novelraw Chapter 211 - 140. Then you can put aside your work and come back to accompany me.
Chapter 211 - 140. Then you can put aside your work and come back to accompany me.
A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. Aunt Zhou stopped what she was doing and went to open the door.It was a young man who looked like he was in his twenties, dressed in a suit, looking very spirited.
"Who are you looking for?"
Liu An was chosen from hundreds of interviewees to become Mu Jin Huan’s assistant; there must be a reason for this.
Though he usually seemed a bit unserious, he was very earnest when it came to business, "Hello, I am Liu An, President Mu’s assistant. Has Madam woken up?"
"Yes, she has, she’s having breakfast."
When Liu An received a call from Mu Jin Huan, he already knew that Nan Wan was awake, or President Mu wouldn’t have asked him to come over now.
But since he had previously offended Mrs. Mu, every word he said had to be chosen carefully.
"That’s good, President Mu instructed me to come and replace everything in the bedroom. It might be a bit noisy and disturb Madam’s rest."
Aunt Zhou fully opened the door, glanced at the people in work clothes behind Liu An, and said, "Then I’ll inform Madam first."
Liu An smiled politely, "Okay, I’ll wait outside."
Aunt Zhou turned around, walked into the dining room, and explained the situation to Nan Wan.
While eating, Nan Wan nodded to show she understood, her voice indifferent, "Let him come in."
Aunt Zhou acknowledged, found a clean pair of slippers at the door, and after Liu An changed into them, he walked into the dining room with a fawning smile, "Madam, you look great today."
Nan Wan put down her chopsticks, leaned back against the chair, and didn’t respond, watching him perform closely.
Liu An’s mental fortitude had long been developed, and embarrassment was non-existent at this moment; he just said whatever sounded nice.
Zhao Ying heard the commotion from her room; she hadn’t slept all night, sitting on the bed hugging her knees, shivering despite the heater being on.
In the morning, before Sir went out, he didn’t mention what happened last night, and that woman didn’t come to her after getting up, as if nothing had happened. Everything was unnaturally calm, almost terrifyingly so.
She originally didn’t want to come out, intending to feign illness, but she might go crazy if this continued.
Taking a deep breath, she got off the bed and left her room.
Aunt Zhou, standing in the dining room, couldn’t bear it anymore and initiated a conversation with Liu An, "Xiao Liu, the items in Sir’s bedroom are new, why replace them?"
This villa is brand new, and the furniture was delivered by Liu An months ago. Before getting married, President Mu seldom returned home, mostly staying in hotels, so the furniture inside was essentially new.
He didn’t understand the world of the wealthy, "President Mu said... it’s tainted with dirt."
Zhao Ying, just coming out of her room, happened to hear these words, and her already pale face turned even paler. Her hands clenched at her sides, nails dug deeply into her palms.
Dirt...
In Sir’s eyes, is she just dirt?
Because she had lain on the bedroom bed, everything had to be replaced...
From Nan Wan’s angle, she could see Zhao Ying frozen in the living room and shifted her gaze away after just one glance, her expression remaining placid.
She picked up her chopsticks again, clipped a piece of bamboo shoot, and said in an indifferent tone, "Go ahead and move it, just don’t step on my dog."
Liu An got the permission and quickly responded, "Sure, sure, I’ll remind them to be careful."
Including Liu An, there were four people, and there weren’t enough spare slippers in the house, so Aunt Zhou let them in directly, planning to wipe the floors clean afterward.
A group of people went up and down, still wearing leather shoes, their footsteps very jumbled. Barton joined in the bustle, running back and forth, making Liu An worry to death, afraid of stepping on the beloved pet by accident.
Nan Wan wasn’t bothered at all, continuing to eat her meal and drink her soup.
After preparing four cups of tea and placing them on the living room coffee table, Aunt Zhou noticed Zhao Ying still standing there, looking pale and weak, with heavy dark circles indicating discomfort.
She walked over to Zhao Ying, held her unsteady body, and asked with concern, "Xiao Zhao, are you having a fever?"
Zhao Ying forced a smile, like being choked, her voice hoarse, "No, just my stomach feels a bit uncomfortable, didn’t sleep well last night."
Aunt Zhou thought she looked even stranger. Earlier, when she went upstairs, she was taken aback by the mess on the bedroom floor. She didn’t know what had happened — usually, her sleep wasn’t very deep, and she should have heard the disturbance, but last night she slept as if dead, knowing nothing.
Sir said Zhao Ying accidentally knocked over the chicken soup sent by Old Madam Nan, burning her hand. He didn’t make Xiao Zhao clean up, but she saw no burn marks on Zhao Ying’s hands. Could it not be suspicious?
It was strange indeed, but Zhao Ying’s pale face was genuine. Aunt Zhou, soft-hearted and not disliking this girl, was a bit worried, "Madam is having breakfast in the dining room. Why don’t you take a leave and see a doctor?"
Zhao Ying quickly replied, "No need, I feel much better and can work."
At this time, she couldn’t lose her composure. Since those two acted as if nothing happened, she must also put on a decent act. If Madam found out, she certainly would not be able to stay here.
So, she couldn’t panic.
Aunt Zhou didn’t insist, held her steady, then went to the dining room to accompany Nan Wan for a meal and chat.
After running back and forth a few times, Barton lost interest and stopped following Liu An and his team, opting to go to the dining room instead, resting at Nan Wan’s feet.
Seeing Nan Wan holding a porcelain spoon, merely stirring the chicken soup in her bowl instead of drinking it, Aunt Zhou softly said, "Madam, if you don’t want to drink it, I’ll take the soup back to the kitchen and won’t tell Sir."
Aunt Zhou’s chicken soup was very light, Nan Wan didn’t find it difficult to swallow but having already drunk a bowl, having another really felt a bit much.
She put down the porcelain spoon, leaned back into the chair, and told Aunt Zhou, "I’m done eating. Please take everything back."
Aunt Zhou responded, beginning to clear the bowls and chopsticks from the dining table.
With people constantly moving things back and forth in the living room, Nan Wan, too lazy to move, stayed in the dining room, leaning on the chair back, playing with Barton.
Her exquisite features displayed a light, shallow smile, and she seemed entirely relaxed.
The beauty and her beloved pet were a sight to behold.
A worker, carrying a bedside table down the stairs, inadvertently glanced into the dining room. Initially unintentional, he found his gaze stuck there.
Sunlight streamed through a dining room window, pouring onto the woman seated on the chair, her beautiful face slightly lowered, surrounded by a halo, each hair strand clearly defined.
He found himself somewhat entranced.
Liu An, after sipping some tea, turned, intending to continue moving furniture upstairs. He noticed the worker paused in the center of the living room.
Following the worker’s gaze, after just one look, he didn’t dare to glance anymore.
He quickly walked over, blocking the worker’s view with his body, his expression stern, issuing a solemn warning, "Mind your work, don’t look where you shouldn’t!"
The worker snapped out of his daze, lowered his head, and coughed lightly, "Oh, okay."
After this caution, he didn’t dare glance towards the dining room again.
After about half an hour, all the furniture, decorations, and everyday items were replaced.
Having the other workers leave first, Liu An wiped his hands and went to the dining room, respectfully saying, "Madam, everything has been replaced with new items. If there are no other instructions, I won’t disturb your rest."