During the rainy season, bean-sized raindrops fell onto the parched ground, the faint dust they stirred up vanishing into the air as the rain intensified.
Tang Tian had already gathered the last quilt cover in her arms and hurried into the villa through the heavy downpour.
The sudden rain had left her no time to grab an umbrella. She had rushed out to retrieve the quilt covers drying outside first. After putting them away, her clothes and hair were somewhat damp from the rain.
Gazing at the torrential rain outside, she let out a long, slow sigh, still finding it hard to believe what had happened—she had transmigrated.
Just yesterday, she had crossed over into the body of the villainess in a group-pampering novel. By the time she arrived, the original host had already died suddenly in her room.
In the book she had entered, the female lead worked as a live-in housekeeper for a popular boy band, using her kind soul to heal the four members and eventually becoming the apple of their eye.
The villainess, on the other hand, also worked as a live-in housekeeper for the same popular boy band. However, because she constantly tried to seduce the members, she earned their intense disdain.
Later, the villainess grew jealous of the female lead for winning the favor of these men. She repeatedly schemed against the female lead, successfully stirring the four men’s sympathy for her. As a result, the villainess was driven out of the villa, and her misdeeds were exposed, turning her into a universally despised outcast.
Tang Tian had initially wanted to leave immediately, putting as much distance as possible between herself, the popular boy band, and the female lead. However, according to the original host’s memories, the contract she had signed still had half a year left before it expired, and she could only resign and leave after that.
Otherwise, she would have to pay a hefty penalty for breaching the contract. The original host was not from a wealthy family and simply couldn’t afford such a sum.
Although Tang Tian had a laid-back personality, looking at the penalty clause in the contract, she’d rather die again than pay it.
With no other choice, she could only continue with this job. She planned to keep her distance from the wealthy young men of the boy band and minimize contact with the female lead, speaking only when necessary. Hopefully, she could peacefully make it through the remaining six months.
The courtyard was engulfed in heavy rain, accompanied by fierce winds that slanted the rain curtains. Despite it being noon, the sky was dark and gloomy, as if thunder and lightning could strike at any moment.
Footsteps sounded behind Tang Tian. As she turned around, a girl dressed in the exact same uniform as hers picked up the collected quilt covers and walked into the villa without so much as a glance in her direction.
It seemed as though speaking a single word to her would be a complete waste of time.
Tang Tian was well aware that the original host was unpopular with everyone in the villa. She cast an indifferent glance at the retreating figure before lowering her head to inspect her slightly damp work uniform.
The black-and-white uniform was half-soaked and nearly transparent in some places, the fabric clinging to her snow-white, delicate skin. Her slender legs, exposed beneath the uniform, glowed softly with a pale radiance.
Tang Tian reached down to adjust the hem of her skirt, dampened by the rain. It seemed she needed to return to her room and change into a fresh uniform. Otherwise, being so damp would make it impossible to work properly.
She had only taken a few steps toward the right side of the first floor when hurried footsteps echoed from the entrance, followed by the voice of the manager, Sister Wu.
“Tang Tian, come give me a hand.” With that, the manager quickly turned and walked outside, her expression and movements filled with urgency.
Tang Tian had no choice but to follow, still wearing her half-damp uniform.
Outside the villa, the earlier storm had subsided into a light drizzle. The courtyard was lush and green, dotted with flowers and plants, looking like a painting under the misty rain.
Tang Tian had no time to admire the scenery. A van was parked at the villa entrance, and Sister Wu had already opened the door. Two assistants stepped out first, their faces etched with anxiety.Carefully helping the drunken man out of the car, the two assistants couldn’t steady the tall, slender 187cm man, and the agent watched anxiously, quickly calling Tang Tian to help steady him.
“Don’t just stand there, hurry and help Yanli back to his room.” The agent waved for Tang Tian to come assist.
Though unwilling to touch Shen Yanli, Tang Tian could only follow along and help him inside.
Seeing them holding the man’s arms, she ran behind Shen Yanli, momentarily unsure where to place her delicate hands—how should she support him?
Shen Yanli frowned slightly, his expression impatient as he tried to push them away, but his drunken body couldn’t stand steadily, uncontrollably retreating a step.
Just as Tang Tian was preparing to push him forward from behind, the man suddenly staggered backward, and she quickly used both hands to brace against his firm waist to avoid being crushed to the ground.
The warmth of her soft hands, through the thin layer of fabric, touched the sensitive area of the man’s waist. Shen Yanli lowered his head, a muffled groan escaping from his throat, unnoticed by those busy helping him inside, all frantic with worry that he might fall.
Tang Tian certainly couldn’t hear it either, pushing Shen Yanli forward with lingering fear.
Fortunately, they managed to help him into the second-floor room without mishap.
The agent released her grip, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead—this one couldn’t be allowed to fall; if he got injured, how would she explain it to the Shen family?
“Alright, leave one person to care for him.” The agent instructed Tang Tian, who was panting heavily.
Tang Tian: “?” She was gasping for breath, inwardly complaining that Shen Yanli looked slender but was actually robust, tall, and heavy—getting him upstairs was no easy task, exhausting her.
“Me?” She pointed at herself in surprise.
The two assistants naturally walked out of the room, and the agent suddenly remembered that someone had told her a couple days ago that Tang Tian seemed “rather restless.”
The agent hesitated, thinking for a moment before saying, “You can’t handle it alone; go call Liu Xiaozhi to help care for him.” With two servants present, there wouldn’t be any seduction incidents.
Tang Tian nodded without hesitation—Liu Xiaozhi was the female lead—taking out her phone to message the female lead, asking her to come upstairs.
She needed to find time later to go downstairs and change into work clothes; her current outfit was half-damp and uncomfortable.
The agent observed Tang Tian, originally considering dismissing her, but now seeing she didn’t seem to harbor ulterior motives toward Shen Yanli. Earlier, when asked to care for him, Tang Tian’s reaction was surprise; when told to call Liu Xiaozhi up, her expression showed no disappointment, immediately agreeing and contacting her, afraid of delaying even a second.
The agent looked puzzled, deciding to leave it aside for now. Hiring household servants required thorough vetting; having just dismissed one, they hadn’t yet recruited to fill the vacancy, so couldn’t dismiss another. She’d temporarily set this matter aside.
Soon, the agent and the two assistants left, leaving only Tang Tian and Shen Yanli lying on the sofa in the room.
Tang Tian looked at Shen Yanli, his collar slightly open, lying face-up on the sofa, his long legs—right leg resting on the sofa, left leg slipping over the edge—his slightly messy hairstyle not diminishing his elegant, handsome appearance but rather adding a lazy, sensual charm.
Her mind froze for a few seconds, and simultaneously, Shen Yanli on the sofa frowned slightly, slowly turning over…When the others helped Shen Yanli inside earlier, someone must have bumped into the coffee table in front of the sofa. Now, if Shen Yanli were to roll off the sofa, the chances of him hitting the coffee table were extremely high.
Tang Tian: “…”
With quick reflexes, she pushed the coffee table aside, producing a harsh scraping sound, and in the same motion, she grabbed hold of Shen Yanli, who was about to fall off the sofa.
Before she could even marvel at her own swift reaction, her wrist was firmly seized by Shen Yanli’s large hand, and her entire body was pulled uncontrollably down onto the floor beside the sofa. Shen Yanli’s body, carrying a faint fragrance, pressed heavily against hers.
Tang Tian nearly saw stars, as if the air had been squeezed out of her. The man’s slightly feverish breath buried itself against the side of her neck, causing the skin there to flush red almost instantly.
Her ears and the side of her neck were particularly sensitive areas. She raised her hands to push Shen Yanli off, but he was too heavy—she couldn’t budge him at all.
“Shen Yanli… get up, you’re crushing me,” Tang Tian gasped, struggling for breath. No matter how hard she pushed, Shen Yanli seemed to have already sunk into a deep, drunken slumber.