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This is the rest area in the living room.

The walls are made of mahogany and pale yellow floral wallpaper, with several oil paintings that look quite expensive hanging on them.

A vase filled with pale pink flowers sits atop a protruding mahogany pillar in the corner, adding a touch of life to the room.

The front and sides feature a fireplace and a wooden cabinet holding various tea sets.

The sofas in the center are arranged in a circle around the oval coffee table, with two two-seater sofas and two single sofas.

It has a certain antique charm.

Admiring the surrounding decor.

Jiang Yuan was also somewhat surprised.

'Does the Angel's household have many or few servants?'

'The dedicated medical team is quite large.'

'But aside from the doctor and the female bodyguards hidden in the corners, the number of maids, including the driver and the maid, was less than five...'

'It's great that there aren't even any male servants.'

From the moment Jiang Yuan stepped through the gates of the Angels' House.

Jiang Yuan noticed it instantly with his powerful senses.

There were four pairs of discreet eyes watching him from all around the villa.

therefore.

Jiang Yuan glanced around.

They discovered that the four maids were diligently cleaning or pruning the villa's garden.

Although the movements were earnest.

They didn't look in their own direction either.

But the inexplicable feeling of being watched made Jiang Yuan realize that it was the four maids.

Jiang Yuan's keen eyesight even allowed him to spot the incredibly thick calluses on their hands.

And the muscles that had been slightly tense since he stepped into the villa.

'They must be bodyguards.'

Jiang Yuan wasn't surprised.

Angel conglomerates hold a pivotal position in the world.

It would be strange if Jiang Yuan, the heiress of such a powerful conglomerate, didn't have a bodyguard.

Jiang Yuan even felt it wasn't enough.

And then they stepped inside the house.

Jiang Yuan also discovered that Angel's family really had very few maids or similar servants.

There aren't even five.

Is it because villas are easy to clean?

Jiang Yuan didn't quite understand the thoughts of these rich people.

shook his head.

Jiang Yuan didn't think about it anymore.

Withdraw your gaze from the surrounding decorations.

Jiang Yuan looked at his girls.

I saw.

Mao the Angel was sitting on one of the double sofas.

As if they hadn't heard Angel Mao's words, Qi Luoluo and the other girls focused their beautiful eyes on Jiang Yuan.

Even Angel Megumi narrowed her beautiful eyes and remained motionless.

Obviously.

The girls were all waiting for Jiang Yuan to make a decision.

"stare--"

"Mug-" Huang Ziyin's beautiful eyes closed slightly.

Angel Megumi gazed at her gently.

Qi Luoluo's "cat ears" swayed, her beautiful eyes were blank, and she made cute sounds that were only understandable to Qi Luoluo and Jiang Yuan.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the girls.

Jiang Yuan turned his head slightly to the side.

He first glanced apologetically at the women, then secretly mouthed something to Qiluoluo.

It's a bit like... sucking milk?

blinked.

I noticed that incredibly familiar movement.

"Buzz!"

Just a moment.

Familiar scenes then flood my mind.

"Um..."

Her body suddenly went limp, and she involuntarily slumped onto the single sofa beside her, her proud figure trembling with an astonishing arc.

Her long, slender, and firm legs involuntarily came together, and Qi Luoluo felt her cheeks burning as if on fire.

Kiraro could feel the shape of her beloved boy's lips every night.

Moreover, the experience is that it takes at least two hours.

Qi Luoluo knew it all too well.

Jiang Yuan wants to eat big rice balls and strawberries again tonight, and even wants to eat Golden Forest lava cake.

Thinking that Jiang Yuan would be enjoying her cooking again that evening, she thought about it.

Qi Luoluo naturally had no intention of vying for a place next to Jiang Yuan.

'Jiang Yuan likes Qi Luoluo's food. Everyone has lost.'

Looking at Qiluoluo's "tempting" appearance.

Jiang Yuan knew that Qi Luoluo understood what he meant.

I was looking forward to the evening.

She also turned to look at Mao the Angel.

now.

Angel Mao sipped her tea, watching Jiang Yuan and the others' actions as if she didn't care at all.

but……

"Hey! You're sitting way too close!"

Jiang Yuan sat down.

The already small sofa suddenly felt even more cramped.

Even through layers of clothing, I could feel the elasticity and softness of the fabric against my thighs.

Seeing that Angel Mao seemed somewhat unwilling and was pushing her away with a hint of disdain, she noticed that Angel Mao was pushing her away.

If Jiang Yuan hadn't felt the soft force coming from his hand, he would have actually believed it.

After a few symbolic shoves, I felt that the effect had met my expectations.

Angel Mao feigned a somewhat helpless expression, feeling a strange surge of joy within her, and her lively, bright, and adorable voice rang out.

"Quick, tell me, what brings you here!"

He glanced gently at the girl he liked.

Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "It's very simple. I heard that the minister..."

"Mao."

"Ok?"

"Hmph! Just call me Mao at home."

With her arms crossed and her face slightly flushed, Angel Mao raised her head and let out a soft hum.

'Does Xiao Chuan really need me to teach him such a trivial matter?'

"Okay, Mao."

"This is a special right granted to you by the minister, so don't get too proud."

"Of course not, I'm already very happy that Mao... let me call you by your name."

aside.

Watching Jiang Yuan and Angel Mao interact.

Since their plan failed, Huang Ziyin and Angel Hui, who were sitting opposite them, watched this scene with smiles and said nothing.

'The minister (older sister) is a patient, so today... for half a day... I'll let you have (Ogawa) Eigen-kun for a short while.' x2 The girls thought to themselves with such magnanimity.

thinking in mind.

Jiang Yuan's voice rang out again.

"Isn't it because Megumi told me that Mao was sick that she came to visit the department head out of concern?"

"And I didn't expect the minister's house to be so big, with a garden and a swimming pool and stuff."

Thinking about the various things Jiang Yuan had seen when he came in, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Jiang Yuan wasn't exactly unsophisticated; this was just the sentiment of a normal person seeing things they rarely encounter.

"Ogawa is so lame. It's just an ordinary house. What's so surprising about it?"

"Apologize to ordinary people."

Looking at Angel Mao, who had a "You're so weird, Ogawa" look on her face.

Jiang Yuan also felt slightly helpless.

Is this some kind of "common sense" from a young lady?

Before Jiang Yuan could say anything more...

At this time.

A gentle voice, with a magnetic quality that immediately came through.

"You must be Young Master Jiang Yuan."

Jiang Yuan turned his head.

He was standing on one side of the doorway.

She was dressed in a neat and clean classic maid outfit, with a white headdress and brown leather boots peeking out from under her long skirt.

Her face was delicate and beautiful, and her neat, smooth short black hair shimmered with a faint sheen under the light.

Even when dressed in a maid outfit, her exquisite curves and graceful, tall figure are still visible.

Gentle, capable, and elegant.

This was Jiang Yuan's first impression of the maid in front of him.