The blind boss's nanny

Lu Tingxi wept silently, staring blankly at the carpet pattern, her body trembling.

The previous arrogance, willfulness, and self-righteousness shattered completely under the harsh reality.

She is trapped in a labyrinth woven from love, hate, betrayal, worry, and irreparable hurt, unable to find a way out.

Outside, the manor remained sealed off, eerily silent.

A bloody storm she herself started is slowly drawing everything she cherishes, including herself, into a deeper vortex.

She didn't know if Qin Xiu would die, how her older brother would handle it, or even... whether there was any possibility left between her and Qin Xiu.

The sky was darkening, and the road ahead was unclear.

Fortunately, Lu Tingxi's knife pierced a spot that was off-center from his heart and lungs, and the force was largely dissipated due to his final hesitation.

Qin Xiu's wounds looked frightening, and he had lost a lot of blood, but his vital organs and major blood vessels were not damaged.

After carefully examining and completing the debridement and suturing, Dr. Kang whispered to Lu Tingzhao, who had been standing by his side, to confirm:

"Chairman, Mr. Qin is very lucky. His wound is not deep, and he avoided all dangerous areas. He will recover after a period of rest. However, he needs to replenish his blood loss, and he should avoid strenuous activity in the near future."

Upon hearing this, the tense atmosphere in the hearts of those present finally eased a little.

The worst-case scenario did not occur.

Lu Tingzhao remained calm and nodded slightly to Dr. Kang.

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Kang. I'd like to trouble you to stay at the manor for a few more days so I can keep an eye on his recovery. I will settle all expenses and your house call time at the highest rate."

Dr. Kang, an old friend who had been associated with the Lu family for many years and had seen many ups and downs, understood perfectly well that the angle, force, and choice of scalpel for this wound could not possibly have been caused by the patient himself, nor was it a common accident.

If the child is taken to a regular hospital, the doctor will immediately recognize that the injury was caused by external force. According to regulations, they are fully responsible and must call the police to handle the matter.

While he was sewing, the back of his shirt was already soaked with cold sweat. He knew that he was cooperating with Lu Tingzhao to handle a "family matter" that absolutely could not be made public.

Upon hearing Lu Tingzhao's request to keep him under "observation," Dr. Kang understood immediately. He wanted to ensure that Qin Xiu would not experience any postoperative infections or other complications, and also to keep all those in the know within the smallest possible circle to prevent any possibility of information leakage.

He immediately and respectfully agreed.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lu, I will arrange my work and stay here for the next few days."

"in addition,"

Lu Tingzhao's calm voice rang out, officially sealing the fate of everything that had happened that night.

"The manor was burgled tonight. While leading a search operation, Qin Xiu engaged in a direct fight with the hiding thieves. Desperate, they attacked him with a weapon they were carrying. Fortunately, other security personnel arrived in time and subdued the thieves, but Qin Xiu was unfortunately injured. That's the general situation. The group's legal and security departments will follow up on the subsequent investigation and the handling of the thieves. Uncle Kang, please keep this story consistent if anyone asks."

The logic is sound, and the roles are appropriate.

In just a few words, the incident was characterized as a "heroic workplace accident resulting in injury".

Protecting the guilty without leaving a trace; maintaining absolute control.

Dr. Kang was taken aback and quickly nodded:

"I understand, Chairman. Assistant Qin was injured while bravely fighting the thugs to protect the estate's property and personnel. I will be more careful with my words and actions."

Lu Tingzhao said no more and glanced at Qin Xiu, who was fast asleep on the bed.

The crisis has been temporarily contained, but the storm is not over yet.

All the truths, grudges, and all the variables that Qin Xiu might bring after waking up... are things he needs to face and settle personally.

On the other side of the world, at the Cotswolds estate outside London, the morning sun shines warmly through the glass windows onto the oak floors.

The air was filled with the aroma of toasted bread, bacon, and fresh coffee.

As Lin Xiaoman walked down the spiral staircase, she heard Jason's loud and excited voice coming from the adjoining living room. He was talking loudly into his phone, his tone full of familiarity and concern.

"...Of course I know! You want to know how Maggie is doing, right? She seems... well, she seems pretty independent, but I can sense that she sometimes gets distracted... yes, she'll suddenly quiet down and stare into the distance..."

Lin Xiaoman paused, realizing that Jason might be on the phone with Lu Tingzhao. She tiptoed into the breakfast room next door and sat down on a bar stool by the window.

That spot offers a great view, overlooking the roses in the garden glistening with dew and the rolling hills in the distance.

The maid quickly brought her a sumptuous English breakfast.

She ate her toast quietly and sipped her black tea, but her ears couldn't help but pick up the intermittent conversations coming from next door.

"...She's very happy here. She even helped me trim the roses yesterday... What? Oh, she's sitting right now..."

Jason paused for a moment, seemingly glancing towards the breakfast room, then his voice suddenly rose, filled with undisguised laughter.

"...She's sitting right now in that spot you used to always hog when you came to my house! The one where you'd just stare blankly at the garden!"

Lin Xiaoman paused slightly, her hand holding the fork trembling, her cheeks involuntarily flushing. So… Lu Tingzhao used to like sitting here too?

She immediately lowered her head, pretending to focus on the remaining scrambled eggs and sausage on the plate, chewing them vigorously as if they were the most important food in the world, ignoring Jason's words.

But the footsteps were getting closer. Jason, holding his phone and with a bright smile on his face, strode into the breakfast room and went straight to Lin Xiaoman.

"Maggie!"

He spoke cheerfully, and without a word, handed her the phone; the screen showed it was on a call.

"Lu wants to talk to you!"

Lin Xiaoman's heart tightened, and she was about to wave her hand to refuse:

"No need, Jason, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jason had already shoved the phone into her hand with lightning speed, winking at her and mouthing the words:

He's worried about you.

The phone was slightly warm in my palm, as if it carried the unique warmth and presence of the person on the other end of the line.

With the receiver pressed against her ear, Lin Xiaoman heard a faint electrical hum, and on the other end... a familiar breathing sound.