Hidden talents and rising stars in the nanny industry

Chapter 162 They Can't Take Our Place in the Young Master's Heart

This statement completely blocked their escape route.

Zhang Xinru and Wang Ma got into cleaning, constantly grumbling.

They had no idea that this situation arose because they bought Xiaoxiaojia a gold lock.

"Is Fu Xiaochen crazy? His birthday is still half a month away. Does that mean we'll have to clean every day from now on? Luckily, he only has his birthday once a year. If it happened several times a year, it would kill us."

Fu Xiaochen had never celebrated her birthday before, so why was she already celebrating her birthday this year after just transmigrating? Did she just have to run into everything?

Aunt Wang was also puzzled. "Sigh, the young master has never had the habit of celebrating his birthday before. Why did he suddenly decide to celebrate this year?"

Zhang Xinru guessed, "It must be because Miss Jiajia came this year, so she wants to show off."

"Oh right, no wonder Fu Xiaochen was acting strange today. It turns out he wanted to tell Ye Jiajia that his birthday was coming up, but he was too embarrassed to say it, so he made such a fuss."

Aunt Wang suddenly realized, "Now that you mention it, it makes a lot of sense. Should we tell Miss Jiajia?"

Speak of the devil, and he appears; seeing such a commotion at the villa, Ye Jiajia felt it was no exaggeration to say they were moving.

"Aunt Zhang, what are you doing? Is Fu Xiaochen moving?"

Zhang Xinru glanced at the housekeeper directing everyone and thought of a good way to avoid cleaning.

"Miss Jiajia, the young master's birthday is in a few days. You need to prepare a birthday present in advance!"

"Shall I go with you to pick out a gift later?"

Wang Ma was not to be outdone, saying, "I'm going too. I can give you some advice when I get there."

Don't even think about leaving her home alone to clean.

Ye Jiajia muttered to herself, "So it's Fu Xiaochen's birthday coming up soon! No wonder he called honey a bee just now, he must really want to celebrate his birthday!"

Now everyone knows that Fu Xiaochen deliberately let everyone know that his birthday is coming soon.

"No need, Aunt Zhang and Aunt Wang. I won't bother you while you're working. I'll go buy the birthday present by myself."

Wang Ma: We are happy to be disturbed, please feel free to disturb us.

"No need to bother you, no need to bother you, shall we go with you?"

Ye Jiajia waved her hands repeatedly: "Really, it's not necessary."

Undeterred, Zhang Xinru asked, "Miss Jiajia, have you decided what birthday present you want to buy?"

Ye Jiajia shook her head, "I haven't decided yet. Anyway, Fu Xiaochen has everything he needs, so the thought is what counts."

Their plan to escape cleaning by going out failed, so the two turned their attention to Xiao Xiaojia.

"Little Jia must be hungry, right?"

“We are hungry, but we can’t let the young master’s child go hungry. The young master’s birthday is important, but his child is equally important.”

During the cleaning, Zhang Xinru and Wang Ma asked the housekeeper several times if they could feed Xiao Xiaojia formula before they were able to rest for a while.

Xiao Xiaojia felt that today was the day it had eaten the most, and it was afraid that a baby bottle would suddenly appear while it was sleeping.

This is the first time in my life that I'm afraid of drinking milk powder. I'm already stuffed, please have mercy.

Zhang Xinru had never longed for Fu Xiaochen to come home so much, even if it was just to argue with Ye Jiajia at home.

However, these past few days, Fu Xiaochen has been beaming with happiness, spending every day in blissful harmony with Ye Jiajia, showing no signs of arguing at all, and going to the company early every day after dinner.

Zhang Xinru treated the rag in her hand as if it were Fu Xiaochen, and rubbed it violently to vent her anger.

Was Fu Xiaochen doing this on purpose? Usually, meals take several hours to finish.

Why have you been leaving right after eating these past few days? I've never seen him so attentive to the company before.

"Ah! Aunt Wang, I can't take it anymore! Is this birthday really that important?"

Wang Ma lay on the bed, too lazy to move. "It's really unavoidable, let's just make do for a few more days!"

Zhang Xinru was also lying on the other side, saying, "I'm so tired. Apart from eating, I'm on my way to clean all day. How can there be so much to clean? Aren't you afraid of cleaning the house down?"

Dr. Zhao has been busy at the hospital these past few days, and today he finally had some free time to return home.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard voices coming from Zhang Ma's bedroom.

Knock knock knock!

"Aunt Zhang? May I come in?"

Zhang Xinru said weakly, "The door's unlocked, come in!"

When Dr. Zhao came in, he saw that they were lifeless.

"What's wrong with you all? You all look so listless."

"Also, what's been happening at home these past few days? I've heard several maids say they're going out to buy some gifts?"

Zhang Xinru sat up abruptly. "What did you say? The servants are going out to buy gifts?"

Dr. Zhao found her reaction a little strange: "Yes! It's just buying a gift, is there a problem?"

Zhang Xinru gritted her teeth: "Of course there's a problem. The young master's birthday is in a few days, and they must have gone to buy him a gift."

"These people are so cunning! They've finally found a chance to curry favor with the young master. Wang Ma, let's hurry up and go buy some!"

Wang Ma quickly sat up as well, "Let's go now, they can't possibly replace our place in the young master's heart."

Dr. Zhao's lips twitched. Wasn't he just lying in bed, too lazy to move? How come he's so energetic when it comes to buying gifts for the young master?

I wonder how those two will react on his birthday.

"So it's because the young master's birthday is coming soon."

"Is the Mid-Autumn Festival coming so soon? Hasn't the young master refused to celebrate his birthday all these years? Why has he suddenly remembered that he wants to celebrate his birthday?"

Zhang Xinru paused upon hearing Dr. Zhao's words, "Huh?"

"It's just a birthday, is there anything we don't know?"

Wang Ma also wanted to know the reason: "That is, why didn't the young master want to celebrate his birthday before?"

"explain."

"Say it."

"We want to hear it."

Dr. Zhao was blocked at the door by them: "Weren't you in a hurry to buy gifts?"

Zhang Xinru closed the door: "Suddenly I'm not in a hurry anymore. I'll listen to what's on my mind before I go."

Dr. Zhao thought it wouldn't hurt to tell them; it wasn't a big secret.

"Then I'll tell you. Just keep it to yourselves and don't tell the other servants."

Zhang Xinru gestured for Dr. Zhao to speak quickly.

"Don't worry, Wang Ma and I have isolated all the servants. Even if they want to talk to us, we don't care to talk to them."

Wang Ma felt guilty yet also felt that what Zhang Ma said made sense.

It's true that they isolated each other.

"Tell us now, we won't tell anyone else!"

After a long pause, Dr. Zhao finally said, "The day the young master's father passed away was also the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Zhang Xinru waited for a while, then asked uncertainly, "Is that all?"

Dr. Zhao slowly uttered two words: "It's gone!"

Wang Ma: "..."