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The one who opened the door was not Lu Cangyao, but a middle-aged woman in her forties.

Wen Xin's face changed slightly as she forced out a smile.

He hired a servant? Then —

Not daring to think too much, she carried her bag into the house and heard the maid behind her saying, "Mr Lu is busy in the study. He said that you will wait for him for a while when you come. I'll go prepare dinner."

So what he said about her cooking and housework was false?

After a brief moment of silence, Wen Xin smiled at her, then took her schoolbag and sat down on the sofa.

Since he was busy, he might as well do his homework.

One of the main reasons that Wen Xin chose to learn foreign languages was because she was free to work. If she learnt it well, she could take on a lot of jobs in university, so she lacked money. She had already earned quite a bit of tuition for herself through her translator.

In the evening she had her papers to do, so she began to write.

"This is not how it is translated."

The sudden voice made Wen Xin jump, when she raised her head, she realised that Lu Cangyao had unknowingly sat down beside her, and she was completely unaware of it?

The man followed her hand and wrote a few vigorous and forceful words on the side. She was stunned for a moment before realizing that his translation was more accurate. She couldn't help but admire him.

"Overall, it's not bad. You are only a sophomore, right? At this level, we can finally find a good translation job in the future. "

Not expecting him to praise her, Wen Xin smiled sweetly: "Thank you."

When she finished the paper, she carefully folded it and put it in her bag.

"Erm, are you done too?"

"Right."

With that, Lu Cangyao pulled her up from the sofa and laid down, he then ordered: "Come over and press down for me."

Wen Xin was embarrassed.

She wasn't a masseur. He was so rich, why didn't he find a professional?

The world of rich people was too hard to guess. Wen Xin looked at the sofa that was almost completely occupied by the men, hesitated for a moment, then knelt down.

After a few tentative taps with her small hand, she asked, "Is the strength good enough?"

"Right."

Lu Cangyao turned his head to the side and changed his posture. Only then did he realize that she was kneeling on the ground and pressing down on him. A glint suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly pulled her into his embrace.

Startled, Wen Xin looked at him with his heart beating faster: "I still haven't finished pressing."

"I thought you wouldn't."

She was at a loss.

Lu Cangyao squinted his eyes suspiciously as he sized her up. He had always been precise with others and gave her the money, so it didn't matter if she spent it or not. It was just that if Wen Xin was not as innocent as she looked on the surface, his interest in her would also decrease greatly.

He hated women with evil intentions.

"It's fine, there's no need to press."

Who said that a woman's heart is like a needle under the sea?

In the face of Lu Cangyao's strange words, other than being confused, Wen Xin was also confused: "Oh."

After dinner, Lu Cangyao introduced the Sis Qian to them. Only then did Wen Xin realise that she was going to be an apartment's servant in the future, and take care of their daily lives in a complicated manner.

After Sis Qian finished doing household chores, she entered her own room and did not come out again.

Wen Xin watched the TV with the fruit in her hands, but her mind was preoccupied. She had to go back home as soon as possible and find her uncle so that he could return the card to her.

Fortunately, his uncle didn't know the password.

"Go take a bath."

Puff — -

He couldn't be thinking about that divine horse right after he finished eating, right?

Wen Xin raised her head, seeing the unfathomable depths of the man's eyes, she quickly swallowed the apple: "Okay."

She took off her clothes and looked at the densely packed kiss marks on her body. Suddenly, she let out a sigh.

Could it be that he could only wear clothes that were well secretive to his lessons in the future? Would she suffer from heatstroke?