Oops, I had a ONS With My Secret Ex-husband
Chapter 30 I, I am willing!

Chapter 30: Chapter 30 I, I am willing!

Upon hearing Ji Yu’s words, Tian, who had been caught in all kinds of turmoil deep within her heart, suddenly panicked.

"Huh? Sister Yu, are you saying you don’t need me anymore?"

Tian quickly reflected on how she’d been performing as an assistant over the years, turning it over in her mind endlessly, but couldn’t pinpoint anything she’d done wrong.

Still, Ji Yu’s words startled her, leaving her with the unsettling sense that she might have made a mistake.

Seeing Tian’s terrified expression, Ji Yu didn’t get upset. She simply smiled and softly explained.

"You’re my junior in the same field, and I’m well aware of your skills."

"In the past few years, due to personal reasons, I may have struggled to deal with clients directly. Just when your family encountered difficulties, you became my assistant. I hoped you could serve as a new representative to engage with people, partly for the sake of Renewed’s future."

"But now it’s different. You’ve learned how to interact with people. At the very least, you can handle any client calmly and face work without stage fright."

"Even though you were a bit intimidated by Gu Qixiao in the office yesterday, when it came to work-related communication, you performed admirably."

Ji Yu earnestly praised Tian’s improvement. Watching the young woman transform her tension into happiness, Ji Yu’s own face lit up with a smile.

"Still, you’ve also had the opportunity to become an outstanding plastic surgeon. It’s not that I don’t want you to be my assistant; I hope you can realize more of your own potential and value."

"Of course, if this is something you’re unwilling to pursue, just consider my words unspoken."

Before Ji Yu could leave after speaking, Tian hurriedly shouted in a loud voice.

"I... I’m willing!"

Though hesitant, the three words she uttered were resolute, simultaneously expressing Tian’s longing to become a plastic surgeon.

Hearing Tian’s response, Ji Yu smiled.

"Alright then, let’s get ready. Dion’s manager should be arriving soon."

The two quickly prepared Dion’s surgery negotiation materials, and by the afternoon, Sister Yan arrived at Renewed right on time.

Sister Yan was Dion’s manager, whose real name was Zhou Haiyan.

From their surname, one could deduce that Sister Yan was not only Dion’s manager but also Zhou Yan’s biological elder sister.

Back when Dion had just started out as a male artist, his youthful conservativeness held him back. It was Zhou Haiyan’s familial authority that helped Dion break through quickly.

At an award ceremony speech, Zhou Haiyan even had Dion loosen the collar of his suit slightly, winning him a wave of fans admiring his looks.

Since then, Zhou Haiyan had been recognized by Dion’s fans as the "most beautiful sister."

This "beauty" didn’t come from Zhou Haiyan’s appearance but from her understanding of how to showcase her brother’s allure.

"Sister Yan, this is Doctor Ji of Renewed."

Ji Yu, ever professional, never introduced herself by her full name. Ji Yu and Ji Yu sounded identical in pronunciation, and Ji Yu’s name was simpler. She always publicly presented herself as Ji Yu.

Moreover, Ji Yu was the name she’d used when she first came to the Ji family. Back then, the Ji family’s parents hadn’t planned to raise her permanently. It was later, at Ji Yuanzhou’s insistence, that they adopted her formally and renamed her Ji Yu.

As for the name Ji Yu, it was initially something Ji Yu had casually come up with after hearing people talk about "rainy seasons."

"Doctor Ji."

Sister Yan glanced calmly at Ji Yu, though her composed demeanor couldn’t entirely mask the swelling on her face caused by tears.

"Miss Zhou, please don’t worry. Dion will definitely wake up."

Ji Yu didn’t immediately discuss Dion’s surgical details, as the report data sent over yesterday made it clear that Dion wouldn’t wake up anytime soon.

"Doctor Ji, you’re too kind. Just call me Sister Yan." Sister Yan choked up at Ji Yu’s words, pulling a tissue from her pocket naturally.

"We’ve already brought in the most renowned doctors locally to treat Dion. His physical condition is stable now, but he hasn’t regained consciousness yet."

"Dion has always taken pride in his face, ever since he was young. Now that such a thing has happened, the first person I thought of was you, Doctor Ji."

"If... if Dion wakes up, we’ll have to trouble you to handle his surgery."

Zhou Haiyan didn’t demand that Ji Yu perform the surgery immediately. She was aware of Ji Yu’s little quirks and preferences in her work.

She only hoped that once Dion had recovered sufficiently, Ji Yu could help restore a face that was at least presentable.

As for being an "ageless male god," such idols were nothing compared to Dion being healthy and alive.

Zhou Haiyan didn’t directly voice these thoughts to Ji Yu, yet her intentions were apparent through the brief words exchanged.

"If that’s the case, let’s start by introducing some potential scenarios for Dion’s future surgery. Sister Yan, does that work for you?"

After confirming Sister Yan’s approval, Ji Yu had Tian hand over the materials they had prepared earlier. For quite some time, the three of them examined Dion’s surgical report and discussed various possible conditions and treatment plans in a small meeting room.

By the time they’d finished presenting Dion’s surgical plans, three hours had passed.

Before Sister Yan left, her face showed gratitude as she looked at Ji Yu.

"Doctor Ji, thank you!"

Seeing Sister Yan off, Ji Yu’s typically solemn expression shifted slightly as Tian followed her to their respective offices.

But soon enough, there was a knock outside Ji Yu’s office.

"Sister Yu, President Gu has sent someone to contact you again."

"Just refuse directly. From now on, decline anything related to Song Xuan."

Tian didn’t know how to respond to Ji Yu’s firm attitude.

While Ji Yu had always handled such matters similarly, her stance had never been as unyielding as this.

The current rigidity seemed to target someone specifically, though it was unclear whether it was due to Miss Song’s self-centeredness or President Gu’s persistent attempts to provoke Ji Yu.

Tian didn’t delve further into the matter.

Over her years as an assistant, the most important lesson she’d learned was not to ask questions about things she wasn’t supposed to know.

Except for occasional lapses, Tian usually excelled in her role as an assistant.

After rejecting Gu Qixiao’s request, Ji Yu found herself internally ranting about her ex-husband.

"For someone who’s a business tycoon, why did he pick such an idiotic mistress? The mistress especially has no brains..."

Just as Ji Yu was mentally griping about Gu Qixiao, a phone call from Feng Qinqin came through again.

Remembering that she hadn’t had time to check on Feng Qinqin due to being busy with Dion’s affairs the last couple of days, Ji Yu quickly answered the call.

On the other end, there was Feng Qinqin’s voice, clearly drunk.

"Yuyu, let me tell you, Cai Xun is such a scumbag!"