The blind boss's nanny

Those moments he left behind in the name of "need," those compromises born of compassion and responsibility, those tender moments that blurred the lines...

At this moment, everything was clearly illuminated, revealing the essence of control that even Lu Tingzhao himself might not have realized.

But this time, it's different.

Lin Xiaoman clearly felt that something that had been binding her deep inside was loosening, and even... about to break.

She suppressed her emotions and spoke calmly and composedly:

"Lu Tingzhao, you deceived me! You disrespected me! I will never forgive you!"

The man immediately reached out and pulled her into a tight embrace, trying to counteract the aloofness in her words.

"Fine, fine, you won't forgive me."

His voice whispered in her ear, carrying a deliberately lowered tone of compromise.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault. You can be angry with me, hit me, or scold me, it's all fine."

He paused, tightened his grip on her arm, and gently brushed his chin against the top of her head.

"But Xiaoman, Azhe and Yuanbao...didn't do anything wrong, right? Don't take your anger out on them and ignore them just because I'm the bad guy, okay?"

His words were gentle, his posture humble, and he deliberately placed himself in the position of the "bad guy."

Normally, Lin Xiaoman might have softened her heart, or perhaps she would have begun to reflect on whether she had been too heartless.

But this time, she let him hold her, but her body didn't respond with any warmth.

"Lu Tingzhao,"

Her voice was muffled in his chest, carrying suppressed anger.

"I'm so angry."

Upon hearing this, the man tightened his grip on her arms, lowered his head, and pressed his warm lips to the top of her head, his voice low and husky:

"Xiaoman, it was my fault. It was all my fault."

"You can ask me for anything... anything at all. Except—"

He paused, the pressure on his arm causing her slight pain, but his tone was gentle:

"Except for leaving me."

He turned his head, trying to find her lips, his hot breath brushing against her cheek, his voice lower and more seductive:

"Don't be angry, okay? I'm here..."

He took her hand and placed it on his heart, letting her feel its steady, strong beating.

"It's all you."

However, Lin Xiaoman remained lost in her own thoughts, muttering to herself as if talking to herself:

"Lu Tingzhao, I feel that what we're doing now... is wrong. Very wrong."

She shook her head, her tone both weary and clear-headed.

"We should separate for a while. Let's both calm down and think things through..."

She finally raised her eyes to look at his face, so close to hers. Even though she knew he "couldn't see," she still looked directly into his eyes, declaring each word with crystal clarity:

"Lu Tingzhao, I'm leaving you."

The tenderness and pleading on Lu Tingzhao's face froze for a moment, revealing the cold hardness beneath. He tightened his grip on her arm.

"Impossible, Xiaoman."

He refused decisively, his voice low and resolute, filled with unwavering conviction and an intense, lingering affection.

He lowered his head, ignoring her stiffness and attempts to dodge, and kissed her lips, lingering and caressing them.

When the kiss ended, his forehead rested against hers, his breathing slightly erratic, his voice hoarse:

"If you want to separate and calm down, that's fine. Right here in this manor, right beside me."

His thumb gently caressed her lips, which he had kissed until they were red and moist, his eyes deep and dark.

"Don't leave me, okay?"

From an angle he couldn't see, Lin Xiaoman slowly closed her eyes, her thick eyelashes casting small shadows beneath them, obscuring the completely cold light in her eyes.

Deep in her heart, she said to herself with unwavering resolve:

"This time, I won't fall for your tricks again."

Screw your moral blackmail!

Lu Tingzhao, of course, did not realize that the seemingly obedient and compliant woman in his arms was just pretending, and that her silence was silently accumulating the strength to break free.

After all, when he couldn't see, the entire estate was under his control. The servants' schedules, the security guards' shifts, the vehicle dispatches... everything obeyed his silent commands.

Moreover, now... he has already opened his eyes.

Those actions he thought were discreet, those whispered conversations, even the exchange of glances, were all clearly revealed in his eyes as he regained his sight.

He was like a detached god, looking down over everything in the manor.

Without his permission, Lin Xiaoman would never leave this place even a step.

Lu Tingzhao was absolutely certain of this.

However, even the wisest person can make a mistake.

He had calculated all the visible forces in the manor, but overlooked one thing... the subtlety and unpredictability of human nature.

Lin Xiaoman was well aware that without Lu Tingzhao's approval, she could not command anyone here. From Aunt Mei to the gardener, from the driver to the bodyguard, their loyalty was primarily to the "Chairman".

But there was one exception.

That afternoon, Lin Xiaoman "bumped into" Ye Qiyun, who was having afternoon tea in the garden. She immediately adopted a smug, self-satisfied expression, her chin slightly raised, her tone deliberately boastful and arrogant:

"Mrs. Lu, there is something I think you need to know."

She stroked her flat stomach, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for Ye Qiyun to hear clearly.

"I'm pregnant...it's the chairman's."

She paused, watching Ye Qiyun's face freeze for a moment and her hand tighten on the teacup. A mischievous glint appeared in her heart, but she struggled to maintain her haughty demeanor.

"So, some rules in this manor may need to be changed from now on. After all, a child can't be without a proper status, don't you think?"

These words struck Ye Qiyun's most sensitive nerve—his identity, status, inheritance rights, and his deep-seated contempt and rejection of Lin Xiaoman.

Ye Qiyun's well-maintained face flushed red in an instant, her chest heaved violently, and she was about to have an attack.

Lin Xiaoman immediately knew when to stop, and while she was brewing her thunderous rage, she quickly revealed her true purpose, though her tone was casual:

"But your son has been giving me a hard time these past few days, and I want to teach him a little lesson. I'd like to hitch a ride with you to get some fresh air, is that alright? You're going back to the city anyway."

Ye Qiyun was furious, her mind filled with thoughts like "This little nanny actually dares to think she can gain status through her son" and "I must make her disappear from my son's sight immediately." When she heard that the nanny wanted to leave, she was more than happy to accept it! She didn't have time to think about it carefully.

"Get on the bus!"

Ye Qiyun spat out two words through gritted teeth, his face ashen. He was already prepared to subject her to a comprehensive "humiliation education" and "financial beating" as soon as the car started.

However, before Ye Qiyun could elegantly pull out her checkbook or begin her prepared long speech, Lin Xiaoman had already nimbly climbed into the car trunk!

"you……!"

Ye Qiyun was stunned, staring at the trunk lid that was quickly closed, and for a moment she forgot to react.

The drivers exchanged glances and looked at her. Ye Qiyun waved her hand dismissively.

"Drive! Let's get out of here first!"

Out of sight, out of mind!

The black sedan drove smoothly out of the manor and through the lush, tree-lined suburban avenues.