Mu Zixi swallowed the remaining half of her yawn, and at the same time, her face turned red because she acted like a thief who had been caught.

She bit her lip out of habit and said softly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, I won't do this again."

Her flushed face, nervous eyes, her loose maid uniform, and two snow-white semicircles can be seen at the neckline. This look makes men want to protect, but also want to bully and ravage her.

Gu Qiancheng's eyes stared straight into hers, and she heard her frightened heartbeat, which was particularly loud.

She lowered her head, avoiding his strange eyes. He stretched out his hand a little toward her, made a fist, took it back, then pursed his lips and turned away.

Leaving now?

She thought he would make things difficult for her, or ask her to follow the room to go on duty or something.

He didn't say anything, which was lucky.

After he left, Mu Zixi took a deep breath and prayed silently in her heart: Haoran, please help me and let Governor Gu come here as soon as possible.

She calmed down and continued mopping the floor until there was no trace of dust on the white rag.

The security guard on duty went to lock the door, yawned and went back to sleep.

Mu Zixi guessed that Gu Qiancheng must have slept too, so she quietly went to the bathroom, took out all the hidden rags and needlework, and spread them on the floor.

Fortunately, they were in a hurry and the cloth was not cut into very small pieces, but into large pieces.

She separated the rags into two skirts, put one of them together first, and then began to mend it.

The project was huge, and she knew very well that if the stitching looked obvious, the housekeeper would find fault with it, so the stitches were very small.

She was very glad that she had done this when she was a child and was very skilled at it. However, the big lights in the hall had been turned off, and the lights were a bit dim at this time, making it difficult for her to see clearly, so it became difficult.

I don’t know how long it took, but her drowsiness became more and more severe. She held her stiff eyelids and pricked her hands with needles many times.

The sting hurts, and you will wake up a little more.

After taking a shower and reading a book, Gu Qiancheng turned on the computer in the room, clicked on the surveillance screen in the hall, and his eyes fell heavily on Mu Zixi sitting on the ground.

It was a bit dark and he couldn't see clearly what she was doing. He got closer to the screen and took a closer look. When he saw that she was mending clothes, he frowned imperceptibly.

Just at this time, Mu Zixi was feeling sleepy again, and the needle tip pierced the gap between her thumbs without any bias, causing her to wake up completely from the severe pain.

She pinched her fingertips hard, blood seeped out from them, and tears flowed out unconsciously.

The night was so deep, maybe only then could she let herself cry.

She had endured it for so long that she could no longer hold back the tears once they were released. She didn't dare to make a sound, so she bit her lip and let the tears flow continuously to vent her tears.

Gu Qiancheng stared at the screen blankly, his eyes becoming complicated.

His fists gradually clenched, clenched, and then unclenched.

Picking up the phone on the coffee table, he skillfully dialed a few numbers, and soon heard the respectful voice of the butler.

"Mr. Gu!"

"Our Gu family is so poor that we need servants to mend our own clothes?" he asked in a cold voice.

The housekeeper was already in a daze, and was a little confused for a moment.

"Mr. Gu, I don't understand this."

"Then listen to me clearly now! Make two new sets of uniforms for Mu Zixi tomorrow. Before the uniforms come out, she can wear anything." Mu Zixi swallowed the remaining half of the yawn, and at the same time because she felt like doing it

When the thief was caught, his face turned red.

She bit her lip out of habit and said softly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, I won't do this again."

Her flushed face, nervous eyes, her loose maid uniform, and two snow-white semicircles can be seen at the neckline. This look makes men want to protect, but also want to bully and ravage her.

Gu Qiancheng's eyes stared straight into hers, and she heard her frightened heartbeat, which was particularly loud.

She lowered her head, avoiding his strange eyes. He stretched out his hand a little toward her, made a fist, took it back, then pursed his lips and turned away.

Leaving now?

She thought he would make things difficult for her, or ask her to follow the room to go on duty or something.

He didn't say anything, which was lucky.

After he left, Mu Zixi took a deep breath and prayed silently in her heart: Haoran, please help me and let Governor Gu come here as soon as possible.

She calmed down and continued mopping the floor until there was no trace of dust on the white rag.

The security guard on duty went to lock the door, yawned and went back to sleep.

Mu Zixi guessed that Gu Qiancheng must have slept too, so she quietly went to the bathroom, took out all the hidden rags and needlework, and spread them on the floor.

Fortunately, they were in a hurry and the cloth was not cut into very small pieces, but into large pieces.

She separated the rags into two skirts, put one of them together first, and then began to mend it.

The project was huge, and she knew very well that if the stitching looked obvious, the housekeeper would find fault with it, so the stitches were very small.

She was very glad that she had done this when she was a child and was very skilled at it. However, the big lights in the hall had been turned off, and the lights were a bit dim at this time, making it difficult for her to see clearly, so it became difficult.

I don’t know how long it took, but her drowsiness became more and more severe. She held her stiff eyelids and pricked her hands with needles many times.

The sting hurts, and you will wake up a little more.

After taking a shower and reading a book, Gu Qiancheng turned on the computer in the room, clicked on the surveillance screen in the hall, and his eyes fell heavily on Mu Zixi sitting on the ground.

It was a bit dark and he couldn't see clearly what she was doing. He got closer to the screen and took a closer look. When he saw that she was mending clothes, he frowned imperceptibly.

Just at this time, Mu Zixi was feeling sleepy again, and the needle tip pierced the gap between her thumbs without any bias, causing her to wake up completely from the severe pain.

She pinched her fingertips hard, blood seeped out from them, and tears flowed out unconsciously.

The night was so deep, maybe only then could she let herself cry.

She had endured it for so long that she could no longer hold back the tears once they were released. She didn't dare to make a sound, so she bit her lip and let the tears flow continuously to vent her tears.

Gu Qiancheng stared at the screen blankly, his eyes becoming complicated.

His fists gradually clenched, clenched, and then unclenched.

Picking up the phone on the coffee table, he skillfully dialed a few numbers, and soon heard the respectful voice of the butler.

"Mr. Gu!"

"Our Gu family is so poor that we need servants to mend our own clothes?" he asked in a cold voice.

The housekeeper was already in a daze, and was a little confused for a moment.

"Mr. Gu, I don't understand this."
Chapter completed!