After arranging a time with Feng Ting, Lin Baici opened Wang Fang's WeChat again.
She had spent the entire summer vacation living in the villa.
To be honest, with Lin Baici away, she had a lot more freedom. It almost felt like the place was her own home. But Wang Fang was an honest woman. Apart from cleaning at set times every day, she never went upstairs.
Even so, she occasionally took a few photos of the house and asked Lin Baici what he thought.
For instance, she'd bought a money tree and transplanted it into the backyard. Or she'd noticed a crack in one of the Panamera's front tires and asked if she should have someone come service it ahead of time.
That way, when Lin Baici needed the car, he wouldn't have to take it to a repair shop. It would be safer and save time.
In short, she wanted to make herself useful. Otherwise, earning such a high salary every month while having nothing to do all day made Wang Fang worry she might get fired.
Lin Baici hadn't replied to Wang Fang even once since leaving for Hong Kong Island.
The poor woman must have been worried sick!
In her last message, she'd even volunteered to forgo her salary for the month since she hadn't been able to look after Lin Baici.
If you did the math, Wang Fang's food and other expenses were all covered by Lin Baici, and she'd also saved on her biggest expense—rent.
Lin Baici reread her messages, then started a video call.
He rarely stayed at home, so he didn't know Wang Fang very well. He only knew that she was a good cook, honest, and always kept herself busy.
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