Chapter 827 - Serving the Young Master
In a daze, Xia An heard the sound of a car coming from outside the window. She was about to go back to sleep, but a thought suddenly came to her mind.
This was not her home, but Gong Yuze's.
She looked at the time again. It was 9: 30 in the evening.
How did she sleep so long? She hurried to the bathroom to wash up, put on a clean T-shirt and jeans, and went downstairs.
Xia An was still feeling guilty when she suddenly heard footsteps approaching from the door. She quickly braced herself and waited.
From within the light, a cold figure walked in. It was not Gong Yuze, but who could it be?
When Xia An saw him, his heart immediately tightened. When his cold gaze shot over, she hurriedly lowered her head and called out to him, "Young Master Gong, you're back."
This was the girl that caused his accident last night. Before this, because he had been angry, he had never properly sized her up, but now, with her simple clothing, and her naturally long black hair tied behind her head, two strands of her hair fell down beside her ear, sketching out her small and exquisite face.
Unexpectedly, it was a face that was pleasant to look at.
"Uncle He has already told you, what should you do now!" As Gong Yuze spoke, he walked over to the sofa and lazily sat down.
He was already twenty-four years old, and could be said to be very young. He had a smooth and fair complexion with a sharp middle profile, yet his demeanor carried the pure aura of a young boy who had just matured.
Her hair was the color of a chestnut naturally, which was thick with a hint of modesty. Beneath her fragmented bangs, she was handsome with a high nose bridge and thin, red lips, making this man seem so delicate that he couldn't bear to see the world. After Gong Yuze sat down, both his legs naturally raised up as he began to size up the only living being in the hall.
"Tell me, why did you suddenly run into the middle of the road last night?" Gong Yuze was still very angry when he thought of this.
"What trouble?" that you aren't even afraid of death? " Gong Yuze squinted, and continued to ask.
Upon hearing this, Xia Ran weakly retorted, "Who said I'm not afraid of death? Of course I'm afraid."
Gong Yuze gave a light snort from his thin lips, "I thought you weren't afraid of death."
"I'm sorry, I know it's my fault, that's why I'm here. I'll work for you for free for half a year." Xia An bit his lower lip as he spoke.
"Very well, consider yourself. Now go and put my bath water on, I am tired." Gong Yuze instructed her.
"What's wrong? Didn't you hear me? " Gong Yuze saw that she was not moving, his sharp eyebrows slightly knitted.
"Yes, I will go now." Xia An immediately obeyed and went upstairs.
But in her heart, she was struggling to overcome the girl's shyness. She went upstairs to master bedroom and pushed it away. What he saw was a cold gray background, a half-arc-shaped French window that overlooked the city in the distance.
She turned on the hot and cold water at the same time. The man's bathroom was twice as big as the room in her house.
Xia Ran quietly guarded the water. In less than ten minutes, it was already filled to the brim. She stretched out her hand to test the temperature of the water. The temperature was just right!
Gong Yuze put the iPad to the side, stood up and went upstairs.
Xia An was waiting for him on the stairs. When Gong Yuze passed by her, he suddenly stopped and ordered, "Just call me Young Master from now on. Don't bring me by my surname, I'm not used to it."
Her stuttering caused the corner of Gong Yuze's mouth to curl up. Satisfied, he went up to take a bath.
However, when he took off all his underwear and sat down, he couldn't help but frown from the heat of the water.
This girl was going to burn him to death, wasn't she? Why did he need to wash such hot water?
Gong Yuze hurriedly turned on the cold water and continued to lower the temperature. It seemed like this little maid still needed to be taught a little, or else he would be in trouble if she was clumsy.
Xia Ran was sitting in a small hall on the second floor. She was very hungry, and there was still food on the table downstairs. She wanted to heat it up, but she couldn't casually go downstairs now.
He still didn't know if this young master would give her a chance to eat.
Xia Ran propped up her chin. Under the crystal light, she had a small oval face that looked like a painting.
Xia An didn't look like Xia Shuhua, but Xia Shuhua looked somewhat fierce. Xia An's face, on the other hand, was soft and gentle.
Xia An couldn't help but wonder, where had his mother gone to seek refuge? When was she going to come back?
Was that scoundrel still planning to make trouble for her last night?
He definitely had to capture Xia Ran before he would be willing to give up.
Xia An's eyes widened, and his breathing quickened as he quickly turned his face away.
"I... Can I go down and heat up some food? I haven't eaten dinner yet. " Xia Ran boldly asked.
She was really very hungry.
Gong Yuze was also not a cold person, he just had a cold and indifferent personality! He replied flatly, "Go get it yourself! Don't burn my kitchen. "
Gong Yuze walked to the refrigerator on the second floor and took out a bottle of ice water. Cheyenne, on the other hand, went downstairs to get something to eat.
However, she was still startled when she walked into his kitchen. What a high grade kitchen utensil, how should she use it?