39: Personal Butler

Watching Yaoyao walk into the kindergarten, Wu Fan sat in his car, lit a cigarette, and searched for Zhou Ruyan's Audi.

He finished the entire cigarette but still hadn't found it, so he could only drive home.

This woman took the money, surely she wasn't deliberately hiding, was she? Human hearts are hard to gauge; maybe she was just treating Wu Fan as a fool.

She spoke nicely and agreed readily, but in reality, it was all for the money.

If that were truly the case, Wu Fan couldn't exactly force the issue.

Wu Fan didn't dwell on it. He deliberately drove slowly past the entrance of her Musen Clothing Store and saw that she was inside conducting business.

She still possessed that elegant demeanor.

She was speaking very attentively to a middle-aged man, occasionally glancing at the new clothes he was wearing.

He estimated the deal was done.

Wu Fan stepped on the gas and left. As long as her store was open, he wasn't afraid of her running away. Besides, her daughter Sweetie was in the same class as Yaoyao, so what was there to worry about? They would definitely run into each other.

After Wu Fan returned home, he thoroughly cleaned the place, mopping the floor and wiping down the coffee table, nightstands, and other surfaces.

Why was there always so much dust inside the house? Where did it all come from?

For a grown man, dealing with this stuff was truly difficult. If he didn't do it, it was too dirty, but doing it made him feel annoyed.

The thought of hiring a Nanny came back to his mind.

Perhaps he really should find a personal housekeeper. What's the big deal about spending one hundred thousand a month? Not only could she manage the household perfectly, but perhaps she could also serve him when he couldn't sleep at night.

Issues like picking up and dropping off Yaoyao from school and meals could also be solved simultaneously.

Thinking this, he tossed the rag into the bathroom, put on his jacket, and headed out the door.

Fang Hanyu opened her door at that exact moment and said coquettishly, "Wu Fan, are you rushing off to meet Pan Shiting?"

Wu Fan peeked into her inner room, confirmed Wang Runmin was definitely not there, then let his gaze linger on her ample chest. He stepped closer and wrapped his arm around her slender waist, "What's wrong? Do you really want me to date Pan Shiting that badly?"

Fang Hanyu let out a sweet laugh, looked up, and lightly patted Wu Fan's chest, "Were you an eunuch in your past life, never having enjoyed the taste of a woman? Why are you obsessed with this kind of thing in this life?"

Wu Fan laughed, "Stop pretending. Have you been waiting by the door for me to come out? I bet you've been burning with desire since early this morning, haven't you?"

Fang Hanyu's face was flushed with excitement, and she spoke sweetly, "You're awful."

... She said in a soft, delicate voice, "Do you like Pan Shiting, the one I introduced you to?"

"She's good, but I still need to get to know her more deeply. After all, we've both been divorced once; we can't just rush into the cage of marriage again, right?"

Fang Hanyu raised her hand and lightly slapped Wu Fan's shoulder, "You just want to play with her first. Don't make it sound so high-minded."

Wu Fan chuckled, walked over, and lightly caressed her red lips, "That little mouth of yours isn't just good at eating; it's also quite sharp when talking."

Fang Hanyu opened her mouth and lightly bit Wu Fan's fingertip, mumbling, "Be careful, or I'll eat your finger like a jujube candy."

Wu Fan pretended to be very scared and said, "This servant deserves to die. Please forgive me, my mistress. This servant will certainly make sure your little mouth is full next time."

Fang Hanyu released his finger and couldn't help but burst into giggles... "Go back to sleep for a bit. I need to go to a domestic service agency to find a Nanny. I'm really too lazy to clean."

As soon as Wu Fan finished speaking, he had already put on his jacket.

Fang Hanyu licked her lips and said, "Wu Fan, you must have come into unexpected wealth, buying a car and now looking for a Nanny. The person who won over thirty million that was reported on the news last time—it wasn't you, was it?"

Wu Fan strode to the doorway, stopped, and said, "That's the office director's business. Don't overthink it."

After he went downstairs and got into his car, he drove straight to the "Aijia" Domestic Services Agency.

He had long heard that this domestic service agency was particularly impressive, reportedly having hundreds of registered female domestic workers of all age groups.

Wu Fan thought that if he wanted to find a young, beautiful, all-around personal housekeeper, this company would likely have one, as they were the largest domestic service agency on the entire island.

When Wu Fan entered, the proprietress was sitting in front of a computer looking at something.

Wu Fan got straight to the point and asked, "Proprietress, I'm looking for a 24-hour personal housekeeper. Do you have anyone available?"

The proprietress looked up, sized up Wu Fan, and gave a slightly strange smile, saying, "The price for 24-hour service is quite high."

She stood up, motioned for Wu Fan to sit down, and even brewed him a cup of tea.

Wu Fan crossed his legs and said, "About how much per month? Tell me."

The proprietress paused, "The price varies for each age group. About how old are you looking for?"

Wu Fan said, "If they're too young, I worry they won't be capable; if they're too old, they won't be pleasing to the eye. Around 25 years old, do you have anyone?"

The proprietress laughed heartily, "Of course we do. Do you have any other requirements?"

"What other requirements could I possibly have? Young, beautiful, smoking hot figure, busty and curvy?"

After Wu Fan finished speaking, he burst into laughter.

The proprietress said very seriously, "Those requirements are completely acceptable."

She paused, then continued, "It will be about 100,000 per month, and we guarantee they will serve you perfectly."

She looked up at Wu Fan meaningfully, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Wu Fan nodded and asked, "Can I choose for myself?"

"Yes, you can. Just like the dating show *If You Are the One*, you can choose whoever catches your eye. If our agency's service is ranked second on the entire island, no one dares to claim first."

A hint of pride was revealed in the proprietress's tone.

Wu Fan vaguely felt that this domestic service agency didn't seem like an agency at all; it seemed more like a pimping operation.

"Can I choose now, or do I have to wait a little longer?"

The proprietress sat back down by the computer desk, "You can choose right away. I'll notify the group, and those who meet the requirements will come in one after another. You can choose them one by one."

Wu Fan nodded, picked up the teacup, and slowly began to drink.

Since he had come today, he absolutely had to take one back with him.

Sure enough, he didn't have to wait long before the girls meeting the requirements started coming in one by one.

There were the cute type, the elegant type, the mature type, the sophisticated type, the pure maiden type, the loli type, the innocent type, the secretly sultry type, and so on.

Wu Fan felt his blood pressure almost rise just looking at them. He could only adjust his breathing and shift his attention.

These women were fantastic; it was a little hard to choose.

When he bought a large villa later, it would be fun to take all these women with him.

After careful consideration, he ultimately chose the mature type.

He had a special fondness for well-endowed women.

Having gone through a thousand sails (experienced many things), he still felt that mature women had the most charm.

This woman had a doll face and a sweet smile, with a large bust, slender waist, and curvy hips—exactly to Wu Fan's taste.

He currently had no interest in flat-chested women; they usually couldn't withstand his bombardment.

"What is your name?" Wu Fan looked at her face and smiled faintly...