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The door to the room was not only wide open, but it was also as messy inside as it was outside.
Initially, we had instructed her to clean this place, but she did nothing. Moreover, due to the installation of internet cables inside, this woman even bought a computer screen and set it up inside to watch. At that moment, the desk that was originally used as a writing table for Longwen had a computer screen on it, and next to the computer screen were some leftover meals, which not only made the place dirty but also emitted a foul odor.
I could hardly imagine that such a person was recommended to us as a nanny by the Housekeeping Company.
Xiao Minxing's face turned pale with anger, and the veins on his hands were bulging.
Seeing him like this, I calmed myself down first and softly said to him, "Let her go for now; let's go see Jin Ke."
Unexpectedly, although he looked extremely angry on the surface, he was actually calmer than I was. He shook his head and said, "We can't go; we should call the police."
Indeed, this matter was no longer just a personal grudge. Ever since Jin Ke's incident, the police had already reviewed the video from that time and had also pulled up her previous criminal record; it would be easy to establish charges of intentional murder.
If we two went to search her residence privately now, it would only leave us vulnerable. It would be more appropriate to call the police.
After Xiao Minxing called the police, he dragged the nanny out.
Of course, we were going to confront the Housekeeping Company about this.
Unexpectedly, the nanny started shouting and refusing to go on the way.
I found this particularly strange and asked Xiao Minxing to pull over the car and questioned her about what was going on.
She didn't say much at first, but after she did, both of us were so furious that we felt like beating her up right there. We couldn't understand our pent-up resentment and realized why Ye Guang had asked me such questions; he must have thought that after we brought him in, we would treat him like his adoptive parents did—ultimately handing him over to others for abuse without caring for him or considering his feelings.
Those bad women depicted in those lines probably represented this woman too.
It turned out that this nanny was not someone we had found through the Housekeeping Company at all; she had been swapped out later by Jin Ke.
The one we had found was rejected by Jin Ke using some excuses before starting work because she knew the truth. This woman was from the same hometown as Jin Ke and had been in Haicheng for quite some time. Because she was lazy and didn't want to return home to suffer, she lived poorly most of the time. However, since she was from Jin Ke's hometown, whenever she couldn't afford food, she would go to them for charity.
After she was introduced here, all the conditions were so good that the woman cheered. Just the living expenses we provided her were much more than what she used to earn from odd jobs and begging from Jin Ke.
Moreover, she wouldn't take care of Ye Guang at all; instead, she let him take care of her.
In her words: "He can do everything by himself, no need for care. Usually, when we boil water or make instant noodles, he does it all by himself. But he has a bad temper; when I ask him to make me a bowl, he ignores me."
Xiao Minxing nearly ground his teeth upon hearing this.
I could only intervene to prevent any further trouble.
Although he didn't say anything, he glared at the woman and said harshly, "We give you money to take care of him, and now you let him take care of you? You really don't know how to appreciate life."
The woman lowered her head and said with her eyes darting around, "I don't always make him take care of me; he won't do it anyway. He doesn't listen to me."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing; asking a person with an intellectual disability to take care of her.
Xiao Minxing was so furious that he felt dizzy. He opened the car door and got out, taking a while to calm down before getting back in without saying a word and driving off.
Not knowing what he was planning to do, I asked, "What about this matter...?"
"Let's go to the police station and let the police handle it."
We didn't know what kind of punishment she would face—whether imprisonment or fines—but if we didn't send her away quickly, I really couldn't guarantee that Xiao Minxing and I wouldn't lose our tempers and hit her.
Even after a long time since sending the woman away, Xiao Minxing remained in a state of rage, his veins bulging. Whenever the car drove smoothly on the road, he would slam his hand on the steering wheel.
I was terrified and tried to comfort him, saying, "It's fine now; let's just have Ye Guang live with us from now on. Anyway, I don't have time to go to the studio right now; he doesn't need to go either. He can just stay at home."
He gritted his teeth and said, "We were too careless; luckily nothing worse happened. Otherwise..."
I knew he was a person who appeared cold but had a warm heart. On the surface, he didn't like Ye Guang and even felt a bit jealous because Ye Guang used to like me. These feelings were normal for a man.
However, at the same time, Xiao Minxing also understands that kind of crowd; he himself has walked that path before. Since we got involved in this matter, he has been wholeheartedly helping me, or rather, helping himself.
But he is too busy to pay attention to many things, and recently various incidents have been happening around us.
To some extent, it has already caused a sense of panic among people, so no one expected there would be problems here.
He was right; fortunately, we discovered it early. If something had really happened to Ye Guang, we would have regretted it deeply.
That said, today’s events are still quite strange. Someone must have wanted to lure Xiao Minxing to the studio, but unexpectedly it was me who went instead. What do they want? Who is that person? They are essentially a bomb hidden right beside us.
“Don’t mention this to anyone for now. Starting tomorrow, I will bring Bai Xiaoqing back and let her handle the studio. If it really doesn’t work out, we’ll just sell this place,” Xiao Minxing said on our way to his company.
In fact, this studio no longer holds any significance for him, and it is still under my name. I don’t think selling it is particularly important; he has always believed that it was created for my hobby and should be maintained for a while.
“You’re too busy right now, and I don’t have time to manage it either. Selling it wouldn’t be a bad thing. Besides, if I go back to work later, there are plenty of companies below; going to any one of them would be the same,” I said.
When Xiao Minxing heard me say this, he turned to look at me and after a long pause softly replied, “It’s not the same. Those companies are all profit-driven; only this place was built under our names and for your hobby. My feelings make it different.”
I rarely hear him speak so passionately about something. Since I’ve known him, he has either been rationally cold or furiously terrifying. It’s almost unheard of for him to express such deep feelings about something or someone. He is a businessman; everything he does is based on profit. Ending something that doesn’t make money and is troublesome is normal. Yet I didn’t expect him to value this studio so much, and the reason is simply because of me.
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