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The reason for the abrupt conclusion of the Demon King story lies in various pressures—both from family and within myself. This led to what was originally intended to be a multi-million-word novel being hastily wrapped up in just a few hundred thousand words.
However, having promised to provide readers with an explanation, I felt compelled to fulfill that promise.
Ajima is the daughter of Cold Star and Clone Shi Yu. Due to violating the family rules set by Han Shaoyu, the Vampire Clan and werewolves, historically sworn enemies, were never meant to intermarry.
Cold Star was burned to death by Han Shaoyu using Ultraviolet, and naturally, Clone Shi Yu could not expect a favorable outcome.
Lingfeng is indeed a child of the universe, unable to prove his origins; even astronauts do not know his nationality, and whether he is from Gao Liren remains uncertain. But none of this matters anymore. Xiao Qiang has already reactivated the upgrade code for New Earth. In the years to come, we Earthlings will not be underestimated; anyone daring to set foot on Earth with ill intentions will face severe consequences.
As I was writing the final conclusion of the Demon King story, I was also facing the impending start of my internship. Reflecting on it all, it felt surreal—just yesterday I was an elementary school student, and now I am about to step into society. It’s hard to believe, but I must admit this is reality.
When I write, I prefer a quiet environment, yet I also crave a slightly relaxing atmosphere. This usually means putting on headphones and listening to melancholic songs with a cold detachment.
As I began to seriously contemplate how to conclude the unfinished plotlines without deepening my sense of guilt, my family remarked that I was just pretending to be busy. Regardless of their opinions, they didn’t want me typing away. Perhaps it was fate! Frequent colds seemed to validate their claims, giving them ample reason to order me to stop writing.
But where there’s a will, there’s a way. I can type on my phone or find a secluded spot to write alone; this is my passion and my stubbornness. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door that made my heart skip a beat. I remained silent as voices came from outside.
“Ding Li?”
Hearing that voice, I didn’t need to look; I knew who it was—the persistent and unruly Ye Liu Yun. To others, he appeared as a wealthy young master, but in reality, he was nothing more than a reckless spendthrift.
I found him particularly annoying; no matter how loudly he called out, I would ignore him.
As the saying goes: one should not have too many friends; one or two will suffice. The type of friends I'm referring to are those with whom you can easily converse—no need for grand promises—who can tolerate each other's flaws through thick and thin, whether they are of the opposite sex or the same sex. Although this requirement may seem strict, it is wisdom gained from enduring unexpected hardships and setbacks.
Zhu Zhu is one of my friends; she is young and beautiful and possesses great understanding. Aware of my struggles, she once suggested that I quietly seek out a peaceful environment during my internship before finding my own place in the world.
On my phone, aside from family contacts, only her number remains saved. The internship period is approaching quickly; Zhu Zhu has arranged for someone to help her find a job as a housekeeper—though in reality, it’s more akin to being a nanny.
Shh! This matter is a secret, and the people at home are unaware of it. It needs to be kept confidential! Zhu Zhu mentioned that this family has a spacious house and is quite wealthy. Unfortunately, there are only two of them left, a niece and her aunt, since their ancestors.
Don't rush; the strange story I’m about to tell took place in my employer's home.
My employer is named Yilan Shan, a name that sounds quite poetic. Before I even saw her, I was filled with various speculations and a sense of trepidation as I distanced myself from my classmates after the internship period. I took a bus to a rather remote yet picturesque suburb.
There are scattered houses here, said to belong to wealthy individuals. They buy villas here seeking peace and tranquility away from the bustling city, either to vacation or to fish in the wild, spending their holidays and happy times.
Following the route marked by Zhu Zhu, I arrived at the entrance of Villa No. 51.
I took a moment to steady my slightly trembling and anxious emotions. Please understand; this is my first time working away from home and school. Everyone has their first time, and I never expected mine would be as a housekeeper.
I raised my hand to knock on the door… waited in silence… My imagination ran wild as I unconsciously conjured an image of the mistress in my mind. According to Zhu Zhu, she is a serious woman who is strict with both matters and people, an unmarried older woman. Her aunt is said to be similar. Thus, when picturing the mistress, I couldn’t help but stray from reality, envisioning her as an icy beauty who keeps everyone at arm's length.
As I knocked, my hand trembled; I wondered if this mistress would accept me. I needed to make a good impression—this place had decent conditions, and the monthly salary was double what I earned for writing. More importantly, there would be plenty of spare time for reading and studying.
Finally, the door creaked open reluctantly, revealing a face even colder than I had imagined, staring at me in silence. Her deep gaze was as chilling as ice, penetrating into my very being, causing me to shiver involuntarily.
“Excuse me, are you Ms. Yilan Shan?”
“…” She maintained her unchanging posture, her piercing eyes still fixed on me with an icy glare.
“This is my letter of introduction, along with this…” I handed over the verification documents, but she remained expressionless and continued to stare blankly at me.
Was something wrong? I asked myself inwardly. Lowering my gaze, I inspected myself from head to toe. No way! Before leaving home, I had rehearsed in front of the mirror for quite some time. Could it be that my smile lacked warmth? Or was my attire unappealing?
My outfit should be fine—simple and neat without any makeup; my hair was tied up high in a ponytail. In others' eyes, I should at least have an eighty percent chance of turning heads! Why did this woman look at me with such an eerie gaze?!
Just when I felt stiff-backed and caught in a dilemma of whether to enter or retreat, another woman emerged from behind the wooden-faced figure—a more cheerful and warm-hearted woman.
Oh wow! This must be the real Yilan Shan. Dressed in pure white with a friendly smile reminiscent of my high school teacher, she radiated a unique glow. As she quietly observed me for several minutes while seated inside, there was an indescribable noble aura about her.
"Girls as beautiful as you must be from the big city, right? What made you come here to work?" Yilan Shan's voice was pleasant, perhaps that was why she wasn't married. Whether it was her figure or her voice, both were well-maintained.
"I don't like the noise of big cities; the pollution is too heavy now, so I thought I'd try here." I glanced again at the middle-aged woman who had remained silent.
"She's my aunt; she's mute..." Yilan Shan seemed to see through my thoughts and hurriedly explained.
"Oh..." I didn't need a mirror to know my mouth must have formed an 'O' shape.
"Well, she's a good child." Yilan Shan seemed to have a good first impression of me, nodding in approval as she continued, "If you want to work here, you must agree to three conditions."
"There are conditions?" Her words made the tension I had just eased return.
"Yes. First, do not casually make phone calls to the outside world. Second, if I'm not home or if you haven't gotten my permission, you cannot bring strangers in. Third, while you're working here, you cannot contact your old friends."
"..." What kind of conditions were these? I felt increasingly nervous, beads of sweat forming in my palms. I couldn't look; I could only rub my hands on my knees. "I..."
"Don't be nervous. While you're working here, I need to ensure your safety. So you must agree to these conditions, and then my aunt will take you to see the surrounding environment."
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