Chapter 4 Midnight Surprise

• Emily slept until noon the following day and didn't wake up. A delicious low-fat meal had already been prepared by Monroe Sister. But because it tasted so good, Emily was unable to limit her intake, which prevented her from losing the intended amount of weight.
• Emily opened Weibo while reclining on the yoga mat and performing scissor legs. It was terribly lagging and had far too many messages. Emily pouted and decided to create a new account after seeing several curse-filled private messages, as she wanted a fresh start without the negative interactions. Big Data saw her, and there were plenty of attractive men and women on the homepage.
• [Ah ah ah ah! You're killing me, sister!]
• [A deadly curve around my sister's waist]
• [Wuwuwu, so large and fair, allow me to descend headfirst.]
• [Sister, I must admit that I was once a 190-cm-dark-skinned athletic man, but the aftereffects of my illness turned me into a well-mannered little girl, standing 168 cm. Would you please?]
• [Sisters, is anyone in the know? I have a really hard penis.]
• After reading them and feeling completely satisfied, Emily blushed and grudgingly put her phone away.
• She simply thought the younger sisters were too gorgeous; their beauty was captivating, leaving her in awe with no further analysis. Emily dipped her head to peer at her own ill-fitting posterior. Why didn't it grow there, dammit?
• Emily fell in love with 86 men and 123 women in the afternoon. She didn't realize it was time to eat again until she heard Monroe Sister's voice.
• With difficulty, Emily shook her head at the lavish dinner, saying, "I'm on a diet, so I won't eat."
• Monroe Sister said, "Madam, this is what I prepared for you," and pulled out a salad.
• Emily was momentarily taken aback. "So what about the others?"
• "The master has the remainder. Tonight, the master is returning home."
• The butler next to them was grinning sincerely, his mouth's corners turned up more than usual.
• Emily was still unaware of this cheap husband. He was described as perfect, attractive, and abstinent in the book. She had no idea how he looked.
• She was incredibly anxious. The sugar daddy was this guy. She had to do him a good turn. She breathed a sigh of relief after quickly reciting the agreement's terms in her heart.
• John's room and hers were on different floors. It was only then that she felt comfortable enough to go back to her room and get ready.
• John had been absent for many days. He was about to head downstairs for dinner after finishing work when he felt a searing stare from the side.
• He turned to see Emily standing in the hallway, her big eyes fixed on him.
• "For what purpose are you standing there?" Like the sound of a cello, his voice was low and magnetic. Emily experienced only a slight tingling in her ears.
• In reality, she was an audiophile.
• This was the first time Emily had ever seen a man so attractive in her two lifetimes combined. His nose was tall, his eyes were deep, and he had beautiful features, including long eyebrows and temples. He had a good build and was tall.
• His height was estimated to be 1.9 meters. He was unable to cover up his broad shoulders and long legs, even in his baggy home clothes. All he was was a comic male character, ripped to shreds.
• He was extremely attractive, as was to be expected from the white moonlight female lead.
• Emily withdrew her grateful glance, pointed to their separation, and said, "Three meters apart."
• She was a genuinely committed individual!
• John: "Ahem."
• Though he thought Emily still looked the same, he gave her a close inspection and noticed that something had changed.
• Upon closer inspection, he saw that her expression had shifted. It was no longer uncomfortable, sticky, or enticing.
• John headed downstairs initially. Emily made sure they were three meters apart at all times.
• The dining table, despite the opulence of the Foster family, was surprisingly modest in size, spanning no more than three meters. Emily encountered some challenges as a result.
• She trotted over to sit on the sofa after picking up her salad bowl.
• John knew right away what she was trying to accomplish.
• He didn't want to face her, but he said, "Come over to eat." He would not, however, force her to eat at the coffee table.
• With a start, Emily raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is this thought to be a necessary moment?"
• John nodded slightly, not even sure why he understood what she meant.
• With great excitement, Emily ran back to the dinner table and sat across from John, indifferently chewing her vegetables.
• Her gaze was fixed on John's fork. Two meat pieces, one meat piece...
• John: "Ahem."
• He slowed his eating motions.
• Emily looked away quickly, though she continued to look up at him occasionally.
• John was baffled as to why. With a smile, Monroe Sister moved the seafood in her direction. "These are low-fat, madame. You are able to consume them."
• Emily had been anticipating these remarks!
• She took a piece of seafood that was floating in the air and put it in her mouth. It was a comforting taste, so pure that it brought tears to people's eyes!
• Whoa, that was really tasty!
• John maintained a 70% full plate at dinner and was always well-behaved.
• Maybe it was because Emily overindulged in the food's deliciousness. He realized he had consumed half a bowl more than usual when he regained consciousness.
• John had an unattractive face. In actuality, Emily had an influence on him. His expression darkened, and he left the table right away.
• Emily was indifferent to him. She played games while curled up on the couch after eating.
• She recently made a female college student her gaming buddy.
• Her mouth was very sweet, and she could always give Emily emotional feedback, either complimenting Emily's gameplay or praising her skills, even though her skills were a little lacking.
• Emily found joy in guiding her, especially in sharing her gaming knowledge and helping her improve in the virtual world.
• Her gaming partner was about to log on when she glanced at the time.
• Emily had "Lovesick Monkey" as her game ID. "Sweet Kitten" was the ID of her gaming partner.
• Though Monroe Sister was astonished at first to see this striking ID, she was able to maintain composure by this point.
• "Your nourishing milk tea, Madame."
• Yes, the milk tea had cordyceps added to it.
• "love you, Monroe Sister, and thank you!" Emily sent her a kiss in midair.
• The sister of Monroe flushed.
• The woman was incredibly adorable.
• Monroe Sister, who had worked for the Foster family for more than a decade, was regarded as an old hand. It used to be a cold, empty house. It was alive now, at last, and felt like home because there was a madam.
• She felt a great deal of satisfaction. Old Madam would undoubtedly be pleased if she knew about this positive development after her passing.
• The villa fell into a deep silence at night, interrupted only by the gentle whispers of the wind and the distant hoot of an owl.
• Emily drank too much milk tea in the evening. At midnight, feeling thirsty, she put on her slippers and headed downstairs. She heard sudden rustling sounds.
• Could there be intruders present?
• She removed her slippers in silence, glanced to the left and right, picked up a vase from the shelf, and tiptoed barefoot into the kitchen, which was where the noise originated.
• The sounds became more noticeable the closer she approached. Emily felt her heart begin to race. She inhaled deeply.
• Something dark emerged from within. She raised the vase and threw it to the ground.
• "Aww!"