C11 This Is the Era of Competing Fathers

Tang Yue was brought to a small courtyard. When he was told that the entire courtyard belonged to him, he suddenly felt a sense of superiority.

He had worked hard in the modern world for more than ten years before he bought a small villa. He had come here for more than a month and obtained a courtyard house without doing anything. In the future, he might even inherit the title of nobility and a large amount of inheritance. This was the age of competing with his father!

Pushing open the door and entering, Tang Yue first saw four men and four women welcoming him. Their backs were bent and their heads were lowered. They were the most humble kneeling posture.

Tang Yue felt that the reason why he was short-lived in his previous life was because he had been knelt by someone. Sometimes, the patient's family members were too emotional and he could not hold them back.

He did not expect that once he crossed over, he would have to continue to increase his lifespan.

Tang Yue coughed dryly. "Get up." These four men and four women should be the people Mrs. Huo mentioned.

When they stood up, Tang Yue's gaze swept over the four maids. From the looks he had accumulated when he studied human anatomy, they were indeed beautiful! Even if she wore a normal cloth dress, it was hard to cover her curvaceous figure.

However, although she was beautiful, her temperament was lacking. She was more like a doll that was held by strings.

Tang Yue walked past them calmly. When he entered the house, he first looked at the living environment and instantly thought of a word: low-profile luxury.

The room was very simple. There was a carved wooden bed, a round table, and a large wardrobe. There was a wooden rocking chair by the window. It was full of solid wood furniture. The table was covered with a crude tea set that could be placed in a museum. The rocking chair was covered with a complete tigerskin, and on both sides of the bed stood two copper lamps that looked like cranes.

"young master, can you take a bath and change your clothes first?"

Tang Yue had not taken a comfortable hot bath since he was reborn. He immediately nodded and followed the beautiful maid to the bathroom.

The bath room was on the west side of the room. A large wooden bucket filled with hot water was placed behind the screen. Tang Yue's hand was just placed on his belt when he was hugged from behind.

He cried out in fright. He turned around and asked with widened eyes, "What are you doing?"

The maid was also shocked. She knelt on the ground and answered in panic, "I... I just want to change young master's clothes."

Tang Yue waved his hand and turned around. "No need, no need. I'll do it myself. You guys go out."

Were these women too thirsty? They took off their outer clothes as soon as they entered the room. At this moment, they were only wearing a thin layer of clothing. It was tightly attached to their bodies, making their curvaceous bodies appear as if they were shadows.

Since he had already taken off his clothes, was he sure that he was only going to help him take off his clothes?

When he finished speaking, the four women's bodies trembled. They lay on the ground and asked in a low voice, "young master, are you not willing to serve me?"

It was a lifetime of fortune for maids like them to be liked by young master in his room. However, if young master did not like them, they would be sold out at will.

"No, I am just not used to it. In the future, when I wash... I do not need you to serve me during the bath. All of you can leave."

The maids probably knew about his background as well. Seeing that his eyes were clear and without any desire, they could only grit their teeth and leave.

Tang Yue quickly closed the door and plugged it in. Only then did he dare to take off his clothes and go into the water.

Outside the house, four maids stood obediently under the porch. One of the younger ones could not help but ask, "Three older sisters, does young master hate us?"

"Don't talk nonsense. If Madam asks, she will only answer that young master is not used to being served by others."

"Yes."

Tang Yue took a hot bath and changed into new clothes. After going back and forth several times, he finally figured out how to wear these clothes.

After putting them on, Tang Yue didn't want to go out anymore. The light gray dress looked like it was wearing a skirt. The sleeves were wide enough to get in his way and the belt was tight. The most important thing was... the pants didn't have a crotch! Ah!

Tang Yue pulled at his clothes for a long time. He was not used to it.

He didn't study the fabric, but the fabric that Marquis's Mansion prepared for him was obviously a few grades higher than the ones he bought. The clothes were soft and cool, and it wouldn't hurt his skin at all.

Tang Yue tied up his wet long hair and walked out in a refreshing manner.

The four maids quickly surrounded him and squatted down to greet him. They carefully asked, "young master, can I help you hang your hair?"

Tang Yue hesitated for a moment and nodded. He really did not have any experience in dealing with this long hair. It would be great if he could cut it off.