No, you're not. It's another person," a lady nurse replied, her eyes flicking toward Yuhan.
"You're Chen Zixuan's assistant, right? I knew you looked familiar!" she said, her face lighting up. "You're kind of popular all over the fashion world. I'm Yijun."
She balanced her food tray to the side and stretched out a hand. Yuhan hesitated a bit, then took it politely.
"Wow, so you're Mr. Chen's assistant?" another nurse, Yingjing, said with a shy smile.
"Yingjing, don't stare at him too much," Yijun teased, grabbing Yingjing's face and turning it toward her. The table burst into laughter.
"Everyone's obsessed with your outfit from the last event," Yijun added, scooping rice into her mouth. "I loved it too. That design wasn't part of the company's collection, was it?"
"I got it as a gift," Yuhan said quietly, glancing at Li Hao, who gave him an encouraging smile. The group continued eating and chatting happily.
Meanwhile—
