Watching Zhao Yan get into the car and drive out of the Lin family's territory, Jiaang Yingying heaved a sigh of relief. She turned her head and saw that the winding path was almost endless.

Oh no, she would have to walk back. With this thought in mind, Jiaang Yingying held Kangkang's chubby little hand tightly and walked back.

A gust of wind blew from somewhere and blew away Jiaang Yingying's hair. She suddenly felt all the hairs on her body stand up.

"Kangkang, it's getting dark. Are you afraid?" Jiaang Yingying asked softly. The silence around her made her feel a chill run down her spine.

"I'm not afraid! I'm a warrior of the Lin family!" Kangkang looked up at Jiaang Yingying. "Yingying, are you cold? Can I give you my coat?"

"Alright, alright. How can I wear your coat?" Kangkang's words made Jiaang Yingying not know whether to laugh or cry. However, she had to admit that Kangkang was the most genuine, simple, and warm care she could feel in the deep courtyard of the Lin family.

"By the way, Kangkang, can Yingying ask you something?"

"What do you want to ask? I can answer anything except for my parents."

This ghost elf could really guess what the adults were thinking. Hearing Kangkang's words, Jiaang Yingying could only sigh silently and did not ask any more questions.

"Yingying, do you also like to sigh?" Kangkang was puzzled. "I find that my grandfather always sighs, and I also like to sigh."

"Alright, little brat. Why are you sighing at such a young age? If you have anything to say in the future, just tell me."

"Okay!" Kangkang was so excited that he almost tripped over a small rock on the side of the road. Fortunately, Jiaang Yingying held him tightly and did not fall on the little ancestor of the Lin family. Otherwise, if he was dragged out and fed to the tiger ten times, it would not be enough!

After walking for a few dozen meters, it suddenly started to rain. Jiaang Yingying raised her head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky. After reminding Kangkang to speed up, she held his hand even tighter as they hurried back.

"Yingying, come here!" Kangkang raised his left hand and hooked his index finger at Jiaang Yingying.

"What's wrong?"

Jiaang Yingying moved closer to Kangkang's face with a confused expression on her face. She saw Kangkang put his small palm in front of Jiaang Yingying's forehead and said, "I told you I would protect you from the wind and rain!"

"Do you know what it means to be sheltered, baby?" Jiaang Yingying gave Kangkang a sly smile. "Fortunately, you're only four years old. If you were twenty-four years old, I don't know how good you would be at picking up girls!"

Kangkang gave her an innocent smile. It was unknown if he understood or not, but he obediently followed Jiaang Yingying as they ran in the rain.

He seemed to enjoy it very much.

Fortunately, the servants of the Lin family noticed that they had sent Zhao Yan out for a long time, and when they realized that it was raining, they sent a car to pick him up.

Jiaang Yingying waited for the car to stop beside her and then picked up Kangkang and got into the car. Both of their clothes were already half wet.

Kang Kangkang would catch a cold and get sick because of the rain, so Jiaang Yingying held him in her arms. As soon as the car turned around, she saw Kangkang's hands around Jiaang Yingying's neck. He had already fallen asleep.

"Miss Jiaang, you have been arranged to stay in the 'Jingles Room'. I will send the little ancestor there first, then drive you there."

Jingles Room? What the hell?!

When Jiaang Yingying heard this name, she wondered why the huge Lin family would have a room with such a strange name. However, she did not ask. She remembered that Lin Chengtian had told her to speak less and ask fewer questions in the Lin family.

When he arrived at the gate, there were already three servants waiting for him. Two of them were responsible for holding the umbrella, and the other was responsible for carrying Kangkang out of the car and into the villa.

"Hello, Miss Jiaang. I am the backup driver of the Lin family. From now on, I will be your personal driver." The driver introduced himself and chatted with Jiaang Yingying.

"Little C? Could it be that there's also Little Jia and Yi?"

"Don't you know?"

"Know what?"

Jiaang Yingying saw from the rearview mirror that Little C couldn't help but laugh. She adjusted her smile and said, "The eldest young master's driver is called Xiao Jia, and Second Young Master's driver is called Yi."

It turned out that Lin Chengtian's handsome Korean driver's name was Yi, but this name... Well, Jiaang Yingying was speechless. It was indeed easy to remember. It was just that the driver still had a spare, which surprised Jiaang Yingying. However, it was better not to ask too many questions, so Jiaang Yingying did not say anything else.

"Miss Jiaang, congratulations on checking into the 'Jingles Room'! Do you know the origin of the 'Jingles Room'?"

The servants trained by the Lin family were not supposed to be talkative. Jiaang Yingying felt that the reason why Little C wanted to talk to her so much was for one purpose - to please his master with gossip.

"This has nothing to do with me. I just need to live here." Jiaang Yingying shut off Little C's chatter.

To be honest, Jiaang Yingying was filled with curiosity, but she didn't want to talk too much with this purposeful Little C. She knew that if she asked Lin Chengtian, he would tell her the truth.

However, when she recalled Lin Chengtian's hesitation and retreat in Lin Yaoguo's study, Jiaang Yingying couldn't help but feel disheartened. If this man could treat me like Kangkang...

"Miss Jiaang, this is the place! As soon as you get out of the car, a servant will take you in." As Little Third spoke, he stopped the car and hurriedly got out to open the door for Jiaang Yingying.

"Hello, Miss Jiaang!"

As soon as she stepped out of the car, Jiaang Yingying was shocked by the greeting of the two maids.

"Hello, Miss Jiaang. I am Aunt Cui, who is responsible for taking care of your life."

"Miss Jiaang, hello, I am Mei, who is helping you with your work."

Logically speaking? Cooperate in work? Oh my god!

Jiaang Yingying was at a loss as to what to do when she saw the respectful and polite duo.

"Miss Jiaang, come with me. I'll take you directly to take a bath and change your clothes!" After Aunt Cui finished speaking, she raised her arm slightly and extended it in the direction they had entered.

"Miss Jiaang, it's already late today. You should rest first. Tomorrow, I will come early to explain to you about the work at the coffee shop."

"Oh, oh, oh." Jiaang Yingying nodded nervously to Mei, and followed Aunt Cui inside slowly.

Oh my god!

A full-time driver and two full-time maids, isn't my treatment too...

Before she could get used to such treatment, Jiaang Yingying was already standing at the door of the bathroom.

Oh my god! Oh my god!

The bathroom door was filled with all kinds of Doraemon dolls of all sizes, and on one side of the tub was a figurine of Doraemon, which had been artificially fashioned into a large pocket in front of its belly.

Although the cartoon was old, it was hard for people to hold their breath in front of such a magnificent scene!

Under Aunt Cui's guidance, Jiaang Yingying took steps in an orderly manner. She took off her shoes, socks, and outer clothes. When she was only left with the innermost layer of her bra and panties, Jiaang Yingying could not take it anymore. She cleared her throat and said, "Aunt Cui, I'll have to trouble you to wait outside."

"This..."

"What? Do you have a request? Do you have to watch me bathe?"

"Oh, no, no." Aunt Cui lowered her head and retreated to the door.

Jiaang Yingying was not at ease. She quietly walked to the door and locked it from the inside. She carefully searched every corner of the pool to make sure there were no cameras before she could undress and carefully slide into the pool.

The bathtub was very spacious. It was more than enough for ten people of her size to lie side by side at the same time.

The pool was filled with flower petals, and under the hot water, it emitted the scent of fruits. Jiaang Yingying used her palm to roll up a flower petal. It was a chamomile. No wonder it was so light and pleasant. She turned her head and saw that there was fruit juice and even a glass of awakened red wine on the cartoon shelf beside her. However, Jiaang Yingying was not interested in wine or beverages, so she turned her head and just quietly soaked in the water, enjoying the feeling of every cell in her body jumping as the water dripped into her skin.

The bathing instinct was infinitely relaxing and comfortable, but when she thought of her father, who was half paralyzed, Jiaang Yingying could not hold on any longer. She hurriedly jumped out of the bath, changed into the nightgown that Aunt Cui had prepared in advance, and walked out of the bathroom under Aunt Cui's guidance.

"Jingles Room."