One month later, the last day of the probation period

"...Apart from surveillance, don't leave any traces of your passing. Understand?"

After a month, Mo Yan felt more and more that Chen Yi would be a good housekeeper. Although others are not good-looking, have no good background and are highly educated, the key is to be serious about doing things. As long as you don’t make mistakes tonight, you should change your words to "Butler Chen" tomorrow morning.

"I understand." Chen Yi answered very seriously. The probationary assessment is also the daily routine of the housekeeper - Cha Ye. As Mo Yan said, except for monitoring, it is not allowed to leave any trace except that the monitoring can prove that he has been there.

May, can I meet you tonight?

As the queen, Anne and Xiaojun live at the end of a long corridor; as the butler, Chen Yi needs to walk all the way to the door at the end of the corridor to ensure safety, but he cannot touch the door.

This long corridor, known as the "Queen Corridor", is the corridor with the highest security level and the most traps in the entire palace.

The closer Chen Yi got to the door, the more confused Chen Yi felt, and the more trouble he was, the more likely he had problems.

"Bang"

An antique vase fell and water splashed all over the floor.

Hearing the sound, Annie immediately sent a message to Mo Yu, picked up her pistol and loaded it, leaned behind the door, and carefully identified the situation outside the door. Half a minute later, there was still no other movement outside the house. Annie decisively opened the door, and the gun pointed to the person on the ground: "Who are you!"

A man who was squatting on the ground in the corridor, rubbing the ground seriously, trying to eliminate the traces, his lips curled up slightly, and he slowly raised his hands to "subjugate": "Her Majesty the Queen, I am your new housekeeper, Chen Yi."

Without fear of the gun facing his head, Chen Yi's eyes crawled over his slender jade fingers inch by inch, over his white and tender arms, with a perfectly curved neck, a cherry-like lips, and a small nose, and finally touched Annie's gaze: "Your Majesty, be careful of getting angry."

Seeing the sign on Chen Yi’s right chest, Annie breathed a sigh of relief. The past month, she had been too tense: "Xiaojun is hungry, you, go find some food."

"Mommy! I'm hungry!" A round body squeezed out from the half-open door, "Hey, Mommy, is this the new daddy you found for me?"

Annie put away her pistol and half-squatted in front of Xiaojun, like a normal mother, saying gentle and slow: "Xiaojun, go in first, you will have something to eat later, okay?"

Xiaojun hugged Chen Yi's legs with both hands: "Mommy, is he a daddy? I want daddy! I won't go in!"

"Xiaojun! Be obedient!"

"Wow! Mom doesn't love me anymore!" The child's face changed as soon as he said, "Xiaojun has no dad, Xiaojun has no one wants it, wow..."

"Xiaojun, I'm your daddy. Listen to daddy, go in first?" Chen Yi pressed his right hand against Xiaojun's forehead without fear of Annie's gaze. "Xiaojun is an obedient and good child, why would daddy not want Xiaojun?"

"Really?" Xiaojun wiped his tears, "Hook!"

"Well, pull the hook." Chen Yi wiped the clothes cleanly and held them with Xiaojun's somewhat fat little hands.

"No change is allowed for a hundred years!"

"For a hundred years, no change is allowed..."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Mo Yu rushed over immediately and saw the moment "Chen Yi picked up Xiaojun and sent it into the room", "Your Majesty."

"It's okay, you can go to rest."

Mo Yu did not walk away immediately, but chose to stand quietly aside.

"Chen Yi?"

"Here," Chen Yi's heartbeats in his throat carefully: Xu, do you really don't remember me? Then why is your son's name "Xiaojun"?
Chapter completed!