Lucky to Have You Till the End

The aunt saw through Tang Xinyan's concerns and smiled, "Don't worry, sir, he is still young, not the kind of perverted old man you think, let alone he has a fiancée."

Tang Xinyan flushed and said embarrassedly, "Auntie, you are laughing at me!"

"It's normal for you to have this vigilance. When we work in people's homes, we are afraid of encountering bad employers."

Tang Xinyan nodded, "Yes!"

"At this point, you can rest assured that apart from being cold and unenthusiastic, our husband is very good in other aspects. He is not like some rich people who are still messing around with his fiancee. Mr. never did."

Tang Xinyan thought of Mo Chiwei somehow, he was also a good man with a clean body, and he never went outside to mess around when he was with her before.

After the aunt left, Tang Xinyan walked around the villa alone.

At first glance, it is a place where single men live alone. The decoration style is cold and hard, only black and white.

Up and down the villa, there is not even a picture of the owner. It seems that the one who didn't like taking pictures at first.

According to the time the aunt told her that the husband would return from get off work, Tang Xinyan prepared the food and brought it to the table.

It didn't take long before she heard the engine sound.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room with a wide angle of 180 degrees, she saw a tall figure coming down from the car.

When she saw the appearance of the figure, she was shocked.

After blinking and looking intently again, he still had that handsome and cold face.

God, is he the Mr. Weird in the mouth of my aunt?

Do you want to be so coincidental?

If he saw her here, would he drive her away like he did in the mall parking lot that day?

No, you can't let him see her.

She couldn't give up this wonderful opportunity to get along with him after finally finding him and being a servant in his villa.

But she must be recognized by him at a glance.

She has to think of a way.

Before the man entered through the gate, Tang Xinyan carried her bag and left through the back door.

...

Mo Chiwei received a call from his aunt at noon, and her plane returned to China in the afternoon.

I will return in about ten days.

She has arranged a servant to cook for him.

Mo Chiwei entered the door, looking frosty in the living room.

No sign of the new servant was seen.

Three dishes and one soup are already on the dining table in the living room.

The color, fragrance and taste are complete.

Mo Chili put down his briefcase and took off his suit jacket. He sat in a chair.

Picking up the tableware, he ate two bowls of rice.

In fact, the taste of the dishes is not much better than the aunt's cooking, but he inexplicably likes it.

Very strange feeling.

He picked up the spoon and took a sip of soup.

After drinking the first sip, he took a second sip.

Before long, almost half a bowl of soup was finished.

Looking at the food he had eaten almost, he leaned against the back of his chair.

Long fingers with distinct joints tapped the tabletop lightly.

In the past, only three taps would make my aunt come over.

What's the matter with the new servant?

After he came back, she didn't even show her face?

Mo Chiwei took out the cigarette and lighter from his trouser pocket, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

After smoking two cigarettes, the servant was not seen.

Mo Chiwei got up and walked upstairs with a grim expression.

...

The gate of the villa area.

Gu Ranran handed a bag to Tang Xinyan, "What on earth are you doing, mysteriously and mysteriously? Also, why don't you go back to live at night?"