Chapter 7
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Xia Nuan tidied up her messy clothes in embarrassment and thanked the two kind-hearted men again and again.
"Don't thank us. Thank our husband." One of the men smiled.
"Let's go. Our husband wants to see you." The other man made a gesture to Xia Nuan.
"Wait, brothers, who is your husband? I don't seem to know him." Xia Nuan was worried that she would run into a tiger's den.
"Our husband is Ye Sichen. He is sitting in the car." The man looked around and whispered. Seeing that there were no fans of Ye Sichen around, he pointed to the black stretch Lincoln car not far ahead.
Ye Sichen?!
Xia Nuan thought she heard it wrong.
But she couldn't control her steps and walked towards the car. However, when she thought of what Ye Sichen said at the concert, she didn't have the courage to move forward.
She felt that she didn't deserve to appear in front of Ye Sichen because she was a mother who abandoned her child.
No, she was not qualified to be a mother.
"Let's go. You should at least say thank to Mr. Ye."
The man in black urged.
Xia Nuan moved slowly and walked towards the car.
The car door was opened. Xia Nuan stood there with her head down. She was too nervous to look into the car. She kept saying, "Thank you, Mr. Ye, for saving me. Thank you very much."
After a few seconds of silence, a soft and magnetic voice came from the car, "Miss Xia, please get in the car first."
He actually knew her surname was Xia.
Xia Nuan couldn't help but look up. Her heart trembled when she saw his clear and deep eyes.
His eyes …
Ye Sichen's eyes were fixed.
It was very quiet in the car. Xia Nuan just lowered her head and looked at her hands. It seemed that she didn't believe all this. She didn't believe that she would be invited by Ye Sichen, the king of pop music.
The King of Music, who had shaken the heavens and earth on the stage, had seemed so unreachable before, but now, he was within her reach. He wore a black slender windbreaker, crossed his legs, and put his bamboo-like hands on his knees. He looked noble and elegant, which was totally different from the wild and sexy Ye Sichen on the stage.
Xia Nuan felt it was unreal.
"If it were other girls, they would have already thrown themselves on you." The driver broke the silence half-jokingly.
The two bodyguards couldn't help but smile at each other.
"Uncle Xiang." Ye Sichen stopped him gently.
Xia Nuan smiled embarrassedly and said first, "Mr. Ye, thank you for saving me tonight. I don't want to bother you …"
"Ms. Xia, I want to hire you as my private nanny. You can raise the salary by yourself." Ye Sichen interrupted Xia Nuan.
Xia Nuan opened her mouth, and it took her a long time to respond.
"But Mr. Ye, I have no experience of being a nanny." Moreover, she wanted to take advantage of the popularity of his concert to sell more glow sticks and save more money for her mother's treatment.
Ye Sichen looked at the road ahead through the windshield, "Ms. Xia has given birth to a child. You should know how to take care of a child, right?"
"I …" Xia Nuan bit her lips awkwardly.
She didn't seem to wonder how he knew that she had a baby. Instead, she felt sad. In short, she felt sad when she thought of the baby.
"The salary isn't a problem. As long as you can take care of the child, it's more than what you can earn from selling glow sticks." Ye Sichen's voice was low and magnetic. His eyes shifted to Xia Nuan. Unconsciously, he saw that her chest was soaked. He turned his face away and asked the bodyguard to pass a coat to Xia Nuan.
Xia Nuan didn't know it at first. When she lowered her head, she found that her breasts began to swell again. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to die. She really wanted to dig a hole and hide in it.
"You don't speak, so you agree, right, Ms. Xia?" Ye Sichen asked Xia Nuan again.
Xia Nuan took a deep breath and nodded, "Mr. Ye, I promise you."
Perhaps, she could reduce her guilt by taking care of the child as a nanny.
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