In the private room, Fu Yuchen took out his phone and stared at the dialog box on the screen.

Mo Han …

Mo Clan's Eldest Daughter, who used to be doted on by millions of people, is now his nanny.

Moreover, he had undergone a special disguise.

What was her purpose?

Although Tong Yan kept stressing to him that the reason why Mo Han disguised herself and stayed by his side was because she was homeless.

But he didn't believe a word of it. Do you think he's an idiot? Homelessness was a far-fetched reason.

In such a large Cloud City, even if she had just been released from prison, it was impossible for her to be homeless!

Fu Yuchen lowered his eyes and curled his lips in amusement. He dialed the familiar mobile phone number.

The familiar melody kept ringing in his ears, and there was not the slightest movement on the other end of his phone.

Just as he was about to lose his patience, a cold voice came from the handset, "Sir."

Fu Yuchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Old Dimo, come and pick me up."

"…"

Old Dimo? Mo Han's face was filled with suspicion. Very quickly, she remembered where this old Mo was.

It's a dynasty club.

She had only received Fu Yuchen once in the imperial clubhouse after arriving at the Fu Clan for so many days. It was also that time that the usually noble and cold Fu Clan's Eldest Young Master actually took the initiative to kiss an old and ugly nanny.

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Han carefully probed, "Sir, can I not go?"

"No."

Fu Yuchen refused straightforwardly.

Mo Han: "…"

Was he trying to create a tyrannical president for himself?

Mo Han took a deep breath and calmly said, "Sir, please wait a moment. I'll go pick you up now."

After hanging up, she immediately ran to her room to call Lanlan.

When Lanlan heard that he was going to pick up his father, he immediately put down the brush in his hand and ran towards Mo Han.

After getting in the car, she asked Mo Han curiously, "Sister, where is Dad? Why do you want us to pick him up? She is so old, can't he find his way home by himself?"

Mo Han looked up at the rearview mirror and smiled, "I'm not too sure about this either."

"However, you can ask Dad face to face when you see him."

Lanlan immediately nodded and said, "I must ask. I'm sleepy, and he asked us to pick him up."

"If you're sleepy, sleep in the car first. I'll wake you up when we get to Dimo."

"Sister, are you sleepy?"

"I'm not sleepy!" Mo Han said, "In the past, I only slept five or six hours a day. I'm used to it."

Little Lanlan puffed his cheeks and yawned involuntarily, "I'm so sleepy! I'm going to sleep first."

Mo Han curved her lips and said, "Sleep! I'll drive slower."

After she finished speaking, she raised her head to look at the rearview mirror and saw that the little fellow sitting in the back row had already closed his eyes and fallen asleep.

Along the way, the car was like flowing water.

At the end of the street, neon lights flickered, and the air was filled with noise, in sharp contrast to the silent night sky.

Half an hour later.

Mo Han familiarly parked the car in front of the imperial clubhouse.

She turned to look at the sleeping little fellow and hesitated to wake her up.

The phone on the side suddenly vibrated.

Mo Han hurriedly picked it up, Fu Yuchen? '"Hello, sir," he said, stretching out his finger and gently stroking it.

"Where are you?"

It has been almost an hour since he called her.

Fu Yuchen was a little anxious, but he couldn't urge her openly, so he could only ask inadvertently.

"Sir, I've already parked my car. It's not far from the entrance of the clubhouse. Can you get off by yourself?"

She was worried about leaving Lanlan alone in the car.

Fu Yuchen frowned invisibly. He had originally pretended to be drunk and asked her to come up to borrow it, but she couldn't use the same excuse twice so quickly. She wasn't stupid at all and definitely wouldn't believe him.

Thinking of this, Fu Yuchen said casually, "Wait for me. I'll be down soon."

"Alright, sir. I'll be waiting for you in the car."

Mo Han had always been very respectful towards this grand patron.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yuchen looked at the gradually dimming screen of his phone and slowly curled his lips.

Even he did not notice that there was a trace of warmth in the depths of his eyes that quietly spread out.

Suddenly remembering something, Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes invisibly.

Mo Han, Mo Tang, Tang Tang …

If he remembered correctly, President Meng had always called her Tang Tang! Was it an unforgettable feeling for her to give herself such a name? Or do you want to be on the lookout all the time?

After playing with his phone for a while, Fu Yuchen got up and left the private room.

Mo Han was getting impatient.

"It's been ten minutes. Could it be that he's really drunk and can't walk?" She frowned and muttered to herself.

The next second, she raised her eyes and saw an exceptionally handsome face getting closer and closer to her.

Mo Han was stunned and quickly got out of the car. She quickly circled around the front of the car and reached out to open the door.

Thinking of what had happened that night, she subconsciously stood beside the back door, bowed and opened it again, and said respectfully, "Sir, please get in!"

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Han meaningfully.

With a single glance, he did not even say hello to her and personally pulled open the passenger door to sit inside.

Mo Han: "…"

How dare he sit in the passenger seat? Could it be that he still wanted to do something like kissing her forcefully?

Mo Han let out a long breath, then closed her eyes fiercely and closed the door while suppressing the anger in her heart.

Her voice was very soft. She was just worried about waking Lanlan up.

Otherwise, she really wanted to slam the door.

What she said …

Fu Yuchen instantly felt his heart piercing, a hundred times more painful than the steel fork in Run Tu's hand.

She actually couldn't tell that Meng was the same age as him? She actually felt that the man surnamed Meng was younger than him? Twenty-five or sixteen years old! She actually wanted him to consult Mo Fa with someone surnamed Meng?

Is this woman blind?

Fu Yuchen squinted his eyes dangerously and said, "Auntie, how much did that man surnamed Meng bribe you? You actually helped him speak up." He suppressed the mouthful of sullen air that was piling up on his chest and said, "Auntie, how much did that man surnamed Meng bribe you?"

Tsk tsk! First, it was President Meng, and then it was someone surnamed Meng. This title had changed too quickly.

Mo Han secretly looked down on Fu Yuchen and pretended to be terrified. "Sir, I'm telling the truth. That man surnamed Meng looks …" she said cautiously.

Before Mo Han could finish her sentence, Fu Yuchen suddenly interrupted her and said, "Auntie, I'm considering whether to give you a raise. After all, you have more work to do now than before."

"A raise?"

"Yes, a raise, but I'm still considering it."

Mo Han immediately smiled. The corners of her eyes curved and she flattered him without hesitation, "Sir, that Meng doesn't seem to have the charm of a mature man at all. That's why he looks younger than he really is."

"Little girls nowadays all like men with mature charm, just like you, sir."

'"Sir, it's not that I'm boasting. If you drive a luxury car to the entrance of A, you get off the car and pretend to be waiting for someone. I can guarantee that everyone who passes by will look at you a few more times. There will also be girls who will take the initiative to throw themselves at you and give you a hug."

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes invisibly. This coaxing thing was really a set of tricks!

If he hadn't known her true identity, he would have been fooled!

But on second thought, Fu Yuchen felt that something was wrong with Mo Han's words. As for what was wrong, he couldn't find it for a while.

Seeing that Fu Yuchen was silent, Mo Han only thought that he was floating, and decided to continue blowing for a while so that he could float further away.

'"Sir, what I said just now came from the bottom of my heart. I'm definitely not trying to make you happy. If I were ten years younger, I would definitely be attracted by your mature charm."

Mo Han's face was neither red nor heartbeat, and the pair of eyes beneath the lenses were filled with sincerity.

It's hard not to believe.

Fu Yuchen lowered his eyes and the smile on his lips became more and more meaningful. He half-jokingly asked, "What about you now? Are you attracted to my mature charm?"

Uh, the corner of Mo Han's mouth twitched. She almost choked on her own saliva. Has Fu Yuchen been clever?

She secretly glanced at the man beside her, afraid that he would discover her, so she hurriedly withdrew her gaze.

Mo Han pretended to be shy and said in a soft and waxy tone, "Sir, how can I answer your question?"

"Just answer truthfully."

"…"

Do you really think you're a fan of all people?

Mo Han pursed her lips and raised her head to look at him. Her expression was shy and she wanted to say nothing, as if she was panicking and nervous when she saw her beloved.

She said shyly, "Sir, in my eyes, you are simply a celestial. The man surnamed Meng is not worthy to carry your shoes. Not only are you mature and charming, you also look exceptionally handsome."

"I'm sorry, sir. I hid something from you. I came here as a babysitter not only because of the high salary you paid me, but also because I admire you, especially."

After a pause, she added affectionately, "My admiration for you is like the surging waters of a river."

Mo Han forcefully endured the laughter in her heart and vividly portrayed a woman who had paid for her love.

Just ask Eldest Young Master Fu, is she worthy of your salary increase with such deep affection?

Fu Yuchen was shocked.

He never imagined that Mo Han would actually be able to say such flattering words in order to get a raise in salary.

"Auntie, this …"

Mo Han grinned and asked expectantly, "Sir, there shouldn't be any big problem with my salary increase, right?"

Fu Yuchen choked. He was deeply shocked by Mo Han's thick skin. He knew that she was lying, but he couldn't help but ask, "Tang Tang, do you really like me?"

Sugar?

Mo Han was glad that she had parked the car. Otherwise, she would be scared to the point of cramping her feet.

Suppressing the shock in her heart, Mo Han chuckled and said, "Sir, everything I said is the truth."

"Auntie, please answer my question directly."

"…"

Her gaze collided with a pair of deep black eyes. Those eyes were as black as the night, yet they reflected her current plain and unremarkable face.

Mo Han was shocked and lowered his head without a trace. Why was he so serious all of a sudden?

Or was he acting on purpose just like her?

Thinking of this, Mo Han immediately made a decision. He must have drunk too much and thought he was a fan of thousands of people.

"Of course I like you, sir."

After receiving Mo Han's affirmative reply, Fu Yuchen couldn't help but curl his lips.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard Mo Han continue, "You gave me such a high salary and let Li Chenghe apologize to his precious son. When I was framed by Liang Siyi, you unconditionally trusted me and lent me such a large sum of money …"

"Sir, when all these are added together, I can't find any reason to hate you at all!"

After saying that, Mo Han raised her head and looked at Fu Yuchen innocently.

The pair of eyes under the lenses were very bright, as clear as a spring. Fu Yuchen suddenly wanted to take off her glasses.

Mo Han was not short-sighted, this was what Tong Yan told him.