Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 380 - 378: The Recurrence of an Old Dream

Do you really have to put it so bluntly?

Jiayi quickly covered his mouth, "Speak softly, Mommy has already told you about this, don’t let Grandma know. Mommy can pay off this compensation by herself. If Grandma finds out, she will definitely worry. Look, Grandma is out teaching all the time, it’s so hard. Zaizai wouldn’t want Grandma to be unhappy, right?"

Zaizai didn’t speak for a long time and only nodded after a while.

Jiayi sighed with relief and pushed her son towards the outside, "Then you go to sleep first, Mommy will come to sleep with you after washing the clothes."

Zaizai hesitated to move, as if he had something to say but stopped himself.

"What’s the matter?" Jiayi asked curiously.

Zaizai looked at his fingers, "When you work as a maid at that bad uncle’s house, will he bully you like he did at the elevator door that day?"

This Mommy, really made him worry.

In front of that bad uncle who was like a big bad wolf, Mommy was just a little white rabbit.

Jiayi laughed, "No, Mommy is just going to clean, I won’t make him angry."

Zaizai was still a bit worried, and after hesitating to speak, he eventually closed his mouth.

After comforting Zaizai and watching him go back to his room alone, Jiayi closed the bathroom door, scrubbed the T-shirt carefully, washed it, put it in the dryer to dry, then folded it and put it into her handbag.

She would return it to that man next time she went to Disheng.

When she returned to her room, it was almost dawn; Zaizai had already fallen into a deep sleep, breathing evenly, his chubby white face red and flushed with sleep.

Jiayi tucked her son in, took off her shoes, and also went to bed.

"Mommy." In deep sleep, Zaizai habitually mumbled and hugged Mommy.

Jiayi patted her son and held him tightly, a warm current flowing into her heart.

If she could exchange her hardships for the peace and happiness of her family, what did it matter if she suffered a little or felt humiliated?

It’s just being a maid, after all. She would surely be able to endure it.

As the night deepened, Jiayi fell into a deep sleep.

The elusive dream she hadn’t had in a long time came tonight.

Ever since the car accident in S Country, which made her short-term memory of the past year blurry, that dream had repeatedly troubled her sleep.

But after returning to Yunling City, especially after giving birth to Zaizai, with life fully occupied by Little Meatball, gradually, Jiayi seldom had that dream anymore.

But today, it came again...

In the dream, that figure approached her step by step, just as in the past, suppressing her so she couldn’t retreat or avoid it.

The domineering masculine aura was suffocating, and in the dim light, it appeared so mysterious...

A heavy, sultry voice whispered in her ear, "Little Kitten..."

Every word seemed to be tinged with rich sparks, leaping onto her skin, making every inch of her skin feel like it was being tortured, burning hot, yet her whole body was limp.

Like every time she had this dream before, she wanted to see the face of the person in her dream clearly, but the view was hazy, and she just couldn’t see clearly.

Sometimes, just as she was about to raise her head and was about to see, her eyes would open and the dream would be over.

Just like right now—

In the dream, she used all her strength to push the figure in front of her, gave a low cry, raised her head, and then she sat up straight in bed, just like a carp flipping over!

Outside the window, the sun was rising, and it was daylight.

Next to her, Little Meatball was still sleeping soundly.

The sweat on her back had soaked through her thin nightgown, and Jiayi wiped the sweat off her forehead, but it couldn’t hide her heartbeat pounding like morning bells.

The dream she revisited tonight after such a long absence was more intense and bone-deep than ever before.

The touch of that person, his body heat, his breath, seemed as if they were within arm’s reach.

She once wondered what this dream represented, the person in it made her feel both tense and dependent.

Was it someone she knew?

But in her memory, there was no such person.

Then, could this person be from the year of memories she had lost?

She even thought that this person might be Zaizai’s biological father.

Yet, every time she woke up, she couldn’t help but mock herself, it was just a dream after all.

Moreover, she had given up any hope for Zaizai’s biological father long ago.

If that man were responsible, if he had even a trace of her in his heart, he would have found them, mother and son, by now.

Perhaps it was just as dad said, just a result of her indulgence in a night of passion to avoid marriage.

If so, that’s okay, the son is hers alone.

As for today’s recurrence of the old dream...

It must be because she’s been too tired lately.

After all, working two jobs is not that easy.

Jiayi took a deep breath and adjusted her emotions.

A new day was about to start.

She got out of bed and patted her son’s chubby little bottom, "Little lazy pig, time to get up."

——&——

Time passed like flowing water.

Jiayi gradually got the hang of her job as a designer assistant in Yundu, and she also became familiar with her work as a maid in the Disheng Villa.

Luckily, Mr. Huo did not live in the Disheng Villa every day.

Sometimes he seemed to not even be in Yunling City, probably away on business trips.

Not having to meet him every time made Jiayi feel much more relaxed.

Living a double life, being an elegant white-collar beauty by day and a groveling maid by night, was initially tiring for Jiayi, but she gradually became accustomed to it.

Though it was physically demanding, whenever she thought about working for a better life for Zaizai and Mommy, Jiayi felt invigorated and fulfilled.

With Zaizai’s help in cover-up, she managed to keep Tingxuan in the dark without arousing any suspicion.

After all, it was normal for a newcomer to stay late and work overtime in such a huge competitive company as Yundu.

As the probationary period was nearing its end, the atmosphere in the company began to get tense again.

At the end of the month, there would be an evaluation of the three-month probation period, which would determine if they could stay.

No sooner had they finished lunch than Fang Yao, the chief designer of the design department, walked out of her office and looked around before raising her voice,

"There’s a sample garment that was just designed that needs to be delivered to UA; whoever has less workload, help me run this errand."

Fang Yao, twenty-eight this year, was tall and slender with a short hair cut that gave her an efficient look, and her delicate features exuded a sense of pride and sharpness.

Despite her young age, she was already a pillar of Yundu’s women’s clothing department, overseeing several designers.

She graduated from the best fashion design college in Paris and worked in several well-known design houses in Europe, receiving multiple awards in fashion design competitions, and it was rumored she had even designed evening gowns for the royal families of Western and Northern Europe, giving her a solid reputation in the industry.

Yundu, of course, did not let such a well-qualified and educated returnee slip through the cracks.

Upon Fang Yao’s return to the country, she was headhunted by Yundu and took the position as the chief designer of the women’s clothing department.

For this reason, a group of young designer assistants who had just joined the company looked up to Fang Yao as their idol.

In addition, Fang Yao’s opinion would be extremely important in the evaluations following the end of the probation period; it could decide the newcomers’ fates, so naturally, the assistant designers were even more eager to please her.