Being her butler

  Go home?!

  Murong Yu looked at her, raised his head and gazed up at the empty night sky.

  Tonight's sky is really empty, without a single star. Mu Jue Bing's face showed a hint of sadness and confusion.

  "I haven't had a home to return to for a long time."

  Qian Wei was taken aback for a moment, although his voice was very low, but she still heard it.

  She looked at him in his current posture, which was her favorite and most frequent thing to do, gazing up at the sky.

  Looking at his somewhat sorrowful expression, she seemed to sense something, and he must have had a painful memory in his heart too.

  "You......"?

  Just as she was about to say something, a bright light shone on both of them.

  "Hiss——"

  A screeching sound of brakes filled the air as a bright red stretched Ferrari stopped in front of two people.

  There is an obvious purple gentian flower mark on the car body.

  Everyone in Qingtian knows that here, purple gentians are a special symbol of the Qian family.

  The next second, General Mo got off the car.

  "Miss, it's already past 12 o'clock, let's head back home!"

  Mo Jie looked at the person in front of her with some surprise: "You are Qian Ye Zhi, the young lady of the Qian Group."

  It's not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative one.

  He had actually felt that this girl was not ordinary tonight, but he didn't expect her to be the only heir of the richest man in the city.

  "Tonight, thank you for saving our big sister."

  Mo Zongguan sincerely bowed to Mu Jue, "If you need any help, feel free to ask us anytime."

  Would they still ask if they knew he was the son of the president of Qing Yun Society?

  What's even more ridiculous is that he now needs help in many ways. He doesn't even have a place to return to!

  "So can you tell me where I should go back to now?"

  This sentence stunned Mo Zongguan for a moment and also reminded Qian Ruoyi of what he had just said, that he no longer had a home to return to.

  For some reason, Qian Wei's heart suddenly ached.

  She didn't like seeing the boy who had just bullied her to the point of wanting to jump with rage, showing such a hurt expression. If he really had nowhere else to go, then...

  "Hey, Iceberg Face, want to be my personal butler?"