An hour later, the Rolls-Royce arrived at Tan Garden.
Lu Fengxuan helped Old Wen out of the car, with Wen Xiaoqiu following by his side, swallowing hard several times in awe at the sight of the palatial luxury estate in front of them.
"Wuu, Junior Sis, if I may boldly ask, is your family in need of a cleaning lady? Let me stay and work here, the kind that doesn't need a salary!"
Wen Xiaoqiu just wanted to experience what it felt like to sleep in such a valuable estate for one night.
Wondering if it might change the feng shui of her fortune for the second half of her life.
No sooner had she finished speaking than Old Wen tapped her on the forehead. "You think the skills I taught you can't put food on your table and now you want to switch to being a cleaning lady?"
"Ow, Master, can you be a little gentler. "Wen Xiaoqiu rubbed her head, feeling aggrieved: "You always say I'm dumb, I think my head has been made dumb by your knocks, you old coot are quite the troublemaker."
