The blind boss's nanny

Upon hearing Lin Xiao's voice, Yuanbao wagged its tail happily and hopped and spun around outside the fence.

Just you wait and see.

She raised her chin towards the main house.

"When the sun rises tomorrow, I'll still be jumping around as usual."

The cold night remained, but the rekindled flame in the girl's eyes shone brighter than any other light.

The restaurant was brightly lit, and the long tables were covered with ironed linen tablecloths.

Ye Qiyun sat to Lu Tingzhao's right, and her brows furrowed slightly as her gaze swept over A Zhe, who was sitting at the end of the table.

"You guys are becoming more and more casual these days."

She picked up her glass of red wine and took a small sip.

"Even ordinary workers can dine at the head table now?"

Ah Zhe was focused on counting the peas in the plate and didn't react to the question at all.

Lu Xingqi breathed a sigh of relief. Sometimes she envied A Zhe, who could live freely in his own world no matter how the outside world treated him.

But Qin Xiu, who was sitting diagonally opposite her, tightened his grip on the fork slightly.

He's a working-class man too, yet he's sitting here.

"Ah Zhe isn't a working-class person."

Lu Tingxi, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.

She put down her spoon and said thoughtfully,

"If it weren't for him last time..."

She continued calmly, cutting the foie gras on her plate.

"Mom, you might not be able to buy next season's haute couture."

Lu Tingzhao's fingertips lightly traced the rim of the wine glass, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Ye Qiyun's expression changed slightly, but she ultimately said nothing more.

A tense atmosphere simmered within the restaurant as Lu Xingyuan observed A Zhe with keen interest...

Is this kid, who can't even speak properly, really as amazing as his older sister says?

The next second, he turned and looked at Qin Xiu with ill intent:

"Assistant Qin, what remarkable achievements have you made for our family? Why are you always at our family gatherings? Could it be that...?"

The boy drawled out his words.

"You don't have your own home, do you?"

Those words were barbed and really unpleasant to hear.

But Qin Xiu simply wiped the corner of his mouth elegantly:

"I wouldn't call it a great achievement, but the chairman needs capable people around him. If young master Xingyuan were more reliable, I wouldn't be stuck here in the way all the time."

"you!"

Lu Xingyuan threw down his napkin and was about to get up.

"What are you trying to do, wearing glasses and acting all refined! Go out and put your skills to the test!"

Surprisingly, Ye Qiyun actually scolded her son harshly this time:

"Xingyuan! Show some respect to Assistant Qin!"

"Mom? He just now..."

"You brought this on yourself!"

The boy stared wide-eyed in disbelief, then shoved his chair away.

"I can't eat this! You're all disgusting!"

"Eat it or don't, it's up to you!"

Ye Qiyun was so angry that her face turned pale.

Lu Tingxi lowered his eyes to hide the smile on his lips.

She knew perfectly well that her mother was only giving Qin Xiu face because her eldest brother's financial loans were now in his hands.

If Qin Xiu were to anger her, he could easily find an excuse to delay the allocation of funds, and the pampered Ye Qiyun probably wouldn't be able to endure it for even half a month.

Lu Xingyuan angrily kicked open the back door, and the evening breeze rushed in.

He was about to light a cigarette when he caught sight of a snow-white figure huddled under the eaves...

Lin Xiaoman, wrapped in a comical blanket, had fallen into a deep sleep from the cold.

Even more outrageous, Yuanbao actually lay outside the railing, curling himself into a golden ball of fur and snuggling tightly against her.

Upon seeing Lu Xingyuan, it alertly pricked up its ears but refused to leave.

"You stupid dog!"

The boy squatted down, feeling both amused and exasperated.

"Why don't you go inside and keep her company? What good are you!"

He reached out and nudged Lin Xiaoman, only to find her body was ice-cold.

Yuanbao anxiously licked her fingers, emitting a whimpering sound.

"Tsk, what a troublemaker."

Lu Xingyuan scratched his hair in frustration, but deftly took off his limited-edition coat and wrapped it around her.

"This is Givenchy, young master!"

Just as he was debating whether to call the maid or carry her back to her room himself, Yuanbao suddenly grabbed his trouser leg and dragged him toward the main house.

"Alright, alright!"

The boy resignedly picked up the frail girl, muttering something under his breath.

"My first time carrying someone in my arms like a princess was done to a complete stranger..."

Yuanbao wagged its tail happily and led the way, occasionally turning back to make sure they were following.

The moonlight illuminated the boy's awkward expression and the girl's gently trembling eyelashes in his arms.

As the maid cleared away the main course, Ye Qiyun casually mentioned:

"The ninth day of next month is the day for the family to pay respects to their ancestors, and the elders all hope that Tingzhao can attend this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Tingxi immediately objected:

"The ancestral worship ceremony is held at Yunyin Mountain, with many steep steps. How can you get there given your current condition, brother?"

"That's what I said too."

Ye Qiyun sighed and put down her napkin.

"But the uncles insisted that the current head of the family personally offer incense, saying that this had always been the custom."

Qin Xiu calmly added:

"When the ancestral hall was being renovated last year, I suggested installing barrier-free facilities, but the clan association rejected it on the grounds that it would 'disrupt the feng shui.'"

Everyone turned to look at Lu Tingzhao, who was in the main seat.

He ate quietly the whole time, and only now slowly put down his spoon, speaking after a long pause:

"I'll go."

Ye Qiyun's tense shoulders finally relaxed, and she quickly put a piece of honey-glazed ham on her son's plate.

"Mom knew it; you're the most sensible one."

Lu Tingxi and Qin Xiu exchanged a worried look.

The candlelight reflected in Lu Tingzhao's unfocused pupils, like two clusters of deep flames.

As Lu Xingyuan carried Lin Xiaoman through the rose bushes, they bumped into Leng Feng, who was on night patrol.

The bodyguard in black paused for a second on the figure in the boy's arms before stepping forward to investigate.

"Oh no, she's starting to show symptoms of hypothermia."

Leng Feng knelt down on one knee and quickly checked Lin Xiaoman's bluish fingertips and pulse.

"You must see a doctor immediately."

His sharp gaze swept over Lu Xingyuan:

"Go find the chairman."

The boy was stunned by his unusually serious tone and instinctively hugged the person in his arms and rushed towards the main house.

Yuanbao anxiously followed at Lin Xiaoman's feet, constantly nudging her wrist with his head.

Leng Feng stood still, his fists clenched at his sides.

He watched Lu Xingyuan's staggering figure disappear at the end of the porch, and ultimately couldn't take a step.

He has his own tasks and knows where the boundaries lie.

The moonlight illuminated his taut jawline.

Finally, he turned and disappeared into the shadows of the trees to continue his unfinished patrol.

But tonight, the sound of the wind made the man's footsteps hesitant.

Lu Xingyuan burst into the restaurant carrying a humanoid figure wrapped in a coat, shouting incoherently:

"Brother, please save her! She's not responding no matter how I call her!"

Yuanbao paced around them anxiously.

Aunt Mei was the first to react and immediately stepped forward to take over:

"Follow me to the guest room!"

She calmly directed the other servants.

"Prepare hot water and blankets!"

A Zhe, who had been eating quietly, pushed back his chair. After seeing the pale face in Lu Xingyuan's arms, the boy showed panic for the first time in public.

Without saying a word, he followed, and Lu Xingqi also hurriedly left her seat, lifting her skirt.

For a moment, footsteps filled the main house in a flurry.

Lu Tingzhao put down his cutlery, his brows furrowing slightly:

"What happened?"

"I...I was just joking with her..."

Lu Xingyuan rarely stuttered.

"Who knew Mom would lock her out..."

Ye Qiyun then remembered this and elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth:

"I was just teaching those who don't know the rules a lesson, is that really such a big deal?"