Mr Left and Mr Right

“Miss Yao, this way please ." Said a man.

The man's words pulled me back to reality.

I bent down into the back seat of the car and the manager ran over, "Kiki, don't worry about your work. You won’t lose a penny."

His ingratiating words made me even more uncomfortable. That's not how he usually treats me.

Perhaps in his opinion, as I approached Jacky Hua , it would be against him if he didn't please me.

The man driving the car was in his late thirties, tall and handsome, and dressed in an elaborate suit. He kept glancing at me from the car's view mirror, "My name is Xuanlong Jiang, working for Fourth Brother."

I couldn't help but ask what I had always wanted to ask in my heart, "Hello, may I ask if Fourth Brother is Mr. Hua ?"

He glanced back at me slightly, a surprised look on his face, "You didn't know?"

So what does he mean that I should have known that?

Seeing my puzzled face, he went on saying, " Mr. Hua ranks fourth in his family for he has many brothers, and people in all walks of Hai City will call him Fourth Brother respectfully. Very few people call him name directly.

I let out a soft sigh and my mind began to wander again. My child, how could he be Mr. Hua 's? I didn't even know this man before, so how could I have been pregnant with his child?

the 'fourth brother' in Grandma's

way, Hai City had a population of tens of millions, so naturally there were many people called 'Fourth Brother'.

The “fourth brother”, Hao Wu and my mother-in-law had talked

was a voice in my heart that said, if there was such

myself for having such thoughts. Obviously. I and Mr. Hua belonged to

the time I snapped out of my rambling thoughts,

building leaning on a hill came into my view, and I had seen the building before in the photo of it

there's no definitive clues online as to who exactly owns the building. All I know was that it was a private home

lawn in front of“the White House”, as big as a football field, with two arches made of

of white seats neatly arranged in the center of the

stage backdrop was a large screen that repeatedly played the newlyweds'

Even though I was not very smarter, I could tell this was the scene of Mr. Hua's wedding. So he would

married. Why did he call me

seat the last row, urging me not to wander

I wanted to run away.But I hadn't seen Mr. Hua

another, all in full attire.

awkward sitting in the middle of a group of celebrities in a mall work outfit with greasy hair and dull skin.

I was getting restless.

couldn't sit still, and I stood up, ready to slip

me to look after me, asking me to return to my seat, and telling me

moment ,I knew , 'looking after me' meant having them spy