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Han Tianning spent the whole afternoon taking care of Song Haojun's Weibo. Time slowly passed, and at 5 PM in the afternoon, she decided to call Song Haojun.

Although Song Haojun didn't express that he didn't want to miss the recording of the night, she still had to know his whereabouts.

The voice coming from the other end of the phone was turned off. Han Tianning frowned slightly. He bit his lips and tossed the phone to the side of the computer.

She shouldn't have had any illusions about Song Haojun. She shouldn't have had any illusions about Song Haojun.

After a few stretching exercises, Han Tianning took a deep breath. It was best for a woman to not be angry or overly emotional. Otherwise, the internal fire would burn her upper body and injure her liver, causing her appearance to age.

Before eating, she gave Song Haojun another call, still in a switched off state.

He had to rush to the recording studio at 9 o'clock. It was already 6 o'clock …

Han Tianning could no longer calm down. Once again, he regretted letting her out this afternoon. If something happened, how would she bear it?

However, it was useless to regret now. She could only wait patiently for the man to return who did not obey his rules at all.

Sitting in front of the computer, Han Tianning once again entered the company's WeChat official account number for Song Haojun, which was his new activity and fan club. Fans from all over the world left a message on it, and after she took over Song Haojun's assistant, although there were other staff members behind her, she wanted to update some photos in the name of Song Haojun.

On Song Haojun's forum, Han Tianning saw a piece of news: "Haojun, I heard that your parents have returned. Are you going to meet them?" We are all concerned about you, make up with your family, the Chinese people don't often say "home and everything"...

When Han Tianning saw this piece of news, his heart brightened. As Song Haojun's new assistant, she should have remembered all of this in her heart, but she was so busy that she forgot his parents had already returned home!

As long as one was a fan of his family, it was very likely that they would know about this. These days, Song Haojun's mood had been especially low. If he was a bit more meticulous, he would have thought that he missed his family.

When Han Tianning was in his third year, Song Haojun became famous overnight with a single song and a prince's face. At that time, he heard that his family had sought him out many times, and had also sought out the Boss Qian Jin to negotiate, hoping that his son wouldn't take the road of acting and would obediently inherit his family's property.

It is said that the BOSS took a lot of effort to settle the matter. At that time, Song Haojun, who had just graduated from a famous American university, was more grateful to Qian for wanting to be a good musician than a second generation.

Speaking of which, he hadn't seen his family for two years. Ever since she entered this company, she had never heard of Song Hao meeting his family. Perhaps today, he was just going to visit his family.

If he really was going to visit his family, that would be great. Who knows, a warm family might be able to change his gloomy and moody personality.

If a person did not have the warm protection from home, the further he walked, the more lonely he would be.

Just as Han Tianning was about to search for Song Haojun's family, his phone rang.

"Zhang Qi, are you taking a nap in the afternoon?" Han Tianning was different from other little girls who were in love. She always addressed him by his name in an old-fashioned manner.

"I saw your WeChat, you went to bed so late in the afternoon …" Has something happened? " Zhang Qi hid in the bathroom. After he finished making love with Lin Lin, he inexplicably thought about Han Tianning.

It was because he suddenly remembered that Han Tianning was Song Haojun's assistant.

How could he not worry about a girl who was still so young and could become the little Heavenly King's Assistant in Asia?

Previously, Han Tianning was also an assistant to other handsome artists. Back then, at home, he had watched every single day, afraid that his girlfriend would be taken by someone else. But this time, she became an assistant to a crazy woman.

Thinking this way, he couldn't fall asleep no matter what, so he stayed up till six o'clock. Seeing that Lin Lin was looking for clothes to go out, he secretly ran to the bathroom to call her.

"No …." I just missed you. " After the matter had passed, Han Tianning had already calmed down. He didn't want to bring it up again, so he worried Zhang Qi as well.

"Really?" Zhang Qi was in disbelief. According to his understanding of Han Tianning, she was fine and wouldn't call him.

"Ning Ning, whose assistant did you say you were going to be last time?" Zhang Qi impatiently asked without waiting for her reply.

"Song Haojun!" Han Tianning clicked his mouse and said while reading the comment.

"Just the two of you on vacation?" Zhang Qi asked again.

"It's not a vacation, it's a job, but the company arranged for me to take care of it. What's wrong?" Han Tianning felt that his question today was a bit strange. Usually, Zhang Qi was very trusting towards him and would never ask him too much about his work.

"Personal care? You... Live together? " Zhang Qi's expression had already turned gloomy. With the bottle of vinegar overturned, he felt that it was definitely not a good thing for his wife to be together with such a handsome person.

Even if he was a man, his heart would still beat faster when he saw Song Haojun's face, let alone a woman.

"Of course, as an assistant, I have to take care of his daily life, as well as all his publicity and exposure …"

"Come back here!" Zhang Qi interrupted her with an ashen face. He didn't want his future wife to have anything to do with other men.

"Zhang Qi, what's wrong with you today?" Han Tianning was puzzled. He remembered that in the past, he was very supportive of his work.

"With a man who looks so dangerous, do you dare to guarantee that you won't be tempted?" At that moment, Zhang Qi was like a giant vinegar jar. He couldn't bear the thought of his girlfriend living together with such a beautiful and famous man.

"Zhang Qi, didn't I already tell you before I left? How could you think like that?" Han Tianning had long since thought of his boyfriend's concerns, so he told him before he left that he was just doing his job.

However, since they were so far apart, she didn't want to argue with him, so she could only patiently say, "I already have you, but who is he? How could a famous celebrity fall for an ordinary woman like me? In any case, don't worry about it. Song Haojun isn't the kind of person you think he is. "

"You used to like him when you were in college." Zhang Qi harrumphed, still full of jealousy, "And men are different from women. Men are creatures of thought in the lower half of their body. He doesn't care what kind of ordinary woman you are, as long as …"

"Zhang Qi, aren't you thinking too badly of the men of this world?" Han Tianning felt very uncomfortable. In the past, he was gentle and refined, and would never say such things to himself, "I have paid attention to Song Haojun before, but now that I have come into contact with this industry, this handsome beauty has been seen many times. She has already become numb to it, where would she find the passion to chase after the stars?"

"No, when you come back, I want to …" I'm going to check to see if your body is out of order. " Zhang Qi was so jealous that he didn't even control his mouth as he directly spoke his inner thoughts out loud.

"Zhang Qi!" "What do you mean?" Han Tianning's face suddenly darkened. She hadn't expected her boyfriend, who always respected her and was considerate, to say something like this.

"No, I mean... When you return, we will be engaged. " Zhang Qi finally felt the anger of his girlfriend, who always had a good temper, and hurriedly corrected himself. In his impulsiveness and jealousy, he forgot that he had just slept with his mentor's daughter.

"Ning Ning, don't be angry. I was too agitated just now …" Hearing that the other side didn't say anything, Zhang Qi hurriedly apologized and explained, "I'm really afraid of losing you. Because I care too much, I kept my mouth shut for a while. Please forgive me, okay?"

"Ning Ning, I'm really afraid that you'll be tricked and taken away by someone else. Hey, don't be angry, darling …" Zhang Qi thought about how her industry was really dangerous. All those contacts were from pretty girls, handsome guys, and famous celebrities. Any one of them was better than him by N times. Suddenly, he felt a sense of crisis.

In any case, Han Tianning treated her wholeheartedly and was even willing to let her study. Since she was the most suitable wife, she would definitely be a rare good wife and mother after marriage.

"Let's talk about it when we get back. I'm going to continue working." The discomfort in Han Tianning's heart finally disappeared from his apology. Although Zhang Qi was causing trouble for no reason today, his motive was to care about him.

"Then that's it. I'll hang up first. I love you, okay …" Zhang Qi suddenly heard Lin Lin calling him from the bedroom. He immediately hung up the phone, ran some water into the toilet, and raised his voice, "Darling, I'm in the toilet. I'm coming."

The moment he saw Lin Lin lying on the bed, he regretted his words to Han Tianning.

If Han Tianning came back, how would he deal with this woman on the bed?

As Han Tianning listened to the busy signal, he shook his head and placed his phone on the table. These past few days, Zhang Qi had been feeling a bit strange.

Thinking about it, ever since his senior year of university, Zhang Qi had become more and more like a child, while he had been honed by society to a lot of maturity.

From the backstage, Han Tianning received a few very clear photos that had been processed by the staff. These were the photos taken on the set.

It required skill and wisdom to deal with the exposure of celebrities every day, as well as to control the exposure of the celebrities. It was just like cooking. If one was not careful, then the dishes lacking in heat would become hard to swallow. If the temperature was too high, then the dishes would really be 'stir-fried'.

Just as Han Tianning was busy, his phone rang again. This time, the call surprised her greatly, because it was from Song Haojun.

The little ancestor finally called her. She didn't even dare to hope that he would take the initiative to call her back.

"Little Ancestor …" "No, Little Jun, when are you coming back …"

"I'm lost." It was precisely the words that had almost caused Han Tianning to collapse.

"Bewildered..." Are you lost? " Although Han Tianning had heard from the company that Song Haojun was an idiot, she had never believed that such a smart man could get lost in a city.

"Yes, pick me up." He really hated the gazes of others. This was why he would rather call Han Tianning than ask the police or pedestrians for help.

What if he was recognized? Anyway, he didn't like being pulled around for a photo to get an autograph.

Han Tianning had no choice but to put down his work and suggest, "You can take a taxi back."

"I don't know what kind of pedestrian street this is. I can't find a taxi." Song Haojun was already impatient, seeing many people look at him with curious gazes.

"Are you on that street now? Are there any iconic buildings? Or... Can you navigate yourself? " Han Tianning asked once again.

I wonder if that guy who hates cell phones will download some navigation software.

"What navigation?!" Don't be lazy, come and pick me up quickly! " Sure enough, the big stars who took the car and gave it to someone who lived like a prince wouldn't download navigation apps on their phones at all.

"Then... Would you share the location? " Han Tianning helplessly asked when he saw someone who didn't like to use mobile software as much as she did.

"How do we share?" Song Haojun was already very impatient. He directly told Han Tianning the name of the shop across the street, "Come and pick me up!"

Han Tianning took the name of the shop and quickly found the location of Song Haojun's shop.

"Take a look at your location. If you walk towards the south, you will see a taxi after a street is passed …" "There's a subway under the bridge to the east of that street …" Han Tianning tried to get him to take a taxi back.

because this is the height of the traffic jam...

"Don't tell me anything!" Song Haojun took a deep breath. He had never seen such a lazy assistant before. Of course, the most important thing was that he couldn't tell where was the south side, "You better come here within 20 minutes, and that will be it."

Pa, he hung up the phone and leaned back in his chair, thinking about what had happened that afternoon.

His mother still denied everything he had done, and his family had all objected to his taking this route, which made him and his family come out without saying a word. Then he wandered aimlessly, and found himself lost...

Han Tianning hurried over to the place that Song Haojun had mentioned, only to see a man wearing expensive clothes. He was sitting in a corner, looking very similar to his real identity.

In a secluded corner, there was a strong contrast between the dazzling people, making Song Haojun seem very lonely and special.

"Go back." Han Tianning walked up to him.

Song Haojun raised his head slightly, seeing that familiar face in this unfamiliar street, this was the first time he felt that this female assistant was quite pleasing to the eye.

He rose to his feet and followed her in silence, smoothly out of the maze of streets that seemed to him like a maze.

Instead of going back to the hotel, they went straight to the recording studio.

Fortunately, Han Tianning was meticulous and had brought a bowl of food for him. Of course, she wouldn't tell someone with a germaphobia that she had eaten the leftover food …

Although Song Haojun was a eccentric person in private, if he accepted the job, he would definitely do it perfectly.

As a result, although the beginning of the reality show wasn't pleasant, since Song Haojun had agreed to cooperate with the boss, the following recording went smoothly.

It's just that behind the camera, he's got all sorts of tantrums with his assistant, complaining about the bugs and dirt in the jungle that got his clothes dirty...

Finally finishing the last recording, Song Haojun didn't participate in the gathering and went straight back to the hotel.

His private life was suspiciously clean.

After Song Haojun finished his shower, he walked up to Han Tianning, who was working on his computer, and coldly said, "Hello."

Han Tianning raised his head and saw a pair of pitch-black eyes.

"Change the sheets." Song Haojun glanced at Han Tianning, who was still in his working state, and said.

"..." "Alright." Han Tianning took a deep breath and turned his head with a smile.

The hotel would, of course, change its bed sheets every day, but Song Haojun had to use his own bed sheets!

No matter where he went, he would have to bring two sets of bedsheets with him. Furthermore, he would have to change them every day in order to sleep peacefully. This was not an obsession with cleanliness, it was an eccentric one!

In any case, Song Haojun was a man with many strange fetishes.

The presidential suite was cleaned every day, but he still asked Han Tianning to wipe the corners with a white towel. Moreover, he had to wipe any place he wanted to. Only by not wiping a speck of dust off the white towel would he pass.

She was an assistant, not a professional cleaner!

However, Song Haojun still treated her as a servant, and didn't have the slightest feeling that they were working together.

Han Tianning laid on his bed and carried away the changed sheets. Song Haojun returned to his room, closed the door, and tiredly laid down on his bed.

When Han Tianning had almost finished his work, her phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was actually a call from Song Haojun.

Han Tianning took a deep breath. He truly did consider himself as a servant that needed to appear just as soon as he pressed the summoning bell.

"Pour me a glass of water." Song Haojun's voice was rather weak, and after saying this, he hung up the phone.

Han Tianning placed his phone on the table, poured a cup of hot water for him, knocked on the door, and walked in.

Song Haojun was lying prone on the bed. The air conditioner in the room was running very low. He was covered with a blanket, revealing only his black hair.

Han Tianning put down the water and took the remote control for the air conditioner. He pushed the temperature up two degrees and was about to withdraw, his eyes sweeping across Song Haojun who was on the bed. Suddenly, he walked over like a ghost and stood beside him, "Little Jun, are you alright?"

"You can leave now." These two days, he had been feeling a bit uncomfortable. Just now, he had only slept for a short while when he felt as if his body was on fire, evaporating all the water in his body. It was very uncomfortable.

It was all the fault of that damnable reality show. It was already uncomfortable for them to be challenging the limits of their abilities in such a harsh environment.

"You have a fever?" Han Tianning saw Tang Wulin's flushed face and reached out a hand to touch his head.

"What are you doing?" Lifting his hand to knock off her hand, Song Haojun glared at her fiercely. This woman wanted to take advantage of him again, "Get out!"

"Did you suffer from the heat injury?" Han Tianning didn't pay attention to his agitated mood and grabbed his wrist. His forefinger and middle finger rested on his pulse as he frowned. "Such a weak pulse. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue for me to see."

Although Han Tianning was in the Department of Psychology, she chose Chinese medicine. Pulse and tongue fur were the simplest diagnoses. She wanted to confirm whether Song Haojun had an ordinary fever or a severe summer heat injury.

"Get out!" Anyone who stuck out their tongue at her would feel disgusted just thinking about it. He weakly waved away Han Tianning's hand, his entire body drenched in sweat making him want to take another bath.

"Little Jun, are you too sweaty, upset, and thirsty?" Han Tianning carefully observed his facial features and asked with concern.

"You're really annoying …" Song Haojun did indeed have the symptoms she described, but at that moment, he only wanted to be alone and quiet.

"Drink some water first, I'll go down and get you some medicine." Han Tianning said worriedly as he hastily passed the water over.

"The water's so hot, do you want to burn me to death?" Because of his thirst, Song Haojun took a sip, drinking a mouthful of water. The result was that it was too hot, spraying it all over Han Tianning's body.

"It won't be hot for long …" Han Tianning didn't bother to get angry with him at this point. After all, he was a patient. She immediately grabbed a cup of water, blew on it, and pulled out a tissue to dry the water stains on the bed sheet.

Song Haojun didn't have the patience to wait for the boiling water to cool down. He was thirsty to death, so he got up and walked out in his pajamas.

"Little Jun, what are you trying to do?" Han Tianning quickly followed with a cup of water.

Song Haojun walked in front of the refrigerator and found the ice water. Han Tianning snatched it away from him before he could even touch his lips.

"You can't drink ice water, your body is currently weak, drinking ice water will definitely make you feel worse." Han Tianning closed the refrigerator and patiently explained, "Lie down on the bed and drink some hot water. I'll go get some medicine for you."

Han Tianning was sure that he must have gotten sick when he was shooting in the jungle because the temperature was too hot and humid.

Song Haojun stared at her, his black eyes flashing with a trace of anger. He was about to die of thirst, but this woman was still blabbering. How annoying.

"Drinking ice-cold water may cause vomiting and diarrhea and it will be bad. This is not hot anymore. Here, drink a little and try it. " Giving the cup to Song Haojun, Han Tianning could only coax him.

"Drink it and let me see." Song Haojun's eyes flashed with a storm, he suddenly bowed his head and said to her.

"It's really not hot anymore." Han Tianning didn't feel the approaching danger at all. Indeed, she took a sip. Before she could swallow it, her chin was abruptly lifted and a burning, soft mouth blocked her mouth.