The blind boss's nanny

On the day he left Sui County, Qin Xiu sat by the window on the long-distance bus, watching the scenery rushing past outside, and made a vow in his heart:

In this life, I will never look back.

Especially after her mother left, the last vestige of warmth on that barren land was severed.

But his mother never told him who his biological father was.

This became a thorn in his side.

During his youth, Qin Xiu, on countless nights when he was beaten and scolded by Qin Jianguo, also had incredibly despicable thoughts:

If... if I really were Lu Xing's son, how wonderful that would be.

That name was pieced together from Qin Jianguo's most vicious curses.

If that were the case, wouldn't he be able to escape the mire, wouldn't he be able to... rightfully have an older brother like Lu Tingzhao?

This idea became clear to him when he worked hard to get into a top university, passed through many hurdles, and finally stood by Lu Tingzhao's side.

He observed and learned, striving to make his work flawless. He longed for Lu Tingzhao's approval, as if that would bring him one step closer to that identity.

Until his third year with Lu Tingzhao.

It was an ordinary Friday evening. After finishing the last document, Lu Tingzhao looked up at Qin Xiu, who was standing quietly to the side.

"Qin Xiu, thank you for making this trip tonight."

"My sister Tingxi is returning from Switzerland today, her flight is at 8 pm. I have an unavoidable business engagement, so could you pick her up from the airport and make sure she gets home safely?"

"Yes, Chairman."

Qin Xiu agreed.

Lu Tingxi. He was familiar with this name; the eldest daughter of the Lu family. Lu Tingzhao would occasionally mention her, his tone always relaxed.

But he never saw the real person.

The airport's international arrivals hall was bustling with people. Flight information was broadcast over the loudspeaker, and travelers of all kinds dragged their luggage into the flow of people.

Qin Xiu stood in a prominent spot, holding up a sign to welcome guests, his gaze calmly sweeping across the exit.

A girl wearing a beige cashmere coat walked out from the crowd.

Her skin was very fair, her features were striking, and she possessed an exquisite quality that came from being pampered and loved.

Lu Tingxi's gaze swept over the crowd of people picking up passengers, then over the sign in Qin Xiu's hand, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes.

Qin Xiu immediately stepped forward and nodded slightly:

"Ms. Lu, hello. I am Qin Xiu, the chairman's special assistant. The chairman had an important meeting and instructed me to pick you up."

His voice was steady, his tone professional, and impeccable.

Lu Tingxi stopped in front of him and looked him up and down.

"Where's my older brother?"

She spoke, her voice clear and crisp, yet tinged with pride.

He promised to pick me up.

"President Lu did have an urgent matter to attend to and couldn't get away. He asked me to apologize to you."

Qin Xiu explained in a humble yet assertive manner.

"Oh."

Lu Tingxi snorted softly, clearly not buying the explanation.

She walked straight past him toward the exit, leaving behind only a commanding instruction:

"Where's the car? Hurry up, I'm tired."

Having encountered far too many difficult clients and self-important so-called "high society" individuals, Qin Xiu had long since developed an impenetrable defense mechanism.

He tries to avoid this at all costs.

Strangely enough, seeing Lu Tingxi's dissatisfaction and hearing her spoiled orders, Qin Xiu's heart skipped a beat at that moment, and then began to pound heavily.

It wasn't because of her beauty, though he couldn't deny that she was indeed dazzling.

But his base expectations about his origins were shattered at that moment by another emotion.

No.

He no longer wanted to have any assumptions about whether he was related to her by blood.

He would rather be Qin Jianguo's son, forever bearing the burden of his humble origins, forever standing in a position where he needs to look up to her.

At least in this way, the stirrings in his heart wouldn't turn into a complete tragedy.

Qin Xiu quickly composed himself, hurried to catch up, and opened the car door for her:

"Miss Lu, please."

Lu Tingxi didn't even look at him, and bent down to sit inside.

Qin Xiu closed the car door and got into the driver's seat.

In the rearview mirror, the girl had already turned her head to look at the rapidly receding night view outside the window, leaving him with only a cold profile.

He started the car smoothly and drove into the traffic under the cover of night.

The carriage was silent. Qin Xiu gripped the steering wheel and stared straight ahead.

The neon lights of Beijing flowed into blurry shadows in his eyes.

He knew perfectly well that some things had completely gone off track in those few short minutes.

From then on, whenever Lu Tingxi was in the country, Qin Xiu would always appear around her.

Perhaps it all started with Lu Tingzhao's orders.

Her busy older brother was simply too busy to take care of everything, so he naturally entrusted the task of looking after his sister's trivial matters to his most capable brother, Qin Xiu.

After several visits, Lu Tingxi was surprised to find that his elder brother's taciturn special assistant was not only extremely efficient, but also... very useful and exceptionally easy to talk to.

Lu Tingxi is notoriously spoiled and difficult to deal with.

Her temper can change in an instant, and she can be incredibly picky. Even her second brother, Lu Tingzhou, once complained that she was "ill-mannered."

Those who surrounded her were either intimidated by the Lu family's power and fawned over them, or they couldn't stand her temper and kept their distance.

But Qin Xiu was an exception.

He was always emotionally stable and always willing to help.

She and her friends partied at a bar until the early hours of the morning, getting quite drunk. No matter how late it was, Qin Xiu would always appear within half an hour whenever she called him. He would silently take her home and prepare hangover medicine and warm water for her.

If she suddenly decides she wants a rare, discontinued designer handbag, or spontaneously decides to spend the weekend on a private island, Qin Xiu will simply write down these seemingly unreasonable requests and then deliver the items or itinerary to her in the shortest possible time, without ever uttering a single complaint.

She felt lonely while studying abroad and would often wake him up with an overseas call. Qin Xiu would just listen quietly to her complaints on the other end of the phone, and then, feeling that she had gone too far, she would hang up awkwardly. The next day, he would actually show up downstairs at her apartment building.

He used his annual leave.

Once, twice, three times... Lu Tingxi went from taking it for granted to gradually noticing something was amiss.

This man seems to be treating her a little too well.