Before her rebirth, she was a human ATM for her toxic family, sapped of everything for their sake until she died of overwork at thirty-three, penniless, homeless, and alone.
After her rebirth, she was done.
She had enough of her parents’ favoritism toward her wasteful brother. It was no longer her problem.
From then on, no more money, no more life to give.
This time, she gave up her newly acquired position as vice president of an investment bank and chose to resign and become a nanny instead.
The title “nanny” might not sound appealing, but the job was surprisingly rewarding.
She had only one client, didn’t have to share meals, and once her work was done, there were no endless social drinking obligations, no sudden calls during her off-hours, and no non-stop messages from work groups.
Being a nanny in a big city came with a high salary and great benefits. Employers who treated her like family were a bonus, not to mention the reduced hair loss.
Jiang Xianyu had a naturally bright and clean smile, which endeared her to both the elderly and children. It wasn’t until later that she realized she had an even better rapport with her employers.
From then on, her job as a nanny was easy and her salary kept increasing.
After her temporary job ended, the elderly couple from the Su Group, reluctant to let her go, gave her one red envelope after another.
The heir to a shipping magnate, wheelchair-bound and heartbroken, gradually found solace under her care.
Even the high-society heiresses she worked for said, “You can try to steal my man, but touch my nanny and you’re dead!”
Su Linyuan watched his family’s nanny, his usually stoic persona beginning to waver.
His nanny was impressive!
He kind of wanted her. What should he do?
