The blind boss's nanny

Chapter 19 Can We Take a Break?

Lin Xiaoman's eyes lit up:

Wow! You're more accurate than GPS!

This small success eased the tense atmosphere.

When Lu Tingzhao finally grasped the water glass accurately, Lin Xiaoman immediately took out a piece of chocolate and put it in his palm:

"award!"

Do you think I'm a three-year-old?

"This is an energy replenishment!"

She unwrapped the candy with a perfectly justified air.

"You just used up your brainpower..."

The sweet aroma of cocoa melted on his tongue, and Lu Tingzhao recalled the last time he had eaten sweets, which was the award-winning wagashi he tasted at the Tokyo Summit before he lost his sight.

Back then, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the city lights, never imagining that one day even eating a piece of candy could become an achievement.

"tomorrow,"

He spoke calmly.

"Give me a detailed description of the location of all items in the study."

"Yes, sir!"

Lin Xiaoman's voice was cheerful.

"But now... can we take a break?"

She glanced at the clock on the wall.

"It's getting late; you've already worked a long time today."

The man said coldly:

"no."

It was late at night, but the sounds of keyboards and translations still mingled in the study.

After Lin Xiaoman finished reading the third financial report, her voice was hoarse, while Lu Tingzhao maintained his upright posture.

"Chairman,"

She rubbed her sore eyes.

"Shall we take a break? The jasmine on the terrace is in full bloom..."

"Read out the data from the fourth section."

He really is a blind workaholic who works himself to the bone!

Lin Xiaoman took a deep breath, and the next second, she suddenly grabbed the armrest of the man's office chair...

This custom-made Herman Miller office chair even comes with wheels.

"Hello!"

"Hold on tight to the handrail, Chairman!"

She smiled and pushed the chair, turning him towards the terrace.

"The night express train is departing!"

The office chair glided smoothly down the corridor, and Lu Tingzhao subconsciously gripped the armrests as he was carried along.

He should have been angry, but the night breeze carrying the scent of jasmine wafted over him, and the reprimands stuck in his throat.

Can you smell it?

Lin Xiaoman parked the chair under the wisteria trellis.

"On the left are jasmine, on the right are tuberoses, and in front are roses that you transplanted yourself."

Moonlight streamed down on their shoulders.

Although Lu Tingzhao could not see the scenery of Yun Zhuiyue, he could feel the gentle evening breeze on his cheeks and hear the tinkling sound of the fountain in the distance.

Lin Xiaoman was squatting nearby, chattering incessantly:

"Tonight it's a waxing crescent moon, like a sesame seed cake with a bite taken out of it, as the clouds drift by..."

In her clumsy yet persistent way, she painted color into his dark world.

The chair came to a steady stop in the center of the terrace, and Lu Tingzhao remained in a tense sitting posture.

Lin Xiaoman had already jumped to the railing and took a deep breath:

"The stars are exceptionally bright tonight, and the three stars of Orion's Belt are clearly visible! Ah! A shooting star—"

She suddenly covered her mouth.

"Oh no, I forgot you can't see..."

"The actual brightness of Betelgeuse in Orion is 20,000 times that of the Sun."

Lu Tingzhao finally spoke.

"The starlight you see now was emitted eight hundred years ago."

Lin Xiaoman turned around in surprise:

How did you know which one I was looking at?

"The directional words you used in your description revealed the visual focus."

The man's body relaxed.

"continue."

This unexpected encouragement excited Lin Xiaoman:

"A cloud is drifting in from the southeast, its shape resembles the jade Pixiu statue in your study... The treetops are swaying to the northwest; it must be Leng Feng training in the treehouse..."

She became his eyes, dissecting the world into sound and breath:

The evening breeze, carrying the moisture from the lake, swept across the wisteria trellis; nightingales sang in the camphor trees; even Aunt Mei's whispered instructions to the chef in the distance became vivid footnotes.

"...Chairman,"

Lin Xiaoman squatted down in front of Lu Tingzhao.

Even if you can't see, the world will still embrace you in a million ways.

Lu Tingzhao remained silent for a long time.

When he finally spoke, what he said was:

"Push me back; it's time to process the data in the fifth section."

"ah!!"

Lin Xiaoman let out a mournful cry.

Even capitalists don't exploit their employees like you!

"or,"

A slight smile appeared at the corner of the man's mouth.

"You can choose to continue, as my 'night express driver.'"

That night, the servants at the Lu family mansion all witnessed a miraculous scene:

The new nanny pushed the chairman's office chair through the moonlit rose-lined path, the air filled with the girl's clear, cheerful narration:

"Attention! There are steps ahead at the three o'clock position. This express train will be bumpy soon—"

Aunt Mei, who had come looking for someone with snacks in hand, silently retreated into the shadows when she saw the figure in the wheelchair with a slack back.

A gentle evening breeze blew, and starlight shone on Lu Tingzhao's sharply defined profile.

Looking at the picturesque scene before her, Lin Xiaoman felt a long-lost sense of peace.

The grievance of being kicked out of the study during the day vanished instantly.

Instead, there was a deep sense of gratitude.

She is not a Christian, but she has felt a deep connection to the word since childhood.

At this moment, she is also deeply grateful for this gift of fate:

Taking care of the well-mannered Lu Tingzhao, receiving a generous salary, living in a dream manor, enjoying exquisite meals every day, taking hot baths daily, and no longer having to be subservient to others or work hard...

All of this was given to me by the man in front of me.

"Chairman, thank you."

Her voice was very soft.

"What are you thanking me for?"

The night breeze carried his deep response.

"This is the easiest job I've ever done, yet the highest-paying one."

She honestly revealed her true feelings.

"I'm so lucky to have met you."

The man hummed softly:

"They'll say it's lucky, but behind my back they'll find ways to make me do it myself."

Lin Xiaoman's little scheme was exposed, so she quickly changed the subject:

"Ahem... It's getting late, let me escort you back to your room to rest."