Of course, many people will buy someone who serves wealthy families. However, Yu Yanhuan knows her duty well. She knows that such top wealthy families will have many secrets. If she cannot keep her mouth shut, she will not be able to stay in Qing's house for long.

So she ignored anyone who looked for her openly and secretly. Because of her persistence and not deliberately inquiries, Mr. Qing also asked her to stay in Qing's house until the end.

But people will change. The end of the world can force anyone from an angel to a devil, and can also make anyone change their loyalty and betray their masters.

Especially the person represented by this business card actually touched Yu Yanhuan. Although she would not betray Mr. Qing for this man, the woman who had been lonely for many years still had some fantasies about men. So the appearance of this man made Yu Yanhuan feel moved.

However, the other party only wanted to ask her to provide Mr. Qing's movements, and had no intention of getting along with her. So Yu Yanhuan was a river of spring water flowing eastward, and the fallen flowers were deliberately flowing ruthlessly. In the end, she could only treat this man as the object of fantasy. She had never taken the initiative to contact this man, but she always kept the man's business card.

"mine???"

Shen Yanan looked at Yu Yanhuan with suspicion and asked:

"Gold mine? You mean, at the foot of the house we once lived in, is a gold mine?"

"Oh my god, we've really slept in the gold mine."

Tang Xinyuan, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but scream, and his body fell on the back of the sofa chair, shouting:

"No, no, I feel excited whenever I think of myself sleeping in the gold mine. We must get that house back, the gold mine."

Beside her, Yu Li, who seemed much calmer than Tang Xinyuan, was the daughter of Yu Minglang and Shen Yanan. She turned her head slightly and looked at Tang Xinyuan and asked:

"But, what is the use of gold mines for us now? Gold is not valuable anymore, it is not as valuable as crystal core coins."

"It's useless, what should Qing Xiran do to get back that villa?"

Tang Xinyuan rolled his eyes at Yu Li, and said to his mother Yu Yanhuan:

"Mom, we can't get this villa back by ourselves, so we go to ask someone for help. Who is on your business card? Do you have that great power to help us get the villa back?"

When she mentioned this person, Yu Yanhuan's eyes shone with spring and soft light. This emotion was hidden in her eyes and she dared not let anyone see it easily, because this was the softest memory in her heart and she didn't want to share it with anyone.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the book that had been turned on in her hand and the gold-hot business card that she had rubbed countless times, and said:

"He is a very special person."

A man who spoke very gentlely, during that time, he would wait for her every week at the entrance of the small supermarket at the foot of the mountain where Yu Yanhuan must go, because she would have her own time every week to go down the mountain to purchase some daily necessities she needed. Yu Yanhuan didn't know how this man knew his whereabouts, but as long as she went down the mountain, she would definitely see him.

He would help her carry things and accompany her to shop with her. Although his final purpose would be to ask her about Mr. Qing’s movements and the news about that mine, but Yu Yanhuan didn’t say it, he had never shown her hideous face.

Looking back, Yu Yanhuan inevitably added a filter to beautify this man, but who can say that every woman has not added a beautification factor when she is moved?

It was a day that Yu Yanhuan never said it explicitly and refused, but it was still deep in her heart and couldn't help but secretly fantasizing and looking forward to.

She lost her father at a young age and lost her husband at a young age. At that time, she was the best woman. The other party was handsome and thoughtful in doing things. Although he did not expressly say that he had any meaning between men and women to her, the ambiguous atmosphere he created was enough to melt Yu Yanhuan.

Many times, Yu Yanhuan was fantasizing that if she was willing to soften her a little, was willing to agree to him, and regularly reported to him about Mr. Qing’s every move, would he have a future with him?

Whether it is blossoming and fruiting, or whether it is a flower in the mirror, there will always be such a clear explanation between the two people, and there is no need to think about it here.

But the fact is that the man had been persisting for almost a year. Just when Yu Yanhuan thought he would wait like this, the man disappeared and left nothing, so he left her a business card.

From then on, it became a thought.

This made Yu Yanhuan always leave a place for him when she was busy at Qing’s house and when she was cleaning, no matter what she did.

Tang Xinyuan looked at her mother with a cursive care and touched the business card in the book. She leaned over and snatched the gold-burned black-bottomed business card, chanting the name on it.

"bily? Mom, is this a foreigner or a fake name? What's the special thing about him? So many people ask you about Mr. Qing, why is he worthy of your special attention?"

As a result, before Tang Xinyuan finished speaking, Yu Yanhuan snatched the business card back. When Tang Xinyuan turned around and looked at her mother with surprise, Yu Yanhuan had already put the business card into the book and put the book behind her pretending to be careless.

The white moonlight she left in her heart naturally refused to let Tang Xinyuan be destroyed like this.

Just heard Yu Yanhuan seemingly trying to deliberately divert everyone's gaze and said to the people of the Yu family:

"If we want to take back the Qing family villa, we must find someone with a stronger power than us to help us get it back. We can find a way to contact the person in this business card. We will negotiate with him. He will go dig a gold mine. We only need the Qing family villa."

"So, the Qing family really has a gold mine?"

Tang Xinyuan's attention was indeed transferred from that business card to the topic of gold mines. If there was really a gold mine, who would be the kind of person who needed this gold mine now? Is the gold mine still as valuable as before the end of the world?

"Whether there is or not, we must insist that there must be a gold mine under the Qing family villa."

Yu Yanhuan took a deep breath, with a look of courage to burn her boats in her eyes. Her thin body seemed to contain great power and said to everyone in the Yu family:
Chapter completed!