Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1135 - 1110: A New Takeout Order

As Zhao Ziwei kept insisting, convinced that Ye Chen harbored guilt and sympathy for her, he found himself utterly speechless.

Truth be told, Ye Chen remained uncertain about his emotions toward this girl at the moment; it probably wasn't the romance between a man and a woman.

Whatever those feelings truly were, the top priority right now was getting Zhao Ziwei back to the hospital for ongoing treatment.

That was the sole way Ye Chen could truly aid the girl.

"Ziwei, can we not talk about this now? Please come back to the hospital with me later." Ye Chen urged, growing a bit anxious.

"Why should I go back to the hospital with you? Who are you to me, and why should I listen to you?" Zhao Ziwei shot back.

Somehow, Zhao Ziwei had turned into a prickly hedgehog, her sharp defenses barring anyone from getting close.

Ye Chen realized the incident had dealt a heavy blow to Zhao Ziwei.

Silently, he laid his hand lightly on Zhao Ziwei’s shoulder and patted it tenderly.

The warmth from behind caused Zhao Ziwei’s body to stiffen, her delicate face to flush crimson, and her heart to pound wildly.

This marked her first time being so near to a man; how could she avoid feeling nervous?

"Don’t worry, I’m here, everything will be alright." Ye Chen soothed her.

Just as Zhao Ziwei prepared to argue back, Mrs. Zhao’s voice echoed through.

"Ye Chen, Ziwei, dinner is ready."

Blushing deeply, Zhao Ziwei strode ahead, with Ye Chen trailing close behind.

The sight that greeted Mrs. Zhao made her tense up slightly, as she wondered if the pair had gotten up to something in the room.

Why else would her daughter wear such an expression?

Though these thoughts swirled in her mind, Mrs. Zhao held her tongue.

Such prying questions felt far too embarrassing, and old as she was, she wasn't clueless.

The trio settled at the table, where Mrs. Zhao kept dishing food onto Ye Chen’s plate nonstop, treating him just like a son-in-law.

"Ye Chen, come taste the dishes your aunt cooked, have some of this."

"Here, have some more of this."

Quickly, Ye Chen’s bowl brimmed with food—ribs, chicken, beef, veggies, and all sorts.

Troubled, Ye Chen pondered how he’d manage to eat it all.

He hurriedly responded: "Thank you, auntie, that’s enough, I can’t eat all of this."

Mrs. Zhao’s cooking proved exceptionally tasty; even Ye Chen, no stranger to five-star restaurant fare, lavished it with praise.

"Ziwei, why aren’t you serving Ye Chen some dishes?" Mrs. Zhao chided with a reproachful look.

From the moment they emerged, the air felt oddly tense.

Were they boyfriend and girlfriend, her daughter would certainly be serving Ye Chen food.

Instead, Zhao Ziwei kept her gaze lowered, munching away without glancing at Ye Chen.

This left Mrs. Zhao concerned, convinced the two had argued.

"Ziwei, did you two have a quarrel?" Mrs. Zhao asked outright.

Zhao Ziwei stayed mute, but Ye Chen chimed in: "Auntie, nothing much, I was just advising Ziwei to stay a few more days in the hospital, but she’s a bit reluctant, perhaps you could help persuade her."

A clever spark hit Ye Chen, leading him to this tactic.

Zhao Ziwei struck him as an obedient daughter, certain to heed her parents.

"Ziwei, Ye Chen is right; after all, with doctors and nurses in the hospital, any issues can be immediately addressed. If you stay home and have pain at night, wouldn’t we still have to go to the hospital?" Mrs. Zhao persuaded swiftly.

The ploy hit its mark perfectly.

Zhao Ziwei pouted and grumbled: "Fine, after dinner, I’ll go back to the hospital with Ye Chen."

With that, she shot Ye Chen a fierce glare, met by his smug grin.

Mrs. Zhao caught every bit of it, yet she opted for silence.

She trusted the young ones to sort their own affairs.

Finishing their meal, the pair bid Mrs. Zhao farewell.

Ye Chen took the wheel, ferrying Zhao Ziwei back to the hospital.

The drive passed in utter silence, neither knowing what to say.

As they entered the hospital, the young nurses spotted Zhao Ziwei in her gown returning alongside Ye Chen and sprang up from their chairs.

Her wordless exit earlier had put some blame on these nurses too.

"Miss Zhao, you’re finally back; it’s been worrying us so much!" One nurse stepped up and exclaimed.

She then eyed Ye Chen and added: "Miss Zhao, you know that after finding out you left the ward, Mr. Ye searched every corner of the hospital like a madman. Such a good man, you should cherish him."

Joy flickered in Zhao Ziwei’s heart, but dwelling on her disfigurement brought sharp pain.

"Alright, nurse sisters, I’ve found her for you, make sure she doesn’t go missing again." Ye Chen teased.

Saying nothing, Zhao Ziwei headed into her room.

Ye Chen followed right after, stepping inside too.

With Zhao Ziwei safely in the hospital now, Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

While she stayed in the hospital, he could assist the girl in regaining her beauty, possibly even surpassing her former attractiveness.

Naturally, this had to be handled secretly to avoid Zhao Ziwei's awareness.

Ye Chen helped Zhao Ziwei get comfortable in bed and remained to talk with her.

"Ziwei, what do you want to eat tonight? I’ll get it for you."

Zhao Ziwei was just about to respond when Ye Chen’s phone rang at the worst possible moment.

Out of consideration for the girl’s feelings, he ignored the call.

He checked the caller ID and spotted Song Xiaoxiao; Zhao Ziwei noticed it too and recognized her as Ye Chen’s girlfriend.

Her smile faded away immediately, and she spoke coldly: "Ye Chen, leave. I want some quiet time alone; there’s no need for you here."

Dismissed abruptly, Ye Chen stayed silent.

He understood Zhao Ziwei’s emotions well; it was wiser to give her space.

A nurse walked in with a smile: "Miss Zhao, here is your medicine."

Ye Chen took the medicine from the nurse, replying: "Okay, thank you."

After the nurse departed, he produced a Beauty Enhancement Pill, snapped off a small fragment, and secretly replaced the nurse’s medication with it.

In her current condition, Zhao Ziwei wouldn’t scrutinize the pill she ingested.

This created the perfect chance for Ye Chen to aid Zhao Ziwei.

"Ziwei, take this medicine, and I’ll go," Ye Chen said as he set the pill and water in front of Zhao Ziwei.

Not even glancing at it, Zhao Ziwei popped the medicine into her mouth and swallowed some water.

"I’ve taken it; you can leave now," Zhao Ziwei remarked sharply.

With Zhao Ziwei having swallowed the pill, Ye Chen felt relieved and turned to exit.

Upon fully digesting the Beauty Enhancement Pill, Zhao Ziwei’s appearance would recover, becoming even more stunning than previously.

Prior to departing, Ye Chen advised: "Ziwei, rest well, don’t overthink, call me if anything comes up."

As she watched Ye Chen’s retreating silhouette, tears cascaded down Zhao Ziwei’s cheeks.

The moment Ye Chen exited the room, a system notification echoed in his mind.

"Ding, congratulations host, a new Worldwide Delivery order has been received. Do you accept?"

Yet another order! Who might he run into this time? The prospect thrilled Ye Chen.