Lin Xuan put away his things and said to Captain Wang, "Go check all the information related to this license plate number, including the address."

"yes!"

After Shen Yuchu returned home, her assistant Xiao Wang invited her family's [male nanny] to come down.

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, quickly carry your master on your back."

Xiao Mo, 1.9 meters tall, fair-skinned, handsome and resolute, doesn't look like a servant in this house at all. Instead, he looks like the master of this house.

However, he happened to be Shen Yuchu, the servant he picked up when he went out.

That day, when Shen Yuchu went out, she saw a man in tattered clothes squatting in front of her house, snatching food from a group of stray dogs.

Out of sympathy, Shen Yuchu bought a breakfast for Xiao Mo.

Who knew that from then on, he would [depend] on her. He said he had nowhere to go and had been hungry for several days. She didn't ask Shen Yuchu to be nice to him, as long as she gave him something to eat.

However, ever since Shen Yuchu [accepted] him, her life as a queen began.

Because, Shen Yuchu discovered that this [male nanny] could do everything, including massage, shoulder and back rubbing, foot rubbing, laundry, cooking, and mopping the floor.

The most important thing is that he is obedient!

Never contradict her.

As long as it was something Shen Yuchu decided, he would definitely agree with it wholeheartedly.

As time went by, Chen Yuchu decided to keep Xiao Mo.

He never charged Shen Yuchu a penny, and occasionally he would prepare a valuable "little surprise" for Shen Yuchu.

Xiao Mo said that he was extremely lucky and he could always win the special prize when he went to the mall to draw the lottery.

Chen Yuchu was so happy holding the expensive necklace that he couldn't sleep for several days. Not because Xiao Mo gave it to him, but because it was free.

At this moment, Xiao Mo had already carried Shen Yuchu to the villa, and his assistant Xiao Wang drove away.

When Xiao Mo saw Shen Yuchu's feet were so swollen, he half-knelt beside Shen Yuchu, "Master Chuchu, why are your feet so swollen?"

Shen Yuchu sighed: "I've been entangled by a rogue, bastard, it's very annoying."

Xiao Mo took over Shen Yuchu's bag and took out the ointment from it, "I'll give you a hot compress first, and then apply the medicine on you. I've already prepared the meal, I'll apply the medicine on you first, and then you can eat, okay?"

Shen Yuchu nodded, "Yeah."

After Xiao Mo had dealt with all these things, he carried Shen Yuchu to the dining table.

"Master Chuchu, these are all your favorites, sweet and sour spareribs, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, sweet and sour fish, and this plate of prawns. Here are three vegetarian delicacies, and this river clam soup, enjoy!"

As Shen Yuchu ate the food in front of her, she actually breathed a sigh of relief, "I met a psychopath today."

Xiao Mo still held the spoon and scooped soup for Shen Yuchu, "Master Chuchu, are you a stalker fan?"

If that was really the case, he wouldn't mind solving it [personally].

Chen Yuchu shook her head, "More terrible than illegitimate fans, it's my husband!"

Xiao Mo: “…”

His hand that was scooping the soup was slightly startled. Then, he pursed his lips and said, "Master Chuchu, didn't you escape?"

Chen Yuchu sighed helplessly, "That's the trouble. He didn't even sign the divorce application. I'm still married!"

"What? Shameful!" Xiao Mo said, and he stood up after slapping the table. The table was shaking because of the force of his slapping, and the dishes and chopsticks were shaking.

Shen Yuchu: "Why are you so excited?"

"I~I'm here on behalf of Master Chuchu. You're angry!"

Shen Yuchu curled his lips: "This bastard doesn't want to divorce, I wonder what he wants to do?"

Xiao Mo: "Yes, that's a son of a bitch! Master Chuchu, where is he? I'll teach him a lesson for you and force him to divorce and sign the papers."

Shen Yuchu: "Camp No. 6, Xiaonan Street, Huainan Road, Yandu City."

Xiao Mo: "...Master Chuchu, that's the barracks, we can't get in, this... is he a soldier?!"

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