Just one glance, and Gu Jingrui's heart couldn't help but stir subtly. His thin lips curved slightly, carrying a trace of a smile, and he softly uttered a few words, laced with evident curiosity.
"Third Young Master Gu, I'm your caregiver now. You can't fire me just because you know me. This is my favorite job, after all."
Zhou Xingyan spoke with seriousness, seemingly upright and composed, though the corner of her lips faintly carried a smile. Being this close to the person she loved felt incredibly wonderful. If possible, she wished she could stay like this forever, regardless of her identity, just as long as she could remain by Gu Jingrui's side.
"Ah! Caregiver?"
Gu Jingrui was taken aback yet again. His deep black eyes reflected a hint of a puzzled curve, his lips lightly parted, and he repeated the two words.
This little girl's passion for work was truly… unique.
