C4

Mo Zhaoyun looked in the direction she pointed and saw four or five men coming out of the villa. The woman who had just pushed Gong Wan’er said something to them and all of them looked in Gong Wan’er's direction.

"How about I write you a promissory note?" Gong Wan’er had not realised what was happening, and suddenly raised his head.

"No need!" Mo Zhaoyun rejected them again, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw that the few men had already walked over.

Gong Wan’er's face was filled with awkwardness, and he was at a loss of what to do.

Mo Zhaoyun smirked, and pretended to be unconcerned: "How about this, our boss still lacks a babysitter. Let me talk to him, can I let him know if he can pay you?"

"You'd better make up your mind." He gestured behind her with his chin. "It'll be too late."

Gong Wan’er did not understand, but when he turned back, he saw that a few men had walked over quickly, aggressively wanting to catch her.

Her heart was thumping, and from afar, she saw Chen Litong tilting her head and raising his chin to look, and she was even more furious.

"You're crazy!" She turned to run.

Mo Zhaoyun reminded, "If you run like this, you won't even be able to get out of the district before you get caught."

"Then what should we do?" Gong Wan’er stopped and asked, he looked at Mo Zhaoyun, then his gaze landed on the carriage behind him, and pleaded: "Can you help to give me a ride?"

Mo Zhaoyun rejected it again, and set up a trap, "This is the owner's car, how could I dare to give a ride to a stranger?

"How am I a stranger? Aren't I lacking a nanny? I've agreed to it. Now that I'm considered an employee, isn't it too much to give me a ride? " Gong Wan’er said, thinking that he had hit it off lightly.

Mo Zhaoyun curled his lips unnoticeably.

"Get in." "Come on," he said, and went quickly around to the driver's side and opened the door.

Gong Wan’er was even faster than him as he jogged to the door of the front passenger seat. When he opened the door and looked inside, he saw that the few men were already there, just a few meters away.

"Hurry up and drive!" she urged, her hands moving.

With that, the car shot out like an arrow.

A few men jumped into the air, causing Chen Litong to be so angry that she jumped up and down.

"Fine, if you dare hit me, then watch how I deal with you." She took out her cell phone from her bag and dialed a few times. Soon, the call was picked up from the other side of the phone and even her face had changed, as she spoke with a smile, "Director Zhou …."

… ….

At the same time, Gong Wan’er, who was in the car, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the few men left behind.

"Thank you!" She turned her head to thank Mo Zhaoyun, her tone sincere.

Mo Zhaoyun turned the steering wheel, and ridiculed him, "Don't be so polite, you're not a stranger, we're now considered colleagues."

Colleagues?

One driver and one nanny, they were on a whole new level after what he had said!

Gong Wan’er was a little confused, he didn't think that with a shake of his body, he would have turned from a princess into an oppa Sang.

She sighed in her heart and hesitantly said, "College classes aren't tight, but I still have the piano, calligraphy and calligraphy classes to attend, so in terms of time …"

Mo Zhaoyun turned the corner light in his hand and recounted, "Like I said before, time is of the essence. Clean the house, you have to be more vigilant at night to prevent thieves from entering, you don't even know, when the boss returns, you can always wait for orders. This house is not the main house, the boss can't even come back a few times a month."

His voice was low, and when he spoke he raised his chin a little and loosened his tie.

Gong Wan’er's gaze unconsciously moved to his face and hands, and discovered that his skin was ridiculously good. Because even though it was a man who was slightly yellowish, he didn't have a single pimple or crease.

Eh?

Wait!

She was in the middle of sighing when her eyes suddenly stopped on the man's watch. She blurted out, "I saw this watch in my dad's cabinet. It cost several hundred thousand yuan."

The meaning behind his words was, how can a driver like you wear it?

When he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong and apologized, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it that way!"

Gong Wan’er said as he lowered his head, his face red from nervousness. She was homeless now, and had even ruined the expensive car, but not only did this man not rush her for money, he also did not call the police. Instead, he gave her a job and a place to live, and she actually spoke in such a manner.

Mo Zhaoyun raised an eyebrow under his sunglasses. He didn't expect her eyes to be so sharp.

"This is the reward from the boss at the end of last year. Work hard and the boss will not treat you unfairly." He casually dispelled the doubt in Gong Wan’er's heart.

She nodded and said seriously, "The boss is very generous."

They were generous, but they also demanded a lot of compensation.

A dark light flitted past Mo Zhaoyun's eyes, he once again turned the steering wheel, stepped on the brake, and the car slowly stopped.

Behind the cypress trees, a three-storey house gradually came into view.

"The boss also lives in this district." Gong Wan’er asked as the carriage came to a stop.

"Get out." Mo Zhaoyun did not reply, with one hand, he opened the car door and walked out.

With a "pa" sound, the car door closed. Gong Wan’er rushed out, and the moment her feet landed, she sucked in a breath of cold air. When she looked down, she realized that her slippers were no longer on her feet. The sharp stones beneath her feet made her little face wrinkle in pain.

Mo Zhaoyun turned his head around upon hearing his voice, and saw that Gong Wan’er had felt his gaze land on her feet.

"Come in." he said, striding up the steps, and then Fingerprint opened the door.

Gong Wan’er immediately followed after her, feeling somewhat comical as he jogged deeper and deeper.

As he entered, he gave Gong Wan’er a pair of slippers. Mo Zhaoyun went around the entrance and entered the room, while saying to Gong Wan’er: "You can stay on the first floor to familiarize yourself with the environment. I'll go and inform the owner."

Gong Wan’er hurriedly nodded, then realized that Mo Zhaoyun was not able to see it in front of her, and gently replied "Oh".

He lowered his head to take care of his wounds with a Band-Aid. He then realized that she had forgotten to bring her bag in such a hurry. She even wiped her pockets, but her phone was no longer with her.

"About that …" Gong Wan’er embarrassedly said, and stopped Mo Zhaoyun who was about to walk up the stairs, feeling a little awkward: "Can I borrow my phone for a bit?"

Mo Zhaoyun did not say anything and took out his phone to look at her.

In the end, Gong Wan’er dialed her uncle's number. She thought that since they were relatives, who else could they rely on at this time?

"Hello? "Who is it?" A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding rather impatient.

Gong Wan’er bit his lower lip, took a deep breath and said, "Hey, Uncle, I'm Yan'er."

The other side of the phone was silent for half a minute before the man's voice sounded again, "Evening, what's the matter?"

Gong Wan’er said in a low voice, "Uncle, can I borrow some money, I …"