End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

Master Chen pushed the door open and walked in, his face gloomy, looking at Fan Mengmeng and Xiaofu sharply. "What's going on? What are you mumbling about here?"

Xiaofu trembled with fear and knelt down quickly: "Master Chen, I...I am just bringing some food to this young lady."

Master Chen snorted coldly and waved his hand, signaling Xiaofu to leave. Xiaofu fled the room as if he had been pardoned.

Only Fan Mengmeng and Master Chen were left in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Master Chen walked up to Fan Mengmeng and looked down at her.

"Tell me, who are you? What is your purpose here?"

Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. "I...I'm really just a lost person. I don't mean any harm."

Master Chen obviously didn't believe it and sneered, "Lost? Lost in our young master's house? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"

Fan Mengmeng knew that it was useless to explain further, so she simply changed her strategy.

"Master Chen, I know that the young master has been worried about the unclear accounts recently. Perhaps I can help."

Master Chen was stunned, a hint of suspicion flashing in his eyes. "You? How can you help?"

Fan Mengmeng smiled slightly, feeling confident.

"I come from a place far away, where there is a magical accounting method that is simple, clear and not prone to mistakes." She picked up a branch, drew a table on the ground, and explained the principles of the debit and credit accounting method.

At first, Master Chen just watched the joke, but as Fan Mengmeng explained, his expression gradually became serious, and finally he showed a look of shock.

This method... is unheard of, but it seems to be feasible!

He stared at the table on the ground, pondered for a moment, then looked up at Fan Mengmeng, his eyes full of inquiry. "Are you... really just a lost person?"

Fan Mengmeng looked him in the eye, her tone firm. "I told you, I mean no harm. I just want to prove my worth in exchange for a place to stay."

Master Chen said nothing more and turned to leave the room.

Fan Mengmeng looked at his departing back, feeling uneasy, wondering if her actions could change her fate.

After a long time, a steady sound of footsteps was heard and stopped at the door.

The door was pushed open and a tall figure appeared at the door. Facing the backlight, his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Let her come over." The voice was low and magnetic, it was Teng Junze.

Teng Junze stood at the door with his hands behind his back. The afterglow of the setting sun outlined his slender figure, adding a touch of mystery to him.

"Let her come over." His voice was low and magnetic, with unquestionable majesty.

Fan Mengmeng slowly stood up and walked towards Teng Junze step by step.

As the distance shortened, she could see his angular face more clearly and feel the powerful aura emanating from him.

When their eyes met, there seemed to be a strange atmosphere in the air, and Fan Mengmeng's heartbeat involuntarily quickened a bit.

"I heard from Master Chen that you know a peculiar method of accounting?" Teng Junze's eyes were deep, as if he could see through everything.

Fan Mengmeng nodded slightly, trying hard to suppress the nervousness in her heart, and explained the debit and credit accounting method again.

Teng Junze listened quietly, occasionally asking some questions, and Fan Mengmeng answered them one by one.

After finishing her speech, Fan Mengmeng mentioned the problem of some people in Teng Mansion falling ill inexplicably recently.

"Sir, I've noticed that some people in the mansion have symptoms of coughing and fever, and they're concentrated in a specific area. This might be because..." She paused and continued, "They haven't washed their hands frequently, nor have they paid attention to food hygiene, leading to the spread of germs."

Teng Junze raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary woman could be so knowledgeable.

Xiaofu stood aside and was also happy for Fan Mengmeng. He secretly gave her a thumbs up.

"Therefore, I suggest that everyone wash their hands before and after meals, and cook food thoroughly before eating..." Fan Mengmeng explained the importance of hygiene knowledge in detail and demonstrated the correct way to wash hands.

Teng Junze looked at her serious expression, and a ripple appeared in his heart.

He began to re-examine the woman in front of him. Perhaps, she was not just an ordinary lost person.

"Where did you learn all this... knowledge?" Teng Junze's voice was low and inquiring.

Fan Mengmeng smiled slightly and said mysteriously, "This is a secret." She looked up at Teng Junze with a hint of cunning in her eyes.

Teng Junze's gaze fell on Fan Mengmeng and did not move away for a long time.

"Secret?" He repeated the word with a meaningful tone.

Seeing this, Master Chen stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Young Master, this woman's origins are unknown. While her words may make some sense, you must be wary." He stroked his beard, a hint of worry in his eyes. "This strange knowledge may be a ploy to deceive you, Young Master."

Teng Junze did not respond immediately. He walked to the window, looked at the sky gradually darkening outside, and fell into deep thought.

The appearance of Fan Mengmeng was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Her knowledge, her words and deeds are incompatible with this era, yet they have a peculiar appeal.

He was curious about her background, yet wary of her, wavering between trust and suspicion.

After a long time, Teng Junze turned around, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"Master Chen, your concerns are not unreasonable." He paused and turned his gaze to Fan Mengmeng, "You, just stay in the mansion for a while." Fan Mengmeng was delighted. This was undoubtedly a good start. At least she didn't have to worry about sleeping on the streets anymore.

"Thank you for taking me in, sir." She bowed, trying hard to hide her inner excitement.

"However," Teng Junze changed his tone, "You can only move around in specific areas of the mansion. You are not allowed to move around at will without my permission." Although his tone was stern, Fan Mengmeng knew that this was already the best outcome.

"I understand." She nodded obediently.

Teng Junze waved his hand, signaling Xiaofu to take Fan Mengmeng downstairs to settle down.

Xiaofu walked up to Fan Mengmeng with a happy smile on his face and said softly, "Girl, please follow me." He led Fan Mengmeng through the corridor and to the backyard.

"Tomorrow, I'll take you somewhere." Xiaofu lowered his voice mysteriously.

Fan Mengmeng asked curiously, "Where?"

Xiaofu just smiled without answering, and quickened his pace, leaving Fan Mengmeng alone there, her heart full of anticipation and a hint of uneasiness... "You'll know when you get there." Xiaofu turned around and gave a meaningful smile.