Chapter 9 She is a multi-functional toy

  Su Yan came out of the bath and only then realized that she didn't have any clothes. Feng Jue was very averse to her wearing his clothes, and she herself was even more unwilling.

  But what if there's no clothes?

  Helpless, she had to pick up Feng Jue's bathrobe and put it on again. When she walked into the bedroom, she found that Feng Jue was no longer in the room, and Su Yan let out a sigh of relief.

  She hastily opened his closet, wanting to find a woman's clothes to wear temporarily, but when the closet was opened, they were all men's clothes, and most of them were formal shirts and suits.

  She only then noticed that the entire bedroom had almost no signs of a woman's presence, let alone women's clothes, not even a single strand of hair.

  She thought to herself, how could a man like this not have a woman? However, thinking back to her own mistakes last night, he indeed had some suspicions of being a virgin.

  Her own clothes were exchanged for a few pieces of cloth on the auction table, which could not be worn normally.

  Su Yan gritted her teeth, washed the wet thing clean, then used a dryer to dry it, and then found a white undershirt with the smallest size from the closet and put it on. Although it was the smallest, it still basically covered her thighs.

  It's definitely inevitable to be humiliated, but being humiliated is better than having nothing to wear.

  She'd rather be scolded.

  After barely covering her body, Su Yan went to the living room. She was a clever person and had limited patience with Feng's absolute nonsense. Although he promised not to give her away, a man's promise was only as good as his word.

  Gong Zi Huan promised to take care of her for a lifetime and fell in love with Wen Luo without any hesitation.

  Feng Ze was having breakfast in the dining hall, Su Yan looked at him and walked over nervously, "Master Ze..."

  "Eat," Feng Jue said without lifting his head, coldly throwing down two words.

  Su Yan had no choice but to sit obediently across from him, not daring to defy him.

  After a while, a woman in her fifties brought over a Chinese-style breakfast and placed it in front of her, "Miss, please eat."

  Su Yan's face instantly turned bright red, she looked like she wanted to find a place to hide, wearing a man's shirt, her whole body was covered in the marks of love-making, one glance and you could tell what they had done.

  The woman's expression was very calm and there was nothing unusual on her face.

  "Shen Ma," Feng Jue said lightly, "You don't have to do anything else after today. I'll get someone to settle your salary with you. You can pack up and leave at noon."

  "Yes, I know." Shen's mother replied respectfully after glancing at Su Yan, then quietly withdrew.

  Su Yan looked at his back, biting her chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and still asked in a low voice, "Zhuo Ye, why did you want to dismiss him?"

  Feng Jue raised his head, with a hint of mockery on his face. "Miss Wen, you spent one hundred million yuan for me, and I'm now bankrupt because of you. Where would I have so much money to hire servants?"

  Su Yan: "......"

  You can afford to buy a woman, but you can't afford to hire a servant, what kind of logic is that, old man?

  "I don't like having too many people at home. From now on, do the laundry, cook meals, sweep and clean the villa, one by one, I want you to do them all well. I have no interest in raising flower vases."

  Su Yan silently drank her porridge, wasn't she a mistress? Don't other people's mistresses usually wash and wait for their masters to sleep with them, then go shopping and buy luxury goods, swiping unlimited gold cards and living an extremely comfortable life?

  Why did she end up doing servant's work here?

  Wow, you're so good at making the most of things, why don't you go into business?

  She is just a sad multifunctional toy.

  "Alright, I know." Despite having a million thoughts in her mind, Su Yan still obediently responded.