After hitting the Rolls-Royce, the top-tier green tea started fishing.

Ruan Zhining, with her back to Wen Chongyan and bent over, coughed violently in fright.

Footsteps approached from behind, and then a strong hand landed on her back, patting her very politely.

Only her palms were helping her catch her breath; her fingers didn't touch her at all.

It was supposed to be a very gentlemanly and reassuring gesture, but Ruan Zhining started trembling even more.

Before the man could even remove his hand, she bent down and hid under the table.

Wen Chongyan's hands were empty, and he saw the girl huddled under the small square table—

Only half of her foot was visible, her ankle was thin and white, and there were still red marks from being rubbed against the cement floor.

Her calves were still trembling. They looked even more delicate and frail through the very old blue trouser legs.

I'm even more afraid of him than before.

"Come out," Wen Chongyan said in a low voice. "I won't eat people."

...It seems that remaining silent is not an option.

Ruan Zhining covered her face and imitated Ruan Xiaocui's voice, speaking softly and weakly:

"I'm sorry, I... I got stung on the face by a bee, it looks awful... I'm so sorry, sob sob..."

Why are you crying?

And when she started crying, her voice was different from her previous stiff reply; it softened.

She reverted to being as delicate and sweet as she had been the other two times.

Wen Chongyan frowned. The moment he heard her soft sobs, the pity he felt for her at the beginning resurfaced.

So, he was just annoyed by Wen Xiyu.

Wen Chongyan's brow completely relaxed, and he spoke in a calm tone.

"You haven't done anything wrong to me, so there's no need to apologize. I'm here to ask you—my father has been hospitalized for an eye ailment these past few days and needs a female caregiver. I can pay you a high salary."

Wen Chongyan's father...

That is, Wen Xiyu's grandfather?

The old man of the Wen family, and... the kind of old man who can overshadow Wen Chongyan?!

Ruan Zhining's eyes lit up instantly.

Her mind raced, but her voice remained weak:

"Your...father? What does 'female caregiver' mean...?"

She is "Ruan Xiaocui," so it's normal that she doesn't know how to take care of a child.

Moreover, asking clearly is to ensure personal safety.

"I just take my father for a walk, pour him a glass of water, and put a pillow under his arm. The rest is handled by a professional doctor."

After a pause, Wen Chongyan seemed to be thinking of something that was giving him a headache, and his voice carried a hint of helplessness.

"My family has only had boys for generations, which causes my father to get headaches and feel nauseous whenever he sees a boy, so he needs a female caregiver. As for why I don't look for other girls, I think you are trustworthy."

If it were really Ruan Xiaocui, she might not understand, but Ruan Zhining understood instantly.

Who is Wen Chongyan's father? He was the previous head of the Wen family! No matter how old he is, countless women will flock to him.

"...Is that so?" she replied softly. "Then, how long will it take?"

"I won't let you be away from home for too long within a week," Wen Chongyan said calmly. "Your compensation will be at the highest level of caregiver standard, 10,000 yuan per hour. I will have my assistant hand over the responsibilities to you."

How much...?

Hourly wage...ten thousand?!

Ruan Zhining almost thought she had misheard.

Caregivers work at least 8 hours a day, plus overtime at night, earning 10 yuan a day... That's incredibly extravagant!

Hearing this only strengthened her resolve to marry into a top-tier wealthy family! With money, even retirement would be so secure!

She's going to marry into the Wen family!

The girl under the table didn't make a sound, but her breathing became noticeably rapid.

Wen Chongyan guessed that she was probably frightened and at a loss.

It's normal for a simple, honest country girl to have little experience of the world.

Sure enough, the next second, a faint sound came from under the table:

"Okay... thank you so much, Mr. Wen. Oh, you're so kind!"

Her voice is truly soft. She's also truly timid, and her voice even trembles with tears when she thanks people.

Is he that scary? Why does he always frighten her like this?

Wen Chongyan couldn't bring himself to bend down and pull the girl, so he just said in a low voice,

"Come out first, it's inconvenient to talk like this."

"good…"

Ruan Zhining responded weakly, but her eyes darted around mischievously.

Suddenly, she noticed a piece of cloth that Xiao Cui's daughter was playing with nearby.

She quickly pulled the cloth over and covered her head and face completely, even her eyes, leaving only a slit.

Only after she felt safe did she slowly climb out.

Her body was still trembling; she wasn't faking it. She was genuinely afraid of Wen Chongyan… she would instinctively tremble every time she saw him.

Wen Chongyan frowned when he saw her face, which was covered up tightly.

Ruan Zhining immediately explained, "I...I have bee stings on my face, it looks terrible..."

After saying that, he lowered his head in a rather "self-conscious" manner.

Although Wen Chongyan never paid attention to a woman's appearance, even through the cloth covering her face, he could tell that the contours of her face were those of a beautiful woman.

This kind of bone structure beauty is even rarer than skin beauty.

Wen Xiyu said that Ruan Zhining is the most beautiful woman, but that is obviously not the case.

Therefore, it's even less likely that he would have thought that way.

……

Ruan Zhining quickly packed a few of Xiao Cui's clothes and got into the car with Wen Chongyan.

This was Ruan Zhining's second time riding in a Rolls-Royce. She felt that her mindset had improved, and she enjoyed the ride very comfortably.

Eight-figure luxury cars are great; even when speeding along, they remain perfectly stable.

The destination was a secluded, upscale private hospital.

Wen Chongyan visited his father in the ward, but he was busy with work and left quickly after receiving a phone call.

Before leaving, Assistant Shao called Ruan Zhining back:

"Ms. Ruan Xiaocui, how would you like to pay?"

Ruan Zhining showed Ruan Xiaocui's QR code for receiving payments and soon received a notification: 20 yuan had been deposited into her account.

Assistant Shao: "This is your wages for two days. It's an advance to help you with household expenses."

20! Two days' wages! It's simply heavenly.

Is this the style of the richest family?

Perhaps because Wen Chongyan was not present, Ruan Zhining couldn't help but laugh when she received the money.

Her eyes crinkled into a smile: "Thank you."

After Assistant Shao came out, in the car, Wen Chongyan asked him, "Did you give her the advance?"

"Yes, Mr. Wen, everything has been taken care of."

"What did she say?"

"Miss Ruan Xiaocui?" Assistant Shao thought for a moment and said, "She said thank you, and she smiled at me."

"Hmm," Wen Chongyan replied casually, then lowered his head to continue flipping through the documents.

But a thought couldn't help but flash through my mind:

She never smiled at him, she always cried. And she was trembling.

Is he really that scary?

Her father was so serious and unsmiling, she would probably be so scared that she would cry and might not even dare to speak.

……

"Uncle, you're so handsome!"

"My goodness, you're 68 years old? I can't believe it. I thought you were in your early 40s at most. You're so healthy!"

"You're so strong! Your hands tell you're destined for great things, and you are."

For several days in a row, Ruan Zhining spent time chatting with Grandpa Wen.

She grew up in her father's Cantonese restaurant and was a master of flattery.

Flattery will get you everywhere.

Although Mr. Wen had been a powerful figure in Beijing for many years, he has retired and recently his eye disease has relapsed, so he is not in a good mood.

He has four sons and one grandson, including the collateral branches of the Wen family, but he hasn't managed to produce a single daughter.

The caregiver that his youngest son, Wen Chongyan, found for him today was truly to his liking.

Even though she was wearing a mask that covered her face completely, her mouth was sweeter than honey!

Her voice is so beautiful, as melodious as a nightingale's.

Unlike his sons and grandsons, who always have poker faces and make you lose your appetite just looking at them.

Girls are so much better! Why doesn't the Wen family have a single girl?

Having a daughter-in-law or granddaughter-in-law would be great!

Grandpa Wen sighed deeply.

Ruan Zhining immediately said, "Uncle, I knew you were as healthy as a young man! Even your sighs are so powerful! I can feel the sheets moving with your breath!"

"Didn't you say you loved listening to the operas on that old radio station? I'll play them for you."

Grandpa Wen was overjoyed and said, "Alright, I'll listen to Xiao Cui."

Ruan Zhining walked to the radio station and "unintentionally" dialed three extra bars.

She had just secretly looked up how to use this old-fashioned radio.

This section features all kinds of major news stories.

Sure enough, as soon as I turned it on, a female voice started broadcasting:

"...Mr. Wen Xiyu has severed ties with the Wen family, and all his words and actions are unrelated to the family..."

Grandpa Wen was eating lychees that Ruan Zhining had peeled when he heard this, and he was stunned.