Chapter 1 — From Abandoned Bride to Tycoon's Nanny

Salary of 500,000 yuan (about 1.7 billion VND) per month, food and accommodation included, just need to take care of a four-year-old boy. Looking at the recruitment news on my phone screen, I thought I was dizzy. After reading it three times, I dared to believe that I was not mistaken. Not 5,000. It's not even 50,000. But it's 500,000 yuan. At that time, I was huddled in the corner of the hospital hallway, with only the last 300 yuan left in my pocket. Three days ago, my fiance Chu Tu Hien kicked me out of the room that was originally prepared for the wedding. He calmly said:

"To Van, I'm about to marry my sister, please move out."

That sister was To Uyen Thanh, the stepdaughter of the next wife my father married. She was wearing the wedding dress I chose, standing in the bridal room I spent half a year decorating myself, smiling at me.

“Sister, thank you for helping me warm the bed first.”

I don't cry. What's the use of crying? My mother is still in the ICU room. Every day is a huge hospital bill. As for my father... He stood on To Uyen Thanh's side and calmly said:

"Van Van, if your sister marries into the Chu family, the bride price will be enough to save your mother."

“Give in a little.”

Give in a little. Give in to the fiance. Give up the wedding room. Giving up the last bit of dignity. But in the end... They couldn't spend a penny to save my mother. So now... What I need most is money. A lot of money. I called the phone number on the job posting. On the other end of the line was a very professional woman's voice.

"Hello, this is Luc Family Service Center. Would you like to apply for a full-time nanny position with a salary of 50 thousand?"

“How old are you this year?”

“Twenty-four.”

“Graduated with a master's degree in Clinical Medicine from Kinh Bac University, and also majored in Child Psychology.”

The other end of the line was suddenly silent for a few seconds. Then he spoke:

"Tomorrow at exactly 10 a.m., please come to the main gate of Anh Ho Son Trang. Someone will come to welcome you."

Hanging up the phone, I lowered my head to look at the wrinkled T-shirt and old sneakers on my body. Anyway, I'm applying for a nanny job, not a fashion show. The next morning. Anh Ho Son Trang. As soon as I stood in front of the gate, I was stunned. This is no longer a villa area. Clearly a mountain. There is only one house on the mountain. Calling it home is too simple. It should be called a manor house. The butler in his forties wore a neat suit and was polite but still kept his distance.

“Miss To, please follow me.”

He led me along a tree-lined path more than two hundred meters long. Pass by the private racecourse. Cross the heated swimming pool. Through the indoor garden. Finally stopped in front of the main building's lobby. I tried to keep my face as calm as possible.

“Mr. Luc is not back yet.”

“Let's meet the young master first.”

The butler led me to the second floor and stopped in front of a room. The door just opened. A boy is sitting on the carpet. In front is a long row of neatly arranged Lego blocks. Hearing the noise, the boy raised his head to look at me. The eyes are very beautiful. Black as two grapes. But it doesn't bring any emotions.

“Nem Niem.”

The butler introduced in a soft voice.

“This is the new nanny.”

The boy just glanced at me. Then he bowed his head again and continued to build Lego, starting from scratch didn't say a word at the end. The butler lowered his voice slightly.

“Before the age of three, the young master had never opened his mouth.”

“It wasn't until last year that I said my first sentence.”

"Up to now, the boy only occasionally says a few words to Mr. Luc."

“Of the previous nannies, the longest they stayed was only a week.”

“Why did they quit?”

“Young master... is a bit difficult to approach.”

I slowly squatted down, looking into the boy's eyes. The boy pretended not to see me. I also don't take the initiative to start a conversation. Just quietly sat next to him, holding a Lego block and placing it next to the castle he was building. The boy glanced. Then pick up that Lego block. Throw it straight to the side. I picked up another block. Put it in another location. He continued to pick it up. This time I threw it even farther. I hold the third Lego block. But no longer attached to the castle. But carefully arranged it into a tiny swing next to it. The boy's hand suddenly stopped. His dark eyes quietly stared at that swing for three seconds. Then, the boy quietly removed a Lego block from the castle he had just built, then placed it right next to the small swing. The butler standing outside the door was immediately stunned. I just smiled slightly.

“The castle you built is very beautiful.”

I spoke softly. The boy still didn't respond. But this time, you didn't throw my Lego blocks away. The housekeeper took me downstairs, his face full of surprise.

“Miss To, you are the first person who hasn't had things thrown at her by the young master.”

I laughed.

“Doesn't Lego being thrown count?”

He shook his head.

“The previous nannies... all had flower vases thrown at them.”

Only then did I understand. Indeed, not everyone can earn this salary of 500,000.

“Mr. Luc will return tonight.”

The butler spoke slowly.

“At that time, he will interview you directly.”

“Before he comes back, you should go sightseeing to get familiar with this place.”

I took a walk around the manor. The basement is a wine cellar and a mini cinema. The first floor includes the living room, dining room and office. The second floor is the living area. The entire third floor is the Master bedroom, the door is always closed. The butler said it was Mr. Luc's private area and no one was allowed to set foot there. My room is right next to the Niem Niem room on the second floor. The area is three times larger than my previous rented room. There is a private bathroom. There is a dressing room. The balcony also looks straight out to the lake in the distance. I sat quietly on the edge of the bed. Three days ago... I was even kicked out of the bridal room. Three days later... Sitting again in a manor worth hundreds of millions of yuan. It's true that life is unpredictable. Exactly eight o'clock at night. The sound of cars echoed from the hall. The butler knocked on the door.

“Miss To, Mr. Luc is back.”

I followed him downstairs. The light in the lobby was softer than during the day, covering the marble floor with a layer of warm golden light. A man was standing at the door, bowing his head and untying his shoelaces. By the time he stood up straight... There was only one thought left in my mind. This person... is too handsome.