The blind boss's nanny

Apart from the occasional bird flying by, there wasn't a single suspicious person in sight.

No, there wasn't a soul in sight.

Making money is easy, but it's also boring.

Fortunately, a nanny comes over to chat with us every day.

Were you in a bad mood yesterday?

Leng Feng asked casually.

"Huh?"

I saw you sitting on the steps, lost in thought.

Lin Xiaoman shook her head.

"No, that's not true. Aunt Mei bought me new clothes yesterday, and the chairman even gave me a tablet. I'm so happy!"

A smear of cream clung to the tip of her nose, trembling gently with her smile.

Leng Feng's lips unconsciously curled up in a smile.

"Brother Leng, did you know that 'tiramisu' means 'take me away' in Italian?"

Where do you want to go?

The man paused, wiping the gun barrel, before casually replying.

"First London, then Sydney,"

She counted on her fingers as she spoke.

"Do you want to travel around the world?"

Lin Xiaoman scooped up a big bite of cake,

"No, I want to visit my family before I stay and work."

"Where is your family located, all over the world?"

"Hmm...you could say that."

Leng Feng thought of his compatriots who were wandering overseas:

Are you from Fujian?

No, that's not it.

She licked the spoon.

"It's a long story..."

He didn't ask any more questions.

Just as she never asked him why he was willing to risk his life for others, he also respected her unspoken past.

At night, moonlight shines through the gauze curtains.

Before going to sleep, Lin Xiaoman gently opened the leather photo album.

The club created individual compilations for each person.

She saw Lu Tingzhao's agile figure on the ski slope, his smooth muscle lines when he was swimming in the deep sea, and his profile outlined by the wind and sand when he was off-roading in the desert.

The annotations under each photo record the latitude, longitude, and date.

Lin Xiaoman ran her fingertips over the silhouette of the man on the Alaskan snowfield, experiencing for the first time a pang of heartache.

The eagle that once soared in the vast sky is now a fish trapped in the water.

She considered herself an optimistic person, and if she had encountered such a misfortune, she probably would have cried her eyes out long ago.

But today, in front of the Wen siblings, Lu Tingzhao is very respectable.

The image of the man who traversed the Sahara in the photo album gradually overlaps with the figure of the person listening to audiobooks lying next door.

Fortunately, the chairman is very wealthy.

Money can solve many problems.

For example, he has a kind and understanding nanny like her taking care of him.

Yes, he's really lucky.

Lu Tingzhao's suggestion that Lin Xiaoman attend online classes was not just empty talk.

He would take time each day to check her study progress and give her a quiz.

"Explain in English: diminishing marginal returns."

Fortunately, Lin Xiaoman has a serious attitude towards learning and a good foundation in English, so learning is easy for her.

She could always manage to give a fairly satisfactory answer, albeit haltingly.

But being a nanny for the King of Scrolls is no easy task:

Although there are professional chefs to cook meals and various robots to do housework, her daily tasks are feeding her and bathing her.

He never even went out; he stayed in this huge castle every day.

But Lu Tingzhao was certainly not idle; he had to handle various company affairs remotely every day.

The computer was never turned off from morning till night, and Qin Xiu's reports could be heard at any time.

"London Stock Exchange copper futures contract..."

Lin Xiaoman sometimes wanted to kneel down and beg Lu Tingzhao to stop interfering.

At that moment, she stared at the birds flying past the window, and heard Lu Tingzhao's voice in her ear:

"Create a visual chart from the data we just gathered."

She jolted awake and frantically clicked on the trading software that she couldn't understand at all.

Three months ago, she was working in the service industry, but now she has been forced to learn how to do SWOT analysis, can barely distinguish the trend of K-line charts, and has even begun to understand what "quantitative easing" is.

But those obscure technical terms were so soporific that Lin Xiaoman would often doze off whenever Lu Tingzhao held an overseas meeting.

The only good thing about working for Lu Tingzhao is that he can't see anything and doesn't know what she's doing.

You really can't blame her.

Who would have thought that this chairman would listen to financial report analysis even at 1 a.m.?

After getting through the initial period of anxiety, Lin Xiaoman began to slack off more skillfully.

Since Lu Tingzhao couldn't see her, she would often secretly drift off to sleep halfway through a meeting, resting her chin on her hand.

"...Sister Lin."

She woke up with a start, and it took her several seconds to realize that the unfamiliar address was Lu Tingzhao calling her.

"arrive!"

She immediately straightened her back.

"Chairman, shouldn't we take a break?"

Lu Tingzhao remained silent for a moment:

"Could you please make me a cup of coffee?"

Seeing that she was stunned and didn't move, he added:

"Thank you, I'll pay you overtime."

Lin Xiaoman stood up instantly and sprang to the tea room.

The break room was empty in the dead of night, and she skillfully operated the coffee machine.

She's been coming here so often lately that she couldn't resist the urge to learn from them.

Once, she shamelessly asked the barista if she could give it a try.

To my surprise, the other party readily agreed.

Just as she was feeling relieved that she had learned another skill, the barista resigned.

This task fell to Lin Xiaoman.

Before she could even voice her complaints, Lu Tingzhao added the barista's salary to her paycheck.

She thanked him enthusiastically and worked even harder to make tea and coffee.

Capitalists truly understand how to get people to work more willingly.

Lin Xiaoman wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she always felt that:

Since the Wen siblings left that day, Lu Ting has been like someone flipped a switch, devoting all his energy to systematic reconstruction.

One day, she overheard him talking to Lu Tingzhou on the phone:

"The whole world already sees me as disabled, but I'm the only one still running away."

People with disabilities should calmly accept this fact.

The first step to accepting reality is to learn life skills.

He no longer rejects white canes and screen reader software.

I exercise every day and learn how to use tools for the blind.

The rest of the time is spent working.

The white cane, once abandoned in a corner, has now become his closest companion.

Lu Tingzhao's learning was fraught with difficulties, but fortunately, Lin Xiaoman had cared for visually impaired children at the Sunshine Home.

When Lu Tingzhao bumped into a vase in the hallway again, she demonstrated to him how to use a white cane to detect the edges of furniture:

"Chairman, we'll sweep lightly like this, stopping when we hear a change in the echo."

Before long, Lu Tingzhao was able to navigate the maze-like house on his own, without Lin Xiaoman's help, using his white cane.

One day, Lin Xiaoman couldn't find anyone in the bedroom. After pushing open the study door, she found Lu Tingzhao already sitting at his desk, his white cane leaning against the edge of the desk.

"It takes me 147 steps to get from my bedroom to my study."

He faced her,

"I needed to avoid two Persian vases and a spiral staircase along the way."

"Awesome!"

Lin Xiaoman gave him a thumbs up.

The one who reacted the most was Meryl Streep.

She carried the tea set through the corridor, nearly knocking the tray over.

Lu Tingzhao was moving slowly alone in the empty living room, holding his white cane.

The silver tip of the cane tapped lightly on the marble floor, producing a rhythmic tapping sound.

She almost immediately wanted to pick up the walkie-talkie and give Lin Xiaoman a piece of her mind.

But when she looked up, she caught a glimpse of a figure behind a pillar... Lin Xiaoman was tiptoeing and moving aside the greenery blocking her way.