C6

Yi Qing smiled elegantly as she brushed away the hair on her forehead. "I'm not tired. Let's go upstairs."

The two walked side by side towards the villa's hall. At that moment, Mo Xiaozhu really felt that she was unnecessary, so she could only follow behind them slowly.

It was clearly a short distance, but she felt like it had been a long century. Before, she had some thoughts about Shui Junyu, but now, it seemed like it was completely unnecessary. She could tell that their relationship was not ordinary from the moment they walked into the villa.

The beautiful crystal chandelier extended from the top floor of the villa all the way to the main hall. It was so dazzling that people couldn't shift their eyes away from it, and while the verdant chandelier was walking in front, she said to her, "Turn left on the first room on the second floor, go in and take a bath, and then press the bell at the head of the bed."

"You all want to... "What do you want?" Mo Xiaozhu was panicking. It couldn't be that the Shuijun Yu wanted her man tonight, right? Otherwise, what was a bath?

Qing Qing turned around. "Hur hur, are you in such a hurry?"

Yu walked up to Yuan Run Qing and bent down to kiss her forehead. "Good night." After saying good night, he turned around and left in large strides. From beginning to end, he did not even glance at Xiao Zhu.

As long as he didn't touch her tonight, she would be at ease. She heaved a sigh of relief. "Miss Yuan, I'll be leaving first."

"Please call me Mrs. Shui from now on." The cold voice of a female made her feel at ease, but she was unable to think of what to do next.

"Yes, Mrs. Shui." Since Yuan Shuijun was his wife, how could he be willing to let his husband bring her back?

She was confused, but there was no way to find the answer right now.

The Yuan family's guest room was also very beautiful. It had fine mahogany furniture, and all the decorations from the lamp to the bed sheets were exquisite.

In the washroom, Mo Xiaozhu praised the extravagance of the place. The bathtub was very big, and it was more than enough for two people to lie in it.

She quickly twisted the flower bud out of her hand and took a shower. For some reason, her heart was not at ease. She washed well and found a new pajamas to change into. It was as if this room was specially prepared for her. Mo Xiaozhu nervously drooped her head as she owed Shuijun Yu and Yuanyuan Shuiqing. Besides, she had promised him that she would let him come, so at this moment, she could only obey him.

"No, that's not it. It's just a wash …" She couldn't finish her sentence. It really gave her a bad feeling to be allowed to take a bath, but bathing in such a place like this was normal. She simply rang the bell, and after calming down, she continued, "Is it you who wants to see me?"

"Well, yes." After she finished speaking, she turned around and glanced at Shui Junyu with a gentle smile, as though she was a little wife. "Jun Yu, are you tired? Go to sleep first." Yes, Mo Xiaozhu felt that her feeling now should not be wrong. Yuan Shuiqing must be Shui Junyu's wife. The names of this couple were a little similar, both having a kind of quaint charm to them.

As if to verify her thoughts, Shui Junyu walked up to Yuan Shuiqing and leaned over to kiss her forehead. "Good night." After saying good night, he turned around and left in large strides. From beginning to end, he did not even glance at Xiao Zhu.

As long as he didn't touch her tonight, she would be at ease. She heaved a sigh of relief. "Miss Yuan, I'll be leaving first."

"Please call me Mrs. Shui from now on." The cold voice of a female made her feel at ease, but she was unable to think of what to do next.

"Yes, Mrs. Shui." Since Yuan Shuijun was his wife, how could he be willing to let his husband bring her back?

She was confused, but there was no way to find the answer right now.

The Yuan family's guest room was also very beautiful. It had fine mahogany furniture, and all the decorations from the lamp to the bed sheets were exquisite.

In the washroom, Mo Xiaozhu praised the extravagance of the place. The bathtub was very big, and it was more than enough for two people to lie in it.

She quickly twisted the flower bud out of her hand and took a shower. For some reason, her heart was not at ease. She washed well and found a new pajamas to change into. It was as if this room was specially prepared for her.

Could it be that all the servants in the Shui Family lived in rooms of such high quality?

This is a little unrealistic.

Wiping his hair, Mo Xiaozhu walked out of the bathroom thinking of Yuan Shuiqing's words. Mo Xiaozhu could only press the bell on the bedside. Soon, the other party picked up the call and hung up.

Just when Mo Xiaozhu was in a daze, the door to her room was pushed open, and Yuan Runqing walked in. Behind her were two women, both in their forties, each holding a box, which looked like the kind of box that patients often carried on their back.

"You … What are you guys doing? "