Rong Beiming looked at Yu Nianen's slightly frail back, and her mood suddenly hit rock bottom. Did it hurt her? But isn't that the kind of relationship they have? Is it necessary to cover it up?
It's really not his style to force a woman who doesn't care about him to stay by his side.
But he still did it. Thinking of Yu Nianen's little face that always looked stubborn sometimes, he couldn't help but laugh.
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After getting into Yunxiang's car, Yu Nianen's face remained gloomy.
Yunxiang started the car and asked with a smile: "Where do you live? I will send you home to pack your clothes first. However, you don't have to bring anything that is not urgent. If you are missing anything, ask the boss to buy it for you."
Her head was buried lower, as if someone had seen a secret that she least wanted to be discovered, and her heart was beating hard.
"Otherwise, go directly to the villa. That's where the boss has always lived. No woman has ever been there. You are the exception!"
Yu Nianen bit her lip, should she be grateful for such an exception?
"Take me home first!" She continued to say her home address in a low voice, turned away and looked out the car window.
It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and the scorching sun seemed to bake the earth with a layer of oil. The plants on the roadside were all haggard, and there was no wind in the air.
The temperature of the car's air conditioner was a little low. Gradually, Yu Nianen felt a little cold. His nose suddenly felt itchy and he sneezed.
Yunxiang glanced at her and silently reached out to raise the temperature.
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Yuting Villa is located in the western suburbs of the city. The surrounding mountains are covered with maple trees. The mountains are green in spring, and the forests are red in autumn. It is so beautiful.
As soon as Yunxiang parked the car outside the iron gate, a servant came over and opened the electric gate.
After parking the car, Yunxiang came down and opened the door for Yu Nianen: "Miss Yu, we're here."
Yu Nianen got out of the car and was just about to take the salute she had put in the trunk. Yun Xiang had already taken it for her and handed it to a servant: "Take it to your young master's room."
"Yes, Mr. Yun!" The servant nodded and went in with a bow.
Yu Nianen slowly followed Yun Xiang into the hall, and a woman around fifty years old came over. She had a plump figure, a fair face, and a very friendly expression. Her hair was pulled into a bun behind her head.
The other servants were all wearing uniforms, but she was wearing a well-cut dark dress.
"Mr. Yun, are you here?" she asked with a smile, then turned to Yu Nian'en who was standing next to him, "Miss Yu, hello!"
"Aunt Ling, has he called back?" Yun Xiang asked with a smile.
"Yes! Mr. Rong actually told us a long time ago that a Miss Yu Nianen will live in the house, and we are looking forward to it." Aunt Ling still had a friendly smile on her face.
She has been staying in the Rong family since she was twenty years old, and she can be regarded as watching Rong Beiming grow up. Later, she followed him out of City A and came here.
For many years, she had never seen Rong Beiming bring a woman here, and Yu Nianen was the first one. Therefore, she was very happy in her heart. After all, she felt that Rong Beiming was not so lonely anymore.
"Okay, I'll leave her to you, Aunt Ling." Yun Xiang smiled at Yu Nianen after saying that, "I'm going to leave first. If you need anything, you can ask Aunt Ling."
"Okay! Thank you! Mr. Yun!" Yu Nianen replied politely.
"No, you don't need to call me husband, just call me Yunxiang from now on."