Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Are these your mother's ashes?

When Mr. Zhai was still their young master, he told them that the woman had been pregnant with his child.

But this separation lasted for decades, and even her granddaughter had grown up.

Based on this calculation, this girl's mother should be Mr. Zhai's only daughter, and this girl also has Mr. Zhai's blood flowing in her body.

The housekeeper could already imagine what the lonely mother and daughter had gone through since childhood, and where she had heard the news that made her come to Zhai's house with ashes in hand to seek support.

His sympathy for her deepened in his heart, and he couldn't help but look at the tall and thin foreign man next to Jiaoyang.

French? Or British?

The housekeeper frowned, not optimistic about it. Even though he looks like a handsome man, men from European countries are very wealthy.

Isn’t the man-eating monster that has made a lot of noise recently coming to Asia come from Europe?

Mom’s ashes?

Jiaoyang was stunned. Wasn't the mother in this body buried under the ground eight hundred years ago? She almost dug it out several times.

Well, that's not it.

Sriyaan held her hand and shook his head slightly at her.

They may have mistakenly recognized the person and mistakenly thought that Jiaoyang was someone they once knew. Anyway, meet the person first before talking.

Jiaoyang puffed up her face and refused to refute.

Hurry up and ask Mr. Zhai to come see me. I'm very busy and I don't have time to waste time at the door.

Okay, okay, come in quickly. The housekeeper said with a smile, his temper was exactly the same as that woman's.

Although they said they didn't like that woman, who had caused trouble to their Mr. Zhai for so many years, the housekeeper still felt very pleased with this little girl when he saw her.

Mr. Zhai would feel very comforted when he saw her.

Jiaoyang held the ashes in her hands and entered the villa with Sriya'an. The house was very big, and her hands were sore from walking all the way. She even handed the urn jar to Sriya'an and asked him to help her. Hold it for a while.

Until the butler turned around and said, We'll be there soon.

Jiao Yang then signaled to Sriyaan and asked him to hand over the urn and hold it in her arms.

The housekeeper did not tell Zhai Li this in advance, but planned to wait for the little girl to go in by herself and give him a surprise.

By the way, the gray-haired old housekeeper turned around and asked her with a kind smile, I haven't asked you what your name is yet.

Everyone looked at her strangely along the way. The strangeness in Jiaoyang's heart deepened. When she heard the housekeeper's question, she gave him a blank look in return.

There's so much nonsense, it's none of your business.

Okay, okay, the old housekeeper smiled helplessly.

It's good for Mr. Zhai to be the first to know the little girl's name.

Sriyan walked beside her and looked at her meaningfully.

This is it. The old housekeeper led them to a stop in front of the study, walked forward, and knocked on the door.

He leaned towards the door and said, Mr. Zhai, someone very important is here to see you.

It was quiet for a while, and it took a long time before any sound came out.

Come in.

Huh?

Jiaoyang held the ashes in her hand and tilted her head in confusion.

Strangely enough, this voice obviously spoke at a normal pace and lacked much emotion.

But she somehow felt that the owner of the voice behind this door should be a very gentle man.

The number of recommended votes exceeded 2,000 in a single day. Thank you to the cuties for their support~