Chapter 57 The Girl in the Glass Room Observation Project
The villa is a two-story house, like a garden house. Through the entire glass on the first floor, you can see that there are indeed many flowers in the small yard. A gravel path is paved at the bottom, and you can imagine the feeling of wandering in a sea of flowers.
But Yun Shu's interest in flowers was not yet full, so she quickly withdrew her gaze and looked towards the living room on the first floor.
"It's so big." She sighed with empty hands, not like she was here to check in, but more like she was here to visit the attractions.
Like a foreigner.
Zhou Jingmo interrupted her inspection, raised her chin and gestured to the second floor: "There is a room for you upstairs, go up and have a look."
The two of them went upstairs together. The door to the room on the right was still open. Standing at the door, you could have a clear view of the furnishings inside.
It has a white decoration style and is extremely spacious. There are two small rooms inside.
"Inside is the bathroom and cloakroom. I've asked someone to prepare clothes for you. You can see what's missing."
Yun Shu walked in lightly. The white curtains revealed the light. There was a small balcony outside. She could see the back garden when she lowered her head.
She walked over to take a look, and when she walked back, she found a... long-eared rabbit toy next to the pillow on the bed.
Zhou Jingmo kept looking at her, and when he saw that her attention was on the rabbit toy, he smiled sincerely: "I think you have to take that sheep with you wherever you go. If you didn't bring it this time, there should be a toy missing."
His tone was quite strange. He didn't sound like an employer looking for someone to talk to, but rather like a bastard who had money but nowhere to spend it and wanted to raise a daughter.
Yun Shu paused. She brought the sheep toy in the game just because she was bored.
She is eighteen years old, not eight, so how could she like playing with toys?
But after hesitation, she still readily accepted his kindness.
"Thank you, I like it very much."
Zhou Jingmo wants a cute girl who plays with toys, so she can't pretend to be.
After visiting the room, she said that there was nothing missing. They even prepared toys, and it seemed that her food, clothing, housing, transportation and play had been properly arranged in a short period of time.
There was nothing else to say next. They were not familiar with each other. It was the first day Yun Shu met him and she didn't talk much.
Zhou Jingmo glanced at his watch, probably counting the time, and took her downstairs again, returning to his fake gentleness and saying some precautions.
"Auntie will come to cook in the evening, and the three million promised by Ning Siyun will also be delivered in the evening. I have asked someone to buy the flower planting book, which will arrive tomorrow. You just need to keep an eye on the roses.
Try not to go out as much as possible."
He buttoned up the suit he had unbuttoned before and walked towards the door as he spoke.
"I still have something to do, so I'll come back tomorrow."
Yun Shu was still at the stairs, grabbing the railing and opening her mouth.
Zhou Jingmo waited patiently for two seconds and asked her proactively: "Is there anything you want to say to me?"
"Well...can you buy some more books?"
He seemed a little interested: "What book do you want to read?"
"Just, just be casual. I don't know anything about this world. Apart from growing flowers, I have to know something else so that I won't be embarrassed when I go out."
As she said this, she watched his reaction closely with her peripheral vision.
Zhou Jingmo's expression became a little colder, but there was no trace of guilt, guilt or ridicule on his face.
Maybe he felt that there was no need to put in effort to explain to her? Or did he feel that just continuing the lies Ning Siyun had made up would be enough to fool her?
Just as he was about to speak, Yun Shu seemed to suddenly remember something and beat him to it, adding another request.
"By the way, how can I contact you? Do I need a mobile phone or something?"
Zhou Jingmo looked at her: "Is there anything else? Let's ask together."
"Also, how do you calculate the money for this job?"
He pinched his brows and thought for no more than two seconds before telling her clearly:
"You can buy books. If you want to contact me, I will send you a tablet tomorrow. The salary... is 300,000 yuan per month, is it enough?"
Three hundred thousand to plant a field of roses is really a generous act. If people in mountainous areas can have this job, the whole world can be lifted out of poverty.
Yun Shu thought silently and nodded.
"That's enough, thank you. You can leave, I won't give it away."
Zhou Jingmo: "..."
"Being polite is a good habit." It's a pity that there is not much politeness.
The door was opened, and he walked out two steps facing the light, then turned his head to take one last look at her.
She was still standing on the last step of the stairs, wearing a white skirt, looking at him like that.
If he was holding that long-eared bunny toy in his hand, he would look more like a lovable and good girl, he thought.
"Stay good, I'll come over tomorrow." After saying this, he closed the door and got into the waiting car outside.
Yun Shu was the only one left in the villa.
She breathed a sigh of relief and went to lie down on the sofa in the living room. The sofa was more comfortable than the bed she had slept on, and it was easy to doze off while lying on it.
Looking at the gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling, she stretched out her hand to half cover her eyes and took a deep breath.
This is the home of a rich man——
It's even more unbelievable than jumping from a backward mountainous area to a primeval forest.
The blurry scenes that once only existed in dreams are constructed into a clear world stroke by stroke.
It turns out that housing in the city is like this.
If she could get out of this mess sooner, she should be able to go out and see more.
...But nothing can change the identity of Zhou Jingmo and the others as the perpetrators.
She went through the vague but firm idea of "making them pay the price", looked at the lamp with her eyes wide open, and let the tears she shed after being stimulated drip down the end of her eyes and onto the sofa.
She didn't know if one year would be enough time for her to collect evidence. She wanted to return home before the first anniversary of her father's death.
After thinking wildly for a while, she turned over, facing the back of the sofa, and fell asleep in a daze.
The sunlight coming in from the glass window gradually shifted, and then the glow enveloped all the buildings, leaving a little orange light on her exposed calves.
It's already dark.
There was a sudden knock on the door outside, and the sound of the doorbell ding-dong-ding-dong, which made her frown even in her sleep.
After a while, when the sound was still ringing, she slowly got up and sat down, dazed for a while.
A little hungry.
She went to open the door, and the person who came was the cooking aunt that Zhou Jingmo had hired, carrying several bags of vegetables in her hand.
"Are you Miss Yun? I was arranged by Mr. Zhou to cook for you. My surname is Jin."
Aunt Jin was a little cautious, so she carried the dishes and went to the kitchen.
Yun Shu followed step by step for a short distance, and when she saw clearly that there were no scars on her eyelids, she stopped and sighed cryptically.
This was not her destined cooking aunt, so she didn't know how to replace Zhou Jingmo.
She sat back on the sofa and looked around boredly.
There were only two of them in the villa. One seemed to be a guest and would leave after one night's sleep, while the other seemed to be running away after finishing a meal. In short, there was no sense of ownership at all, and the atmosphere was very awkward.
Soon, Aunt Jin prepared three dishes and one soup and brought them to the table. Each dish was visibly grand, full of color, flavor and taste, and the presentation was particularly beautiful.
What a pity, Yun Shu kept adding a bowl of rice, and while looking at Aunt Jin's smiling eyes without stopping her chopsticks, she mentally organized her arguments on how to replace Zhou Jingmo.
This has a strange feeling of communicating with outsiders behind the host's back, and I need to eat an extra bowl of rice to calm down.