In the villa's living room, a young man dressed in half-clothing and wearing ripped upper body, was holding a rag and struggling with a large patch of dirt on the floor.,A small shovel flew up and down in his hand, dazzling the eyes. He looked very professional as he shoveled. The cat's droppings on the floor were accurately thrown into the drain at the entrance.,Nangong Jin, with her outstanding temperament, possessed a beauty that was otherworldly. Her skin was as smooth as porcelain and her features were so captivating that words like "beautiful" or "heavenly" fell short of describing her allure.。