Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

It stands to reason that if you throw away the towel tomorrow night, her newspaper should be delivered.

But her mind was still completely immersed in her uniform, and she suddenly forgot to pass the newspaper over.

Housekeeper Kang coughed: "Lin Motong!"

"Ah!" Lin Motong immediately realized that she had made a mistake, and hurriedly delivered the newspaper to Mingye Leng with both hands respectfully.

Ming Ye's cold eyes squinted slightly, wrapped around her body, seeming to be aroused by her, and I don't know if it is because she is in the crowd, obviously different clothes, or because of something else.

But in the end, he quickly retracted his gaze, and said lightly: "This is not a place for intrigue, you have to stay and put away the thoughts you shouldn't have."

As soon as the words came out tomorrow night, everyone felt tight and straightened their backs subconsciously.

After he finished speaking, he strode upstairs and went far.

After he completely disappeared from everyone’s sight, Zhang Yang’er said, “Lin Motong, it’s you. Don’t think that you change your clothes and deliberately attract the young master’s attention. He will notice you and treat you. Admiringly."

"Yeah, Lin Motong, what are you going to do, don't bother us. If we are all expelled, wouldn't it be bad for you?" He Zhaoxue also frowned.

Lin Motong was also worried, if he was really expelled, all that was done for so long would be useless, and the medical expenses of his mother...

She immediately said: "Housekeeper Kang, listen to me. I don't know where my uniform is going. It's really not what I meant to wear like this...you believe me.

"You all go back first." Steward Kang shook his head and said, looking at the second floor, not knowing what it means to be cold tomorrow.

He originally served in the presidential palace. In the presidential palace, there is a strict system of selecting and training servants. After years of ups and downs, the problem is no longer serious.

In this new villa, it takes long-term patience to establish a mature employment system like the presidential palace.

Lin Motong's heart was full of anxiety when she heard that Steward Kang asked everyone to go back. She wanted to say something, but Steward Kang was already obviously unwilling to listen.

Lin Motong returned to the room, and Su Ya asked, "Where did your clothes go? You don't even have spare parts?"

"It's all gone. Obviously I washed it and put it on the balcony." Lin Motong shook his head slightly.

Su Ya said, "You, I will keep this kind of stuff in the future. I tell you, whoever wants to stay here, who wants to be a maid for the rest of his life? Who doesn't come with all kinds of thoughts? Just talk about me. I want to come and meet the world. I heard that the people who come and go here are all celebrities from the political and business circles. I learn a foreign language myself. After graduating from university, I failed several times in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. It’s. If you practice here, you might succeed in the future. I don’t know the others, but Lin Motong, don’t you think that everyone is just like you, just to make money."

Lin Motong was dumb, indeed, everyone has their own purpose, she is no longer a child, she understands everything.

But now she knew that someone like Su Ya had such a high degree of education, and she was willing to be a little maid and use it as a springboard.