The blind boss's nanny

Lin Xiaoman and Leng Feng looked at each other in bewilderment.

Lu Tingzhao sneered and accurately extended his hand to Leng Feng.

After taking the phone from Leng Feng, he only said three words to the other end:

"Let's go."

The call was abruptly cut off the next second.

"It seems that everyone around me is taking extra care of you."

These words were clearly directed at Lin Xiaoman, and the sarcasm in them was obvious.

Lin Xiaoman pretended to be clueless:

"They only looked after me because they cared about you! Without you, who would care about a lowly nanny like me?"

Lu Tingzhao took a deep breath, and the next second he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Just as Leng Feng thought he was about to forcibly drag the person down, he heard Lu Tingzhao ask in a deep voice:

"Do you know... what going to the ancestral worship ceremony with me means to the Lu family?"

"Know!"

Lin Xiaoman looked up.

"But your safety is more important."

The mountain breeze ruffled her hair, and Yuanbao anxiously nuzzled their clasped hands with his nose.

"Chairman, please don't treat me like a woman,"

She softened her voice.

"Just think of them as having a few followers, like Yuanbao..."

"Yuanbao will not outwardly comply while inwardly disagreeing."

He interrupted her coldly, but the grip on her wrist had already loosened subtly.

"I promise I will remain completely silent from now on!"

She immediately raised three fingers and swore.

"Absolutely no presence whatsoever!"

Seeing that the man seemed to be relaxing, Lin Xiaoman pressed her advantage even further:

"Chairman, if you send me back now, Assistant Qin and Aunt Mei won't let me off the hook..."

"Please let me go up the mountain with you. I'll explain to the ancestors of the Lu family that I'm just a nanny, not anyone to you..."

As time ticked by, the time for the entire Lu family to gather at the foot of the mountain was fast approaching.

In the end, Lu Tingzhao finally let go:

"Fasten your seatbelt."

These five words are like a pardon.

Lin Xiaoman quickly hugged Yuanbao and sat up straight, secretly giving Leng Feng a victory sign.

As the convoy broke through the morning mist, the reporters who had been waiting for a long time immediately stirred...

The convoy consisted of more than a dozen Audis, all with consecutive Beijing license plates, a symbol of privilege.

Lin Xiaoman gazed at the vermilion-lacquered, gold-studded mountain gate flashing past the window and sighed, "This is not an ordinary ancestral worship ceremony at all, but a ritual by which the Lu family displays its power to the outside world."

The entire mountain road is under martial law today, with bodyguards in black standing in a row every ten steps.

The younger generation of the Lu family, who had traveled from all over the world, were gathered under the white marble archway. From a distance, it looked just like a red carpet event at a top fashion week.

As soon as Lin Xiaoman helped Lu Tingzhao out of the car, she was dazzled by the sight before her.

British, elite, traditional Chinese... Lin Xiaoman was overwhelmed by the variety of handsome men in different styles.

"Why have you stopped?"

Lu Tingzhao reminded him.

Lin Xiaoman hurriedly looked away and found Yuanbao tilting his head to look at her, his wet eyes full of curiosity.

A boy with silver-gray hair sped over on an electric scooter and came to a smooth stop in front of everyone.

"Big brother!"

Lu Xingyuan got out of the car, his earrings shimmering in the sunlight.

He had dyed his hair gray again after only a few days.

"Nanny, you're here too! That's great! I was worried I'd be bored to death today!"

His flamboyant voice drew the attention of more than twenty handsome young men, and Lin Xiaoman suddenly understood the joy of ancient emperors choosing their concubines.

The next second, she was surrounded by all sorts of handsome men—refined, unrestrained, aloof…

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

Greetings rang out from the crowd.

Lu Tingzhao nodded slightly, his calm face revealing no emotion.

Most of the Lu family members present were of the same generation as Lu Tingzhao, and they were scattered all over the world.

When facing their elder brother, who held the reins of the family, they all wore a subtle expression of both respect and fear.

As everyone chatted in small groups about their recent lives, not a single person noticed that Lu Tingzhao was blind.

The man's aura made the white cane in his hand look more like a scepter.

As for the guide dog Yuanbao, everyone assumed it was the pet of the woman beside Lu Tingzhao.

At this moment, a tall, slender figure dressed in a dark blue Zhongshan suit walked through the crowd:

"Brother, the sacrificial rites are ready; we can go up the mountain now."

Lin Xiaoman almost didn't recognize that this was Lu Tingzhou.

The once lazy and carefree scientific genius now looked even more like a bamboo shoot thanks to the Chinese-style stand-up collar he wore, only his phoenix eyes still held an untamed spirit.

Lu Tingzhao nodded slightly.

Just as everyone was preparing to climb the mountain, the roar of an engine suddenly came from the end of the mountain path.

A matte black Rolls-Royce broke through the morning mist and arrogantly stopped at the front of the convoy.

The car door rose, releasing a scent of sandalwood.

"Ting Zhao."

The visitor was dressed in a well-fitting dark gray Zhongshan suit, with an old sandalwood prayer bead on his wrist.

"It's a pleasure to see you. I didn't expect you to come."

He is Lu Tingshen, the only son of Lu Tingzhao's eldest uncle.

This eldest grandson of the Lu family appears to be gentle and refined, but he has been stationed in Singapore for many years under the guise of expanding overseas business.

But those in the know remember:

Ten years ago, he misappropriated family funds to invest in cryptocurrencies, causing the Lu family to lose nearly 10 billion yuan.

If his father hadn't knelt on the ground begging the board of directors for mercy, he would have been expelled from the family register long ago.

Even Lin Xiaoman could sense the unfriendly tone in Lu Tingshen's words.

"Even you made a special trip back from Singapore,"

Lu Tingzhou stepped forward with a cold smile.

"My older brother should naturally be here."

Lu Tingshen's fingers, which were twirling the prayer beads, suddenly tightened.

After that crushing defeat, he was stripped of his real power in the country and exiled overseas, while the succession order that originally belonged to him fell into the hands of Lu Tingzhao, the second wife.

During last year's board reshuffle, he was the only one who voted against Lu Tingzhao's re-election.

Lu Tingzhao's father had three brothers, and his father was the second oldest.

Now, only my uncle is left of that generation.

Upon hearing this, Lu Tingshen's expression changed slightly for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Ancestral worship is a major event, and as the eldest grandson, of course I had to come back."

He then took out a brocade box from his bosom:

"Tingzhao, these are consecrated Buddhist prayer beads that I specially obtained from Mount Wutai to help you... calm your mind and soothe your nerves."

Lu Tingzhao's tone was indifferent:

"Thank you. But if your mind isn't at peace, wearing anything will be futile."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaoman did not go to answer it.

The string of Buddhist beads hanging in mid-air swayed slightly, and Lu Tingshen's slender fingers gradually tensed.

Lu Tingzhou smiled.

"Only those with a guilty conscience need to pray to gods and Buddhas every day."

The next second, Lu Tingshen calmly withdrew his hand and instead used his right hand, which was adorned with Buddhist prayer beads, to stroke Yuanbao's head.

The golden retriever, which usually loves to be close to people, lowered its head and avoided them, letting out a warning whimper.

"Ting Zhao,"

His gaze swept over Lin Xiaoman.

"Bringing beautiful women and pets up the mountain?"

Lin Xiaoman, who was called out, subconsciously took a half step back.

Lu Tingzhao responded calmly:

"This is my guide dog."

His attitude was calm and his tone was natural, as if he were talking about today's weather.

Lu Tingshen looked surprised and incredulous.

"You really can't see?"

Upon hearing this, everyone present gasped in shock.