Sheng Xiao Han Yu

A white European-style building is surrounded by lush green trees, and the servants are busy cleaning this huge villa. There is a unique garden behind our villa. It is different from the other gardens in the villa. The other gardens are planted with green plants, many of which are tropical plants with large leaves. But here, a separate garden is planted with lisianthus and hydrangeas of various colors, as well as small green plants for embellishment. There is a particularly beautiful swing installed in the corner of the garden. Hua Sheng came out from their small village to work last month and found her first job here, which is to take care of this beautiful garden. Hua Sheng thought that the open space next to the swing should be equipped with a leisure table and chairs and a parasol, so that the owner can sit there when admiring the flowers.

Hua Sheng finished her work and thought it would be dinner time soon, so she decided to sit down and rest before heading back. The owner of this place had returned today, and the women working there said he was young, handsome, and wealthy. He was unrivaled in the city's business world. When his family business was struggling, he weathered the storm and turned it around, rising to become the city's leading company. This powerful, yet mysterious and understated owner was returning tonight. Hua Sheng was a little nervous, but she felt safe in this quiet environment.

The villa's gate slowly opened, and a low-key, luxurious car drove in. The car stopped at the entrance, and Uncle Meng, the butler who had been waiting at the gate, stepped forward to open the door. A man stepped out. His skin was as white as jade, as if magically smoothed. His slender fingers exuded a noble aura. The butler said respectfully, "Welcome home, young master!"

"Uncle Meng, thank you for your hard work while I was away!" His voice was low and magnetic. He was the owner of this villa, Ouyang Hanyu, an ancient surname.

"This is what I should do. Young Master, you have worked hard on the journey. Go upstairs and have a rest first. I will go upstairs and call you when it's dinner time!" The butler always does everything for the young master himself.

Ouyang Hanyu paused at the door of the master bedroom on the third floor, glanced at the locked room on the far left, and then walked into the room. The room was very large, with a grand and calm decoration. The colors inside were mainly gray and white.

Ouyang Hanyu pinched his brows tiredly, took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom with his slender legs. His abdominal muscles were as sharp as if cut by a knife, and he was both strong and soft, exuding an incomparable charm. All the toiletries in the bathroom were exclusively for Ouyang Hanyu. Ouyang Hanyu finished his shower quickly, tied a bath towel around his waist, walked to the bed and paused. He didn't know what he thought of. He went into the cloakroom and took out a white wool sweater from the rows of mainly black and white clothes. He also chose a pair of black cropped casual pants and put them on. He put on a pair of white Italian leather sneakers and walked out. He went downstairs and walked into the quiet depths of the garden along a path on the left that was lined with plane trees on both sides. Until he reached the gate of an arched garden, there was an elaborate sign hanging on the door, but there was no words on the sign. Ouyang Hanyu didn't know what he thought of. He looked at the sign with his deep eyes and walked in. The fragrance of flowers filled the garden, and the flowers bloomed vibrantly. These flowers were not so lush when he left. Didn’t the servant who used to take care of the garden go back to his hometown? Could it be that Uncle Meng has been taking care of it himself for more than a month? Although these flowers are not very valuable, they are valuable because they were cultivated by him with all his heart. When he was about to reach the swing, he saw a little person sitting under the cherry tree next to the swing. Ouyang Hanyu walked closer and saw that it was not a child but a girl judging by her figure. He couldn’t see her face clearly because she was sleeping with her legs bent and her arms around her. Ouyang Hanyu thought that she was the one who took care of this garden during this period. She must be a diligent little girl.