C14 Her Daughter

Ye Zichen dragged his tired body home with blisters already formed on his feet. It would be a good idea to save several tens of dollars.

When he thought about how Lin Yuze had taken a fancy to my lyrics, all of his fatigue vanished …

Actually, if he didn't fire me, I wouldn't have …

Forget it, that sentence shouldn't be blamed on anyone else.

Tonight …

I quietly lay down by my lifeless mother's side. After tonight, I won't be able to see my mother for a year …

I wanted to experience her warmth once more. Perhaps in this world, only my mother would treat me well. Perhaps she didn't even know that the person lying beside her was her daughter …

The rays of the morning sun shone on this shabby and cold little house, making it seem somewhat warm.

My eyes were filled with reluctance as I looked at my benevolent mother lying on the bed.

How old are you all? You're already 20, and you're still relying on your parents. I really can't grow up.

However …

I'm worried about my mother's illness! Mother would piss, eat, and sleep whenever she wanted. I wrote all of this down on a piece of paper, not knowing if the social workers would follow the instructions written on the paper.

There were some broken bird's nest in the fridge. I bought these supplements for my mother with the money from the customers. I had never eaten them before …

The social worker opened my door. It was a middle-aged woman in her thirties.

"I'll have to trouble you in the future." I bowed deeply to the social worker.

In the future, she will have to take over my position to take care of my mother. Maybe she doesn't understand why she still needs a social worker to take care of her daughter even if she has a daughter.

Perhaps I am unfilial, if I could work harder, I would not be separated from my mother for a year.

"Right." The social worker nodded.

I left the simple house with a small amount of luggage, and took the subway and bus according to the address before finally arriving near Yun AoTian's home.

As his house was in a high-class villa area, every household would have a car, so there was no direct train that could reach his house. Thus, they had to walk for a while.

Twenty minutes later, I could feel that the blisters on my feet were worn out and my socks were wet.

He finally arrived at his villa.

A magnificent villa stood before me.

Fountain, swimming pool and artificial garden could be seen inside the big iron gate. The two-storey villa in the middle seemed like a dream.

I only read about this kind of house on TV and in novels, but now that I'm about to enter this villa, I can't help but feel a little nervous.

I don't know if I can do a good job as a female servant here, if I'll use the electrical appliances here, and if I'll come with everyone here.

With an uneasy feeling in his heart, he pressed down on the walkie-talkie beside the metal door.

"This is the Yun Family, may I ask who you're looking for?"

"Hello, my name is Han Yi'er. I'm a female servant invited by Mister Yun."

"Yi'er?" The other side of the intercom seemed to be a little agitated. After a moment, it calmed down and said, "Please come in."

Why was he so excited when he heard my name? I don't understand.

The metal door automatically opened, and I walked around the fountain and swimming pool. Trembling, I knocked on the villa's door …

[To be written in the third person style in the future]

Han Yi'er had officially entered the Yun Family mansion …

The door to the villa slowly opened. A middle-aged man around forty years old stood in front of her.

When his sharp eyes met Han Yi'er's, he was stunned for a moment.

Why were both the middle-aged man and Mr. Yun paying particular attention to his eyes?

The same thing happened the first time he met Mister Yun. It was only that the first time they met, he was called Yi'er and even wanted her to be his contracted fiancee. It seemed a little strange. Although Han Yi'er's heart was filled with doubts, Yun AoTian had already suggested not to ask about the reason. Furthermore, as long as she did her job well, there was no need for further investigation.

"Hello." Han Yi'er nodded politely.

"Follow me." The tone of the middle-aged man was stiff, and one could feel that he was a very strict person.

Following the middle-aged man into the mansion, the hall's floor was a red stalls that led to the door at the end. There were several rooms on both sides of the corridor that seemed to be servants' rooms and kitchens.

Pushing open the glass door at the end of the corridor, Han Yi'er saw the living room of the villa.

The decorations were unique and elegant, not losing any of their extravagance.

The crystal chandelier hung in the middle, and the large leather sofa was almost as big as Han Yi'er's bed.

On the other hand, Yun AoTian was sitting on the sofa, wearing a nightgown as he read a newspaper. His firm and white chest muscles were revealed through the gaps in his nightgown.

It was no wonder that such a broad, firm chest felt so warm and reliable the first time he embraced it.

I looked at it and it was about eight o'clock. He probably hasn't gone to work yet.

"Master, the servant you invited is here."

After the middle-aged man finished his report, Yun AoTian put down the newspaper in his hands and looked at Han Yi'er. Her plain and simple attire was very different from the time he had seen her in the nightclub. But would Miss Wine not have the money to buy clothes? Heh! Yun AoTian laughed disdainfully in his heart.

"Mister Yun."

Ignoring Han Yi'er's politeness, Yun Ao Tian turned and walked towards the stairs …

His chest felt a little stuffy. He was afraid that his heart was no longer worth anything to him. Embarrassment filled Han Yi'er's face as she stood rooted to the spot, unsure of what to do.

"Follow me!"

He followed behind him obediently. The blisters on his feet prevented Han Yi'er from walking normally, but the moment he showed it, he would definitely think that he was acting, causing others to feel sympathy for him.

He tried his best to endure the pain and maintain a normal posture as he walked up to the second floor with him …

The second floor was the bedrooms. Yun AoTian stopped right in front of the doors at the end of the hallway. Hesitating for a moment, he looked at Han Yi'er coldly, "When we enter, I'll tell you to call out Uncle Yun, do you understand?"

Uncle Yun? Wasn't a servant supposed to call him Old Master? Although she wasn't clear on Han Yi'er's reasoning, she still nodded her head in understanding.

The door opened, and the huge room was filled with light. The atmosphere in the bedroom was warm and soothing. If his mother also lived in such a mansion, it would be helpful to her, wouldn't it?

Heh, it was just a wild hope that his abilities were far from enough to make his mother feel comfortable and comfortable. Otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen to his current state, and wouldn't have been able to accompany his mother. Han Yi'er's heart was filled with remorse. Every second of every minute, she was thinking of telling her mother to live a good life. Being only 20 years old while bringing her mother down from the countryside and into the city to establish a solid foundation was not easy, but she was not satisfied with this …