. It would be troublesome if I let others stay here."

Yang Zizi also understood. She glanced at Melinda, but couldn't bring herself to let her go.

"I promise that when she leaves, everything will return to its original place and it will never mess up the house!" Yang Zizi's face only had the brightest eyes. His face was as black as a pair of pearls, and his luster was very bright.

Ye Suixin did not have the heart to be a villain and nodded in agreement.

They spoke for too long, so long that Melinda had no patience to wait and directly entered the villa.

After confirming Yang Zizi was safe and sound, Ye Sui Xin drove back to the restaurant with ease.

In the evening, in order to express her gratitude to Yang Zizi, Melinda personally cooked the most authentic French style meal. The ingredients were all bought in the car, Yang Zizi followed behind obediently with a small cart. Whatever Melinda pointed to, she would take. In the supermarket, there was a couple buying vegetables together, which made her fall in love.

The woman was wearing a loose maternity dress and had a big belly. She had a smile on her face as she said something to the husband beside her. The man moved closer, pressing his face against hers. After hearing it clearly, his brows relaxed as he let out a laugh.

As the man walked past her with the woman in his arms, Yang Zizi's eyes filled with tears.

She used to be this happy too, to have a child that was about to be born …

"Zi Zi, take off the butter." Standing on her 15 cm high heels, Melinda pointed out the situation and waited for a long time before realizing that the people behind her were crying.

He pushed the cart to the point where he was completely exhausted. He had never seen her cry before, why did she cry when she was shopping at a supermarket?

"Melinda, is it this butter?" Yang Zizi was afraid of being seen, so he wiped the tears from his eyes.

Melinda pretended not to see it and went to pay the bill with her and drove back.

As night fell, the table was set with a coveted French feast. Melinda had put on a burgundy dress, and her delicate makeup made her look only forty or fifty years old. She also asked Yang Zizi to change into a dress so that she could be worthy of the dishes she cooked with all her heart.

Yang Zizi was not used to the light gray fish-tailed long skirt and eight-centimeter high heels. I heard that Melinda was the one who designed this dress. J was the one who operated the knife. The clothes that he was supposed to give to the Euramerican superstar Kaiser actually landed on her.

On the short journey from the second floor to the dining room, Yang Zizi had walked with difficulty. Her heels were so high that she was afraid of sprinting, so she walked with caution.

When she finally sat down, Melinda opened the bottle of red wine and poured herself half a cup. She then handed the bottle to her. Yang Zizi didn't dare to pour too much, and immediately stopped pouring.

"Why were you crying in the supermarket?" Foreigners rarely beat around the bush. They are used to being straightforward.

However, this kind of directness was too piercing to Yang Zizi's heart. She couldn't even disguise it.

"No, no, I have trachoma. The slightest wind would cause me to cry." There were long eyeliner at the end of her eyes. She was so beautiful that Melinda couldn't help but exclaim, "Yang Zizi is a beauty that captures men."

"I've been paying attention to you for a long time. You were crying when you saw that couple. Did your trachoma happen at that time?" Melinda's red fingertips lightly tapped on the table. With her other hand, she swirled the red wine in the cup, giving off an indescribable feeling of elegance.

"I, I really admire that couple." After Yangzi Zi said this, she picked up the red wine and took a gulp. She drank too quickly, so quickly that she choked and coughed.

When he was with Han Yuxuan, he never let her touch alcoholic beverages. He spoiled her so much that she became pampered.

"You're not from here, why do you want to live here alone?" Melinda put down her glass. Her blue eyes were as beautiful as the ocean.

Yang Zi grabbed the skirt with his hand, and pinched the flesh on his thigh until it hurt, "…" "To hide from a person."

"The one who makes you sad?" Melinda does not understand Chinese love, why is love not together? The separation torments each other?

Yang Zizi was silent for a long time. He lowered his eyes and mumbled the word "no." Melinda was not the type of person to gossip. The reason was obvious from her reaction. Why did she ask?