CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

Han Zhiyu did not dare to delay any longer. She quickly packed up the painting rack and ran out with her wallet in her hands.    

She thought that since that madam had only gone out not long ago, she should be able to catch up with her by chasing after with all her might.    

However, when she chased after her for about ten minutes, she found nothing and had no choice but to return bitterly.    

Sitting back under the shade of the tree, Han Zhiyu thought that perhaps the madam would find out that her wallet was lost and come back to look for it.    

So she set up the easel again and greeted the business while waiting for the lady to come back.    

When the sun was setting in the west, the people in the square also gradually dispersed. In the end, only Han Zhiyu was left standing guard at the same place. She originally wanted to wait until the lady came back.    

But as the sky gradually darkened, she had no choice but to give up. In the end, she put away the easel and walked home.    

Until the night when she lay on the bed, Han Zhiyu's heart had been thinking about this matter. Looking at the exquisite wallet at the bedside, she felt that it was like. . . It was a heavy stone pressing on her heart, making it difficult for her to fall asleep.    

Early the next morning, Han Zhiyu finished breakfast and put the wallet into her bag before going out.    

There were more shops around the square. She wanted to try her luck and find a job.    

After all, the income from painting could not support her expenses anymore. She could not let Hee Yuanze come to help her anymore, so she could only think about finding a job.    

As she was not proficient in French and did not have any work experience, she could only choose simple jobs without technical requirements.    

But the result did not seem to be smooth. Until noon, she was rejected by the five shops.    

When she walked out of the shop dejectedly, her gaze was attracted by a figure not far away.    

It turned out that the madam from yesterday was looking for something under the shade of the tree. The only difference was that she brought a bodyguard in black with her this time.    

At this moment, under the scorching sun, people with piercing eyes could not open their eyes, but the lady did not care at all.    

She had a worried expression and a worried expression, as if she did not rest well. Even the parasol that she held up when she came was thrown aside by her and held by the bodyguard in black.    

Han Zhiyu immediately lifted her foot and walked in that direction.    

"Madam, the weather is hot and dry. You should rest first. " The bodyguard in black held the umbrella and helped her in the sunlight.    

"No need. " Madam firmly refused and continued to search.    

"But if you are sick, young master will worry. "The bodyguard in black looked at the sweat on her forehead and reminded again, "We didn't find her along the way, and the woman who was supposed to set up the stall didn't come today. I think she probably stole the money. "    

Madam's hands stopped moving and her soft eyebrows knitted together.    

It seemed that the woman yesterday earned her living by painting. There is no reason for her not to appear in the square today.    

Could it be that it was really as Aa Wei had said, she was such a money-minded person?    

Unknowingly, the pair of eyes that were as clear as mirrors on the easel appeared in front of her eyes once again.    

"Madam. . . " A shout from afar pulled her thoughts back. She turned her head and saw a woman in a plain dress walking towards her. To be more precise, she was running over.    

"Madam, are you looking for this?" Han Zhiyu stood in front of Madam and took out a wallet from her bag and handed it to her. "Yesterday, you fell on my stool. I wanted to return it to you, but when I ran out, you had already left. "    

When Madam saw the wallet, she immediately happily took it.    

"Madam, do you have anything missing?" Han Zhiyu smiled and reminded her.    

Madam opened the wallet, but to Han Zhiyu's surprise, she did not check the amount of money. Instead, she directly flipped to the inner layer and took out a photo. At that moment, her face revealed a genuine expression of relief.    

"Thank you so much. " The madam's gentle voice revealed that it was clean.    

"You are welcome. It was just a small effort. " Han Zhiyu did not mind and waved her hand.    

The madam's gaze once again fell on this woman. The scorching sunlight made her face flushed red, as if her clean face had been dyed with a blush, adding to the color of blood.    

Her black hair was loosely tied into a ponytail, swaying slightly in the air as the wind blew.    

The only thing that remained unchanged was her pair of clear eyes. Looking at it, one could feel a sense of tranquility.    

"You purposely waited for me here?" Madam looked at her face and asked.    

"I don't think so. " Han Zhiyu smiled and continued to reply. "I was waiting for you last night, but you did not come back after a long time, so I went home first. Then I came back today. "    

Madam's gentle eyes sized her up and down, then she asked, "Why didn't you draw here today?"    

When Han Zhiyu heard this, she somewhat bashfully spared her head, "To be honest, the income of painting currently is not enough to cover my expenses, so I plan to find another job. "    

"But you drew very well?" The madam asked in puzzlement.    

"Thank you for your compliment, Madam. There are many good people in this painting, and many of them are me. " Han Zhiyu looked around the square.    

Madam followed her gaze and only then did she notice that there were many people in the square who made a living by painting and understood.    

After Madam thought for a moment, she smiled and said to Han Zhiyu, "I still don't know your name?"    

"Ah, madam, just call me Little Yu. " Han Zhiyu originally wanted to announce her full name but was worried that it would leak out, so she had to be careful.    

"Little Yu, since you helped me find my wallet as a token of thanks, I'll treat you to a meal. " Madam suggested.    

"No need, no need. It was just a small effort. " Han Zhiyu hurriedly shook her hands to reject and then raised her wrist to look at the time. She apologetically replied, "Sorry Madam, I have to go to another store for an interview later. I'm afraid I can't go to eat, so I appreciate your good intentions. "    

After saying this, she grabbed her bag and turned around to leave.    

However, before she could take a few steps, there was a figure blocking in front of her.    

She looked up and saw that it was the bodyguard in black who was standing beside her.