Soon it was dinner time, and everyone gathered around a table and started eating.
Zhang Heting and Mo Feifei were sitting on both sides of Wang Fan, both of them were very attentive in holding dishes for Wang Fan, which made Wang Fan feel a little embarrassed.
Jiang Beirou also wanted to be next to Wang Fan, but she was not as shameless as Zhang Heting, and she really couldn't bear to accept Wang Fan's attentive food.
Mr. Huo's anger swelled even more when he saw this scene.
Damn it, this should be his treatment, why should he, Wang Fan, do it?
He hated Wang Fan even more.
Wang Fan looked at Zhang Heting's attentive look and was speechless. At the same time, he gave up the idea of playing with people's feelings and stealing the century-old green leaves.
Thieves have their ways, and it's not good to play with people's feelings. Anyway, he is now living in the Zhang family, so he should act according to the situation.
If he really can't get Centenary Green Leaf in the end, it can only be said that Centenary Green Leaf has no chance with him.
Alas, people who value emotions are really not suitable for practicing martial arts.
After dinner, Zhang Beicheng arranged Wang Fan and Mo Feifei on the second floor of the villa.
Mr. Huo and others are on the first floor of the villa.
Wang Fan originally wanted two rooms, but he was afraid that Zhang Heting would come over in the middle of the night, so he didn't say anything in the end.
"This bed is much bigger than yours. It seems we don't need to make the floor." In the room, Wang Fan said jokingly as he looked at the huge round bed.
"Well. Mr. Wang, just wait, I'll go get you some foot-washing water." Mo Feifei snickered and ran out.
Foot wash?
Wang Fan was speechless.
Why do you feel like you have become a villain in an instant?
Before he could speak, Mo Feifei had already fetched a basin of water and brought it over.
There is hot water in the room, which is very convenient.
"Feifei, you don't have to do this. We are friends, how can I let you wash your feet?" Wang Fan quickly rejected Mo Feifei's kindness.
"Young Master Wang, if you treat me as a friend, don't refuse me to wash your feet. I know I'm not worthy of you, and I won't make any unreasonable demands. I just want to wash your feet and repay your kindness."
, can’t you even satisfy me with this wish?”
Mo Feifei's eyes suddenly turned red and she was about to cry.
Wang Fan is two years old. When did he become so charming? It is really the hardest thing to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman.
"Okay." He could only nod.
"Thank you, Mr. Wang." Mo Wenrou wiped her nose happily and quickly washed Wang Fan. She washed slowly and seriously, with a very focused expression.
As soon as Wang Fan lowered his head, he saw a scenery he shouldn't have seen.
That touch of snow-white deeply stimulated his eyeballs. He glanced at it, quickly turned away, and then secretly took a second look... He couldn't help it...
As a servant of the Zhang family, Mo Wenwen wore quite simple clothes when working. Since she didn't have time to change, she dressed up like a typical village girl.
Dressed as a village girl, her appearance is not inferior to that of a star. Coupled with the way she is washing Wang Fan's feet and that touch of snow-white, it is really difficult for Wang Fan not to think about it.
"Master Wang, is the water temperature okay? Is the intensity appropriate? Does it feel comfortable? I have learned massage before, but I have never done it."
Mo Feifei asked while grabbing Wang Fan's feet and rubbing them gently.
"Haha, that's great, Feifei, I think you might as well go back and give me a massage, so that I can experience the feeling of being a great young man."
Wang Fan couldn't help laughing.
The first is to ease the awkward atmosphere, and the second is to make a joke to make Mo Feifei happy and not to be so inferior and negative forever.
"Really, I do." Mo Feifei took it seriously, "Young Master Wang, how about I give you a massage later? You've been working hard all day and you're probably tired. I'll help you press it and you'll lose weight."
Tired and exhausted."
Wang Fanyou was a little depressed. How could this kid be so honest?
Just looking at Mo Feifei's happy look, he really couldn't bear to refuse. If he refused, wouldn't it hurt his innocent heart again?
After washing his feet, Wang Fan lay down on the bed. Mo Feifei poured out the foot washing water and began to massage Wang Fan seriously.
She was a little nervous at first, but gradually got better.
Those slender and skillful hands were constantly massaging Wang Fan's back, with moderate intensity, and the acupuncture points could be pressed exactly in place.
From Wang Fan's professional point of view, it is basically impossible to find any flaws.
Wang Fan lay on the bed and narrowed his eyes comfortably.
It's his fault, no wonder those rich people like to enjoy themselves, and those young people like to use maids. Damn it, he can't bear to feel this way.
Outside, Zhang Heting came three times and Jiang Beirou came twice.
Both of them saw the scene of Mo Wenrou washing and massaging Wang Fan's feet.
Jiang Beirou's face flushed with embarrassment, she glanced at him for a few times and then ran away.
Zhang Heting felt aggrieved and unhappy in her heart. Wang Fan would rather have a servant than her, which made her feel a little unfair.
Just thinking that Mo Feifei was Wang Fan's 'girlfriend', she could only stamp her feet angrily, but she couldn't say anything.
"Tingting, what are you doing here? It's still early, why don't we go outside and take a look at the night view."
Mr. Huo walked up licking his face and said to Zhang Heting.
After applying the medicine, his face was no longer swollen, but it was still slightly red. If you don't look carefully, you can't see anything strange.
"I'm sorry, I'm sleepy. I want to rest." Zhang Heting frowned, but she didn't dare to say anything too much. She twisted her waist and swung her hips and went back to the room.
"Damn it." Mr. Huo looked at Zhang Heting's swinging buttocks and clenched his fist fiercely, with an evil light flashing in his eyes.
He walked to where Zhang Heting was before, looked at Wang Fan's room, and immediately saw a scene that made him breathe out fire.
Mo Feifei is giving Wang Fan a gentle massage.
"Why the hell!" Mr. Huo was so jealous that he didn't dare to offend Wang Fan. He gritted his teeth and walked directly towards Zhang Heting's room angrily.
He is a high-ranking acquired master, so why doesn't he have a woman to accompany him? Let's talk tonight, he will also fuck Zhang Heting to see if she dares to shame him.
Mr. Huo believed that even if he fucked Zhang Heting, no one in the Zhang family would dare to fart.
"Mr. Huo, why are you in my room? What are you going to do?" Zhang Heting stood up immediately when she saw Mr. Huo coming in, her eyes full of disgust.
"What are you doing? Of course I'm going to fuck you! You stinky bitch, you're so shameless. It's your blessing that I like you. Why don't you just come over and kneel down to me?"
Mr. Huo closed the door and locked it with a click, completely revealing his true nature. Especially when he looked at Zhang Heting's disgusted eyes, he felt a little crazy.
Furious!
"I'm telling you, don't mess around, otherwise I will call someone." Zhang Heting's face turned pale with anger, she took out her bayonet and held it in front of her.
"Where were you when the man named Lian insulted me in the afternoon? Did you stand up and help me? At that time, you were like a grandson. You didn't even dare to let go. You said something stupid to let him play casually. I don't care.
Even if I die, I will not obey you."
When Mr. Huo heard that Zhang Heting actually picked up his scar, his face instantly turned ferocious, "Damn, you'd rather die than obey me. I want to see if you dare to disobey!"
"No one can fucking stop me from fucking you tonight. Even if Zhang Beicheng comes, I will still fuck you!"
"Don't you just like that guy surnamed Wang? You're flirting with him, you're just stripping off your clothes and getting into his bed. But you don't even look at him, how can he fall in love with you? You bitch!"
Mr. Huo said with a ferocious smile, and rushed towards Zhang Heting with his teeth and claws.
Zhang Heting was stabbed and scarred, and her eyes instantly turned gloomy.