Flashy Circle 3

The "Valley" Club is a women's club invested by Mrs. An. It has been in business for more than a year and has performed well.

There are roses in full bloom in the atrium of the clubhouse, and the sweet fragrance is everywhere.

Mrs. An was sipping tea with Peng Suzhi, the third daughter of the Peng family, under a sun umbrella.

After taking a sip of pure Earl Gray tea, Mrs. An put down the teacup with satisfaction, "I have stolen half a day's leisure."

Ms. Peng San smiled, "It seems that the babies can toss."

"That's not it." Mrs. An smiled, "The two little ones have enough energy. After walking and running later, I guess my old bones are about to fall apart."

"What did you say? Children and grandchildren are blessings. Auntie, you are just blessed."

Mrs. An shook her head with a smile, "I'm old, I've only taken care of children for a while, and my hands and feet are sore."

"Then it's right for you to come here, I'll have someone give you a massage to relax."

Mrs. An was a little interested, "How about the gesture?"

"That's good. It's a boy."

"Oh?" Mrs. An raised her eyebrows, motioning for the other party to continue.

"He is 19 years old this year. He is a part-time job recruited by our club. He was just doing odd jobs, but once one of our masseuses had an accident, he did the top job. Unexpectedly, the gestures were very good and the customers were very satisfied."

"After we asked, we found out that his parents died early, and he lived with his grandmother, who also passed away soon. He was young and could only learn from a massage therapist in a hair salon."

"He has worked here for a period of time. He has a good character. Everyone likes him very much. He is also good-looking. Many clients come for him. It is not easy for him to pass the college entrance examination by himself. We take it as a gift for him. A work-study opportunity for him.”

After listening, Mrs. An nodded, "He is a resilient child, it's not easy. Well, let him give me a massage."

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Lu Xi carefully washed his fingers in the staff preparation room.

Just now Miss Peng sent someone to tell him that he was going to give Mrs. An a massage, and told him to prepare well.

He dabs the edges of the nails with a soft-bristled brush, methodically.

The thing I have been looking forward to will come true today, and it feels unreal.Even though it was unreal, Lu Xi's reaction was no longer as green and uneasy as a teenager's.

That kind of feeling can only be felt when meeting An Yin in the past.

After washing his hands, Lu Xi slowly dried the water on his hands with a clean white towel.Everyone here believed his story—he was a strong teenager who made his own way.This appearance helped him a lot, as long as he lowered his eyes slightly, he could look very pitiful.

This is a women's club, and there are very few men. His existence provides a good place for the overflowing motherhood.The means of pleasing that I learned in CATHEDRAL were handy here.

When Lu Xi applied for a part-time job here, his purpose was to meet Mrs. An, the mother of An Yin and An Chen.The relationship between An Chen and An Yin is wrong.How can they be together?Who can allow such a thing?

The idea started out as a small flame, which continued to burn without fire.But the news that An's family had an heir caused the little fire to turn into a big fire in an instant.

An Chen actually had a child.

An Chen betrayed An Yin and had a child of his own.Poor An Yin, what should he do?He likes An Chen, so much that he wants to use a double to comfort the pain of lovesickness, but the hateful An Chen, unexpectedly let down the person who loves him like this.

They shouldn't be together.

Lu Xi wears a mask and works here, being kind and helpful to others.Not for nothing.He wants to gain trust, sympathy and opportunities, and then correct mistakes.

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Lu Xi came to the atrium.

Miss Peng introduced with a smile, "Lu Xi, this is Mrs. An."

"Hello Madam An." Lu Xi nodded respectfully.

Mrs. An nodded with a smile, looking at the child.His eyebrows and eyes are exactly the kind Mrs. An likes, so the latter didn't ask any more questions, "Today is a tight schedule, just beat my shoulders and rub my arms for me."

"Ok."