Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 1090 Destined

"First, you are not allowed to enter the study and master bedroom on the second floor without permission." Lu Chengyuan's fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a "thump thump" sound. "There are important documents in the study, and the master bedroom is my private space. You must remember that you are not allowed to set foot in these two places at any time." Su Wan nodded quickly: "I remember, Mr. Lu, I will never go in without your permission." "Second, you must wear the designated servant uniform during working hours." Lu Chengyuan continued, "The uniform will be prepared by Uncle Zhang. You must change into it before going to work every day and can only change it after returning to your room after work. You are not allowed to wear the uniform outside the villa." "Okay, Mr. Lu." "Third, you are not allowed to inquire about any of my private affairs, and you are not allowed to disclose the details of your work here to the outside world." Lu Chengyuan's eyes became sharp. "Including my daily routine, my work, and who I have met, these have nothing to do with you. You only need to do your job well. If I find that you have leaked any information about me to the outside world, the contract will be terminated immediately, and you must compensate me ten times my monthly salary as liquidated damages." This requirement was very harsh, but Su Wan did not hesitate at all. What she needed most right now was money. As long as she got her salary, she wouldn't hesitate to pry into her private affairs, even if she was asked to speak only three sentences a day. She quickly flipped open the contract and carefully reviewed the terms. The contract's contents were consistent with Lu Chengyuan's words, without any hidden traps. She pulled a pen from her canvas bag and wrote her name, stroke by stroke, in the signature area. She wrote the two words "Su Wan" with extra force, the sound of the pen tip scraping across the paper resonating clearly in the quiet study, like a confirmation key for her future. Lu Chengyuan glanced at the signature on the contract. The handwriting was beautiful, yet possessed a tenacity, just like her. He said nothing more, lowering his head to look back at the documents on the table. His tone was calm: "Be here on time for work tomorrow morning at 4 o'clock. Uncle Zhang will show you to your room." With that, he ignored Su Wan, as if she were nothing more than air. Su Wan tactfully stood up, gently placed the contract on the table, and bowed slightly to Lu Chengyuan: "Thank you, Mr. Lu. I will definitely be here on time tomorrow." With that, he followed Uncle Zhang out of the study. At the end of the corridor, Su Wan couldn't help but look back at the study door. The door was already closed, but she seemed to still see the man's cold and hard profile, which looked even more distant in the light of the desk lamp. She sighed softly, feeling a little complicated. Although the salary of this job was good, Lu Chengyuan's indifference and the coldness of this villa made her feel depressed. This place didn't feel like a home at all, but more like a cage without warmth, and she was the prisoner who was about to be locked up. But when she thought of her mother's hospital bills, she clenched her fists again. No matter what, as long as she could save her mother, no matter how hard or difficult it was, she would persevere. In the study, the moment Su Wan closed the door, Lu Chengyuan raised his head, his eyes fell on the two words "Su Wan" on the contract, his eyes complicated. He picked up the contract, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the handwriting at the signature, and then lowered his head to look at the cigar on his fingertips. In fact, he was not short of maids. Uncle Zhang had been with him for over a decade, keeping the villa so perfectly organized that he didn't even need another maid. But three days ago, he stumbled across Su Wan's resume and saw the note: "Mother is seriously ill and urgently needs money." For some reason, he asked Uncle Zhang to contact her. He remembered his own mother's death from a serious illness when he was a child. Back then, his father was too busy with his business to care for him, leaving him shuttling between the hospital and home each day, watching his mother's health deteriorate, powerless to do anything. He still remembers that despair. Perhaps it was a shared sympathy; perhaps it was the beautiful handwriting on Su Wan's resume; or perhaps he was tired of this villa filled with only coldness and rules, and wanted someone to break the dead silence. Lu Chengyuan placed his cigar in the ashtray, picked up his phone, and called Uncle Zhang. "Prepare a south-facing room for Miss Su tomorrow. Replace the furniture and buy some girly decorations. Also, check the kitchen utensils and replace any broken ones immediately." Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment before quickly replying, "Okay, Mr. Lu." He had been with Lu Chengyuan for over a decade, but this was the first time he'd seen Mr. Lu so attentive to a newly hired maid. After hanging up, Lu Chengyuan looked back at the name "Su Wan" on the contract, and a faint, almost inconspicuous smile curved his lips. He wondered if this girl, Su Wan, would bring a touch of warmth to this cold villa. Meanwhile, Su Wan was following Uncle Zhang toward the maid's quarters on the first floor. The servant's quarters were on the west side of the villa. Though small, they were clean, with a single bed, a wardrobe, and a desk. "Miss Su, please stay here for now. Tomorrow I'll show you around the villa and familiarize you with the work." Uncle Zhang handed Su Wan a key. "Here's the key to your room. Keep it safe. I've already had dinner prepared in the kitchen. I'll have the maid bring it to you later." "Thank you, Uncle Zhang," Su Wan accepted the key, a surge of gratitude filling her heart. After Uncle Zhang left, Su Wan sat on her bed, watching the gradually darkening sky outside the window, a mixture of emotions welling up in her heart. She pulled out her phone and texted the nurse at the hospital, "Nurse, I'll pay the hospital bill tomorrow. Please take care of my mother." The nurse quickly replied, "Okay, Miss Su, don't worry." Putting down her phone, Su Wan lay back on her bed and closed her eyes. Tomorrow, she would officially begin her life in this cold villa. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew she had to work hard—for her mother and for herself. In the study on the second floor, Lu Chengyuan sat on the sofa, Su Wan's resume in hand. His fingertips gently traced the name "Su Wan," his eyes growing increasingly complex. This late autumn night was destined to be an extraordinary beginning. Su Wan's eyes lit up. A monthly salary of yuan was more than three times her previous salary as a kitchen helper. With this salary, her mother's hospitalization expenses would be settled. She quickly picked up the contract and listened carefully to Lu Chengyuan's words. The contract was printed on A paper and bound neatly. The four characters "Employment Contract" were written on the cover. "Monthly salary of yuan, food and accommodation included, and the contract period is one year." His voice was flat, "But I have three requirements."