The blind boss's nanny

Chapter 125 Getting used to my touch

"Item Seven of the Supplementary Clauses to the Contract,"

Lu Tingzhao calmly reminded him,

"When using the network provided by Party A, Party B shall agree to accept reasonable technical security monitoring in order to protect Party A's information security and property from infringement."

He paused, his tone still calm, but with a hint of a smile:

"The content you searched involves malicious speculation about my management intentions, which may affect my work mood and efficiency, thereby harming my interests. This falls within the scope of reasonable monitoring."

Lin Xiaoman was rendered speechless by this airtight "contract logic".

She glared at him, her chest heaving, and finally managed to squeeze out a resentful sentence:

"...Capitalists! Evil capitalists!"

Lu Tingzhao was not annoyed at all; instead, he chuckled softly.

"So, do you have any other questions, Xiaoman?"

She took a deep breath and asked a question that had been buried deep in her heart from the very beginning.

"Chairman, you said... you like me. But you don't even know what I look like."

She looked up, her gaze fixed on his face, trying to find a trace of a joke, a tease, or simply a man's momentary flirtation in those calm, expressionless lines.

"Could it be that what you like... is just a shadow you've imagined? A fictional character that you can fill with all your beautiful fantasies because you can't see it?"

Lu Tingzhao listened quietly to her finish speaking, without the slightest surprise on his face, as if he had expected her to ask such a question.

He subtly adjusted his posture, remaining composed, yet inexplicably exuding an even more steady aura.

"Xiaoman,"

He spoke, his voice not loud, but each word clear and penetrating.

"If you have the will, you can 'see' it."

Lin Xiaoman was slightly taken aback.

He paused, as if recalling something:

"Remember? You once told me, 'Even if you can't see, the world will embrace you in many ways.'"

Lin Xiaoman thought about it and realized that there was indeed such a thing.

Lu Tingzhao looked at her, and something extremely focused and intense was gathering in the depths of his unfocused eyes.

His voice was lower and deeper than before, and he spoke slowly:

"Now, I want to hug you too."

"Not that empty embrace of the world."

"It's with my arm, my body temperature, my breath—"

He paused for a second.

"...to truly embrace you."

The air seemed to freeze.

"I want to do more than just hug you."

Lu Tingzhao continued, his voice rising with undisguised intensity and aggression.

I want to kiss you again.

"I want to know the exact temperature and softness of your lips, and whether they tremble slightly when you're nervous."

Lin Xiaoman held her breath, her fingertips curling into her palm.

Finally, he leaned forward slightly; although the distance remained the same, the invisible pressure instantly arrived. With a resolute tone, he brought an end to all her questions:

"Therefore, Xiaoman (Grain Buds)."

"What I want is not the shadow I imagine."

"What I want is the real, complete you."

I want you.

Lin Xiaoman stood frozen in place.

Lu Tingzhao's words burned into her eardrums and into her heart.

She could feel the burning heat on her cheeks, hear the buzzing of blood rushing through her ears, and feel her heart pounding wildly out of control in her chest.

He... is serious.

This was more intense and clear than any previous ambiguity, probing, or even that kiss.

Shock was my first reaction. But what followed was not the expected aversion and desire to escape, but a strange, tingling sensation that shot from the base of my spine all the way to the back of my head.

It felt like being struck by an invisible electric current, a subtle tremor running through my limbs and bones.

She should be afraid. For such a powerful, deep-thinking man, whose status is so far above hers, to declare his "desire" in this way is inherently dangerous and uncertain.

but……

But in a corner of her heart, the stirrings she had deliberately ignored and desperately suppressed began to grow wildly under this powerful declaration.

Along with it came a secret attraction that she herself was ashamed to admit...

Being so clearly and recklessly "liked" and "wanted" by someone like him carries a fatal allure.

However, the alarm bells of reason within her hadn't completely died down. The remaining vestiges of consciousness screamed:

Lin Xiaoman! Wake up! What is this? A domineering CEO's forced love drama? You're just a maid!

Two emotions clashed violently within her, causing her to temporarily lose all ability to speak and act.

She could only stare at him blankly, her gaze fixed on his sharply defined face.

After a long silence, Lin Xiaoman finally recovered fragments of her voice.

"I……"

She uttered only one syllable before stopping. She swallowed hard, her throat dry, before continuing, asking a naive yet crucial question:

"...Can I refuse?"

This is an instinctive inquiry made when defenses are breached after an attack.

Lu Tingzhao knew perfectly well that this was the case, and a very faint smile curved his lips upwards.

"Can't."

He answered, his voice regaining its previous calmness.

"From today onward, you must get used to my presence, not just as your employer."

"I've gotten used to my proximity, used to my touch, used to me... bringing you into my world."

"certainly,"

He added, his tone softening with a coaxing undertone.

"You can take your time with this process. We have time."

Lin Xiaoman lowered her head, looking at her slightly trembling fingertips. After a long while, she muttered something in an almost inaudible voice:

"...robber logic."

The evils of capitalism take pleasure in deceiving naive girls like her. They'll take advantage of her and leave her with nothing. She won't fall for their tricks!

The next morning, Lin Xiaoman was reading a financial weekly to Lu Tingzhao in the study.

"...Tianze Group's net profit in the fourth quarter increased by 15% year-on-year."

She read it clearly and precisely, like an emotionless broadcaster.

"Your voice is very beautiful."

After it was over, Lu Tingzhao said with a smile in his voice.

Lin Xiaoman slammed the folder shut and quickly picked up her tablet:

"Thank you for your recognition, Chairman! Next, I will report to you on the details of today's expenses at the manor, Yuanbao's vaccine appointment time, and your annual meeting arrangements for next week..."

"Xiaoman" (Grain Buds).

He interrupted her helplessly.

"exist!"

She immediately stood up.

"Are you thirsty? Would you like water or coffee? I'll get you some..."

Lu Tingzhao felt a little helpless, but also found it somewhat amusing.

These past few days, when she's been by my side, she's either completely silent or, like now, acts like an emotionless robot.

"Xiaoman, can you come closer to me?"

Alarms were blaring in Lin Xiaoman's mind:

They're testing me again!

This is definitely a new type of PUA management technique!

Give me a piece of candy first, then squeeze more labor out of me! It's all to extract my surplus value!