The blind boss's nanny

That afternoon, Lu Tingxi had to make a last-minute trip back to Qin Xiu's loft apartment in the city center during work hours because of an urgent document.

This house was purchased by Qin Xiu in his early years. It has a good location and good privacy, and Lu Tingxi now spends most of his time living here.

As usual, she pressed her thumb on the fingerprint lock. With a soft "beep," the lock opened.

The moment he pushed the door open, Lu Tingxi keenly sensed something amiss.

The entryway seemed a little messier than when she left this morning? And there... a scent in the air that didn't seem to belong to this house?

"Qin Xiu?"

She tentatively called out inside.

Are you home?

No one responded.

However, a very slight knocking sound came from the direction of the semi-open kitchen, and then everything fell silent again.

Lu Tingxi's heart started racing.

No! Qin Xiu couldn't possibly be home at this time. Even if he suddenly came back, he would definitely respond to her voice!

Instead of going any further into the house, she quickly backed away, took out her phone from her bag, and swiped the screen rapidly to dial the police.

However, she was still a beat too slow.

Just as she dialed "110" and before the call connected...

"Whoosh!"

A black figure darted out of the house! The speed was so fast that Lu Tingxi didn't even see the other person's face clearly. He only felt his wrist being violently pulled, and his phone slipped from his hand in an instant!

The dark figure snatched the phone, and in a flash, disappeared into the stairwell. The whole process took only two or three seconds, so fast that no one could react in time.

Lu Tingxi stumbled from the force and steadied herself by grabbing the entryway cabinet. Still shaken, she stared at the empty doorway and then at her bare hands, a cold sweat breaking out on her back.

She abandoned the idea of ​​chasing after him, suppressed the fear in her heart, and quickly contacted the property management using the apartment's landline before calling Qin Xiu.

Twenty minutes later, Qin Xiu rushed back and met Lu Tingxi, whose face was still somewhat pale, at the property center.

"Qin Xiu!"

Upon seeing him, Lu Tingxi immediately grabbed his arm, her voice filled with lingering fear and urgency.

"Your house got broken into! I felt something was wrong as soon as I opened the door and tried to call the police, but the person rushed out, grabbed my phone, and ran away! It was so fast, I didn't even see their face!"

Qin Xiu's face immediately darkened. He patted Lu Tingxi's hand reassuringly, but his eyes sharpened.

He first inquired about the surveillance footage from the property management, and then took Lu Tingxi back to the apartment.

Everything in the living room seemed normal, but on the coffee table was a cheap plastic lunchbox that was half-open and half-eaten.

Inside was a completely cold scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and the rice was all jumbled up.

Qin Xiu's gaze was fixed on the lunchbox. His eyes behind his glasses flickered for a moment, and then a certain guess quickly formed in his mind.

He immediately turned around and pulled the still somewhat shaken Lu Tingxi into a tight embrace, his arms holding her tightly, but his voice was unusually gentle:

"It's alright, it's alright, it's good that everyone is safe."

He loosened his grip on her slightly and looked down at her:

"Why don't you go back to your villa for the next few days? Don't stay here for now. I'll find a safer place for you and then bring you over."

Lu Tingxi was startled and lifted her head from his embrace:

"Is it really necessary to go through all this trouble? Why not just call the police and have them arrest that guy? He can't have gone far, and he stole my phone; the police can track him down..."

"Tingxi".

Qin Xiu interrupted her, lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on the top of her head, but didn't explain further, only repeating,

"Listen to me, let's go back to the villa for a few days. Okay?"

Lu Tingxi looked at the worry and a deep-seated seriousness in his eyes, and although she didn't understand, she nodded.

Qin Xiu used his connections to get replacement phones and SIM cards that were stolen, and that same evening, he sent them, along with a brand-new model phone, to Lu Tingxi's villa.

He personally cooked a simple dinner, all of which were Lu Tingxi's favorite dishes. He sat opposite her, barely touching his own food, just watching her eat tenderly.

As Lu Tingxi ate, he casually mentioned:

"You haven't made scrambled eggs with tomatoes in a long time. This dish you made is especially delicious, and it tastes different from what you get outside."

Qin Xiu's fingers tightened slightly around the water glass, but his gaze behind his glasses remained gentle as he smiled at her.

"Really? Do you want to eat it? I'll make it for you tomorrow."

"OK."

Lu Tingxi had no suspicions and agreed with a smile.

After dinner, Qin Xiu efficiently tidied up the kitchen, restoring everything to its original order. He walked into the living room and said to Lu Tingxi, who was lying on the sofa watching a talk show while wearing a face mask:

"Tingxi, I won't be staying here tonight. The chairman has some urgent business to attend to."

Lu Tingxi, with a face mask on, didn't even lift his eyelids, and casually waved his hand:

"Okay, go ahead. Drive carefully on the road."

"it is good."

Qin Xiu gave her a deep look, picked up his coat, and turned to leave the villa.

As Qin Xiu drove away from the villa area, the gentle smile on his face had vanished without a trace. He held the steering wheel with one hand and picked up his phone with the other, dialing the detention center's number.

After receiving the expected answer from the detention center, Qin Xiu's expression finally relaxed slightly.

He returned to his apartment alone and sat quietly on the sofa until late at night.

Just after midnight, someone knocked on the door.

Qin Xiu saw the expected figure in the surveillance footage.

For Lu Tingzhao, these days are like a grand yet secret celebration.

The whole world transformed from monotonous sound waves and tactile sensations into a flowing and vibrant painting, and the most vivid of them all was undoubtedly Lin Xiaoman.

His greatest pleasure each day was looking at her.

He no longer needed to guess her emotions by the sound of her footsteps, nor did he need to judge her location by the rustling of her clothes, nor did he need to painstakingly piece together her image by the touch of his fingertips and the frequency of her breathing when they embraced.

Now, everything is in full view.

In the early morning, she wore his oversized shirt, ran barefoot between the bedroom and the hallway, her long hair disheveled and sleepy, as she went to pour water for Yuanbao.

Sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, dancing on her pale ankles and slender calves. She yawned and mumbled something in his direction:

"Chairman, Yuanbao got up earlier than you..."

Lu Tingzhao kept his eyes closed, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly. He watched her smug satisfaction at what she thought was a secret slack, and her vibrant, unguarded state because of his "inability to see."