The blind boss's nanny

Lu Tingzhou made the right move.

Qin Xiu couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the seemingly gloomy but actually incredibly insightful second young master in his heart.

Overnight, the boss transformed from a sophisticated but cold machine into... a vibrant and warm person.

"Chairman, the matter you asked me to investigate in depth has yielded results."

Qin Xiu's voice was calm and steady as he began his report for the day.

Lu Tingzhao's fingers, which were resting on the armrest, twitched slightly.

"explain."

"Sunshine Home was founded more than ten years ago by Lin Jiaqi, who also served as its director."

Qin Xiu spoke at a moderate pace, and his content was precise.

"Under his leadership, Sunshine Home, though small in scale, operates well and has an excellent reputation, taking in many local children in need..."

He paused, turned a page of documents, and his tone became slightly somber.

"The real turning point came three years ago when Lin Jiaqi passed away due to illness. His only son, Lin Langqing, inherited the main family business. Lin Langqing is a lawyer who aspires to establish his own law firm or join a top law firm. He clearly lacks interest and patience in his father's philanthropic endeavors. Soon, problems such as unpaid wages and shortages of supplies emerged."

Qin Xiu continued:

"About two years ago, the dilapidated main building was found to have serious safety hazards during a fire inspection and was ordered to rectify them within a specified period, or its license would be revoked. At the same time, Lin Langqing urgently needed funds and connections to pave the way for his future. Faced with the huge cost of rectification and the potential real estate benefits, he chose the latter..."

Lu Tingzhao impatiently interrupted him.

"Is the land ownership still in Lin Langqing's hands?"

Qin Xiu said yes.

Lu Tingzhao's words were concise and to the point.

"I'm leaving this matter to you."

"Yes, Chairman. I'll arrange it right away."

Qin Xiu put away the folder, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.

Lu Tingzhao sat alone in the morning light, remaining motionless for a long time.

The void before him was no longer darkness, but rather the image of the young nanny who had appeared on the sofa the night before, her eyes shining with light yet unable to conceal her loneliness when she spoke of "Sunshine Home".

I dream of it...

He slowly leaned back in his chair, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

Let's make this dream a reality.

Lin Xiaoman handed the sandwich and milk to Leng Feng, who was trying on the leather gloves she had given him.

"Perfect match!"

Lin Xiaoman's eyes lit up, and she praised with a bright smile.

"Brother Leng, it's great to be able to work with you again!"

Leng Feng's gaze fell on the breakfast. His usually expressionless, hard face twitched slightly, and he uttered three words meaningfully:

"How much?"

Lin Xiaoman laughed out loud without any attempt to hide it, her eyes curving into crescent moons:

"We won't charge you anymore!"

Leng Feng's hard, cold lips seemed to twitch slightly as he picked up his milk, took a sip, and then said:

"Oh? You don't want to earn extra money anymore?"

Lin Xiaoman immediately put a finger to her lips in a "shh" gesture, then secretly glanced towards the study in the main building, lowering her voice.

"We only make money from capitalists!"

A clear smile finally flickered in Leng Feng's eyes. He picked up the sandwich, took a bite, swallowed, and then asked casually:

Why did you suddenly decide to come back to work?

Lin Xiaoman thought for a moment upon hearing this, and then answered crisply and decisively:

"Because... the chairman gave us just too much!"

Leng Feng paused in his chewing, giving her a deeper look:

"After all that trouble you caused, why would the chairman let you come back?"

This question made Lin Xiaoman put away her joking expression. She thought about it seriously for a few seconds and said in a solemn tone:

"Perhaps... it's because I'm a rare talent."

Leng Feng's facial muscles twitched noticeably.

Looking at this "talented" man with hair covered in bits of grass, he couldn't help but chuckle softly and shake his head.

"Great job, you're talented."

Upon seeing this, Lin Xiaoman immediately lost her composure and reverted to her usual cheerful demeanor. She nimbly climbed down the ladder, looked up, and called out in a clear, melodious voice towards the treehouse:

"Brother Leng, tonight we'll eat those wild rabbits you hunted yesterday! I guarantee you'll see what 'talented' cooking really means!"

As the sun began to set, Lin Xiaoman indeed pulled A Zhe to set up a grill in the open space in the backyard.

The dry branches crackled inside the old iron bucket, and orange-red flames licked at the wild rabbits on the shelf.

Ah Zhe sat quietly on the small stool, repeating the actions of adding firewood and turning the dough over as she instructed—he was indeed very suitable for things with clear steps.

"Yes, add this when the fire goes out... sprinkle this seasoning when flipping... slow down, it's good!"

Lin Xiaoman sat cross-legged on the side, resting her chin on her hand as she watched A Zhe operate the machine.

Gradually, the oil dripped into the fire, sizzling and releasing a caramelized aroma that mingled with the sweet scents of cumin and honey, spreading through the crisp air.

The rabbit meat has an enticing golden-brown surface with slightly curled, crispy edges.

She watched with delight, and suddenly her acting urge kicked in. First, she adopted a high-pitched voice, imitating the delicate female lead in a movie, and made a heartbroken expression while facing the grill:

"Oh dear, bunnies are so cute, how can you eat them? That's so cruel!"

Ah Zhe, standing to the side, didn't even lift his eyelids, focusing intently on flipping the rabbit over and then evenly sprinkling a handful of chili powder on it.

Lin Xiaoman immediately switched gears, rubbing her hands together as she approached the grill, her eyes sparkling. She adopted a bold tone and even exaggeratedly swallowed:

"But bunnies smell so good, how can we not eat them?! Right, Zhe? This is called... this is called respecting the ingredients!"

"..."

The evening breeze carried the aroma of barbecue and this string of schizophrenic monologues to the terrace outside the second-floor study.

Yuanbao couldn't sit still any longer and started pulling Lu Tingzhao's trouser leg out of the house.

He leaned against the cold stone railing, first hearing her high-pitched, cloyingly sweet voice say, "The bunny is so cute—", her voice drifting in the wind like it was coated with an overly thick layer of icing sugar, affected and artificial…

Lu Tingzhao's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Immediately afterward, as the wind subsided, her clear, bright voice rang out again, filled with undisguised joy and self-assurance:

"But bunnies smell so good!"

Interspersed among them were the soft sounds of Ah Zhe silently turning the grill, the crackling of firewood, and the sizzling of grease falling onto the charcoal... like a vivid punctuation mark added to her lines.

Yuanbao whimpered urgently at his feet, scratching at the ground with its paws and its tail brushing against his calves.

Lu Tingzhao simply stood quietly in the twilight, letting the lively and noisy sounds surround him...

She hummed a nonsensical tune, directing Ah Zhe to add firewood, then coughed twice as if choked by the smoke, and muttered complaints.

Yuanbao finally couldn't hold back any longer. He barked and dashed down the stairs like an arrow, heading straight for the fire in the backyard.

Really noisy.

he thought.