Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 379 - 377: The Maid Seduces the Master?

Jiayi wiped her mouth and picked up the empty bowl and chopsticks, "Thank you for the noodles, eggs, and sausage, Mr. Huo. I should have more energy to work now and will ensure no more mistakes happen, I’ll be leaving now."

This little woman sure can eat a lot.

Watching her leave, Huo Zhenyang couldn’t help but let out a laugh despite his frustration.

Perhaps it was because she was well-fed, but she felt energized and was able to finish cleaning the study in less than half an hour.

She could even catch the bus home in good time.

Since she was sweaty from working, she couldn’t simply return his t-shirt wet; thus, Jiayi changed back into her clothes, rolled up the damp tee, and took it home to wash, planning to bring it back clean next time.

When leaving the villa, Sister Hui saw her out.

At the iron gate, Jiayi was about to say goodbye and leave when Sister Hui stopped her.

"Miss Chu, there are some things that I think it’s better to clarify on your first day," Sister Hui’s voice was as cold as before, if not colder.

Jiayi looked at her, "What’s up?"

"You’re here in the villa as a maid to repay a debt. I hope you don’t get any other ideas because even if Mr. Huo doesn’t say anything, I won’t turn a blind eye."

It took a few moments for Jiayi’s brain to process what Sister Hui was implying.

She realized that wearing Huo Zhenyang’s t-shirt and revealing her bare legs while cleaning had caused a misunderstanding. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Sister Hui was the butler of the villa; how could she allow a maid to entice the master?

Especially a maid who was here to repay a debt.

If there was a hierarchy among the servants in the villa, then she would be—at the very bottom, right?

She couldn’t help but chuckle, "Don’t worry. Not only do I have no such intentions, even if I did, Mr. Huo would never be interested in me—I already have a son old enough to ’soy sauce’."

Seduce this man? True, he was very attractive and held a high position in Yundu, but trying to seduce him? She would freeze to death from the cold.

Sister Hui clearly didn’t buy it, snorting lightly, "Of course, I know that Miss Chu has a son. I also know it was your son who scratched Mr. Huo’s car, and you’ve come to repay and compensate for that. But what of it? Even if you have a son, Miss Chu is still very young and attractive. However, I hope you don’t set your sights on Mr. Huo. In the future, I don’t want to see any overly intimate behavior between you and Mr. Huo or any attempts to seduce him."

As soon as Sister Hui finished speaking, there was a "clang" as she shut the iron gate.

Jiayi was left standing there, dumbfounded for quite a while.

What the hell!

The house belonged to someone else, the servants belonged to someone else—it was all just a facade. She had never before encountered a man who lived in someone else’s mansion and bossed people around. Entice him? She didn’t have that kind of leisure.

She didn’t have the luxury of being angry any longer; she hurried toward the bus stop. The last bus would be leaving soon, and if she missed it, she would have to take a taxi, which would be awfully expensive.

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By the time she got home, it was already past ten at night.

Zaizai had already gone to sleep in his room.

Xia Tingxuan sat on the sofa, watching television while waiting for her daughter to come home.

Upon seeing her daughter arrive, Xia Tingxuan hurriedly stood up to heat up the food, "Did you come back from working overtime? You must be hungry, let me warm up today’s meals..."

"Mom, there’s no need, I already ate. You go to sleep first, I’m going to take a shower and then head to bed." Jiayi said with a smile, although her smile couldn’t hide a hint of guilt.

According to his specifications for maid work, she had to work as a maid at Huo Zhenyang’s place four to five days a week. If there was extra work, she had to be on call whenever, and she convinced her mom that because she had just started the job, she needed to work overtime several days a week, so her mom didn’t doubt it.

Seeing her very tired, Xia Tingxuan turned off the TV worrying about her, and went back to her room.

Jiayi, relieved that her mom had gone to rest, sighed and turned off the lights in the living room before entering the washroom, where she stealthily took a sweat-soaked T-shirt out of her handbag.

Such an expensive garment definitely needed to be hand-washed; what if she damaged it, wouldn’t that just add to the debt to repay?

Not daring to be negligent, Jiayi soaked the T-shirt in the washbasin.

After showering, Jiayi put her own clothes in the washing machine outside, figuring the man’s clothes should be soaked by now, and went back to the washroom. There, she saw a small, squat figure leaning over the basin, clutching the large men’s T-shirt and looking at it closely.

"What are you doing up and not sleeping—" she gasped in shock, quickly closed the washroom door, and snatched the T-shirt from Zaizai’s hands.

Zaizai had woken up in the middle of the night to pee, and after he was done, he had climbed up to the basin to wash his hands, only to discover the clothing soaking in it.

The garment was large and unfamiliar, definitely not his mom’s or grandma’s.

It was clearly a man’s!

Zaizai looked on alert, "This is a man’s clothing. Why are you washing a man’s clothes!"

Flustered, Jiayi faltered, "No, this is just mom’s clothing, it’s the loose-fit kind, comfortable to wear."

"You’re naughty, telling lies, I will tell grandma—" Zaizai ran toward the door.

Panic-stricken, Jiayi grabbed her son, lowering her voice, "Shh—don’t wake your grandma!"

Zaizai’s eyes brightened, "Oh, so it really is a man’s shirt. Mom, are you keeping a boyfriend a secret from grandma? And you didn’t even tell me!"

Jiayi rubbed her forehead, "With you minding things, how would your mom have the chance to get a boyfriend?"

Zaizai picked up the wet men’s T-shirt, "Hmph! Then whose is this?... Size 180, A brand limited edition. The person who likes this brand is, judging by the looks of it, around thirty years old, has good economic capacity, over one hundred eighty-five centimeters tall, very confident about his physique, and in terms of personality, he should be the mature and steady type, right?"

Jiayi stood there, flabbergasted, and then couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "Where did you learn this..."

Zaizai proudly said, "They’ve shown this brand on TV and in ads!" He then scowled with a very serious childlike voice, "Chu Jiayi, don’t try to change the subject. You haven’t answered my question yet!"

Knowing she couldn’t fool her son, Jiayi decided there was no choice but to make him an ally, "Zaizai, remember that uncle whose car you scratched? He wanted us to pay him back, right? Mommy can’t afford it, but I’ve made an arrangement with the uncle to go to his house each week to help clean, and that way we can work off the debt. I went to his house today, and because it’s easier to work in his T-shirt, I put it on. It got dirty and I couldn’t have someone else wash it, so I brought it home to clean and then I’ll return it to him."

She had also got help from that man to get into Yun Du, but Jiayi intentionally left that out, not telling Zaizai.

In front of her son, she still needed to maintain some pride. Both her mom and Zaizai thought she got into Yun Du based on her own merits.

Zaizai gasped, "So mom is working as a maid at that uncle’s house?"