The blind boss's nanny

Lu Tingzhou already had a plan in mind:

"It's my third uncle who's stationed in Southeast Asia, his son, and of course... Lu Tingshen."

"Has Lu Tingshen been...having close contact with his third uncle lately?"

"We're not particularly close."

Lu Tingzhou recalled the information he had already inquired about.

"But one is in Singapore, and the other in Malaysia, yet the customary gifts exchanged during festivals have never ceased."

Lu Tingzhao tapped his bamboo cane lightly with his fingertips, then fell silent.

This was an unexpected bonus.

He had assumed that his uncle, Lu Shen, would be the first to make trouble, but unexpectedly...

As dusk deepened, it illuminated the faint smile on his lips.

As night falls, men and women in the temple live in separate rooms.

Lin Xiaoman lived alone in a side room, while Lu Tingzhao and his brother lived next door.

She was really worried and pulled Lu Tingzhou aside to give him repeated instructions:

"The chairman isn't familiar with this place, so you must accompany him if he gets up at night, or come and call me."

"knew."

Lu Tingzhou reluctantly agreed.

Even though they are brothers, this nanny cares for them more than family.

He was about to close the door when Lin Xiaoman tiptoed and peered into the room, raising her voice:

"Chairman, I've downloaded some of your favorite supernatural stories on my phone. Would you like to listen to them tonight?"

Lu Tingzhao turned his head upon hearing the sound:

"Listening to these things in a temple doesn't seem quite appropriate."

Lin Xiaoman was taken aback at first, then understood:

"You're right."

"Go and rest."

She then left, turning back every few steps.

Lu Tingzhou watched her disappearing figure at the end of the corridor, then turned to his brother and raised an eyebrow:

"Your little nanny is quite attentive to you."

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the faint smile on Lu Tingzhao's lips.

"Big brother, has she fallen in love with you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"How is that impossible?"

Lu Tingzhou raised an eyebrow.

"With that face of yours, countless women would be drawn to you."

As he spoke, he suddenly changed the subject:

"Brother, guess who I ran into the day before yesterday?"

"I won't guess."

Lu Tingzhou smirked smugly:

"Your ex-fiancée, Wenya."

"She isn't anymore."

"I know,"

Lu Tingzhou's eyes darkened.

"She came with her brother to force you to break off the engagement, so... I slept with her."

A long silence fell over the room.

Lu Tingzhao never expected that Lu Tingzhou would dare to spout such nonsense in the quiet of the Buddhist temple.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. His composure was just a facade. He was incredibly arrogant inside, not even respecting gods or Buddhas. There was probably nothing in the world that could inspire his awe.

This isn't the first time something like this has happened.

Lu Tingzhou's almost obsessive adoration for his elder brother always extends to the women connected to Lu Tingzhao.

Just like that female secretary three years ago.

At that time, Lu Tingzhao took her everywhere he went, and rumors spread.

Until she was fired, everyone assumed that Lu Tingzhao had gotten tired of her.

No one knew that she would appear in Lu Tingzhou's bed the following month.

"There was never anything between us."

Lu Tingzhao finally spoke.

"I know."

Lu Tingzhou looked out the window.

"She told me everything when we broke up."

It turns out that it was all just the secretary's unrequited love.

After being rejected after confessing her feelings, she repeatedly affected her work, which led to her being fired.

The moonlight shone on the brothers' similar profiles, one calm and serene, the other with gloomy eyes.

Lu Tingzhou leaned against the window, his tone carrying a strange sense of satisfaction:

"They all wanted to be Mrs. Lu, but in the end, they all ended up in my bed, didn't they?"

This twisted form of possession was an open secret between the brothers.

Lu Tingzhao maintained a tacitly acquiescing attitude throughout... Since he had no connection with those women, how his younger brother dealt with them was entirely his own business.

"That day at the club, I took the initiative to greet Wenya. When she turned around and saw it was me, her expression was a mixture of surprise and nervousness."

Lu Tingzhou chuckled.

"She thought that getting into my bed would be her way of getting revenge on you."

He turned to face his elder brother:

"But she doesn't know that I understand how to cause pain better than you do."

Lu Tingzhou's smile was wicked:

"Even now, she still dreams of marrying me."

Lu Tingzhou found it laughable.

What bothered him most in his life was that his mother married both of his brothers.

How could he possibly do such a thing when it was his turn?

The room was filled with the lingering scent of sandalwood, and Lu Tingzhao remained seated quietly.

Only after Yuanbao rubbed nervously against his palm did he slowly speak:

"Tingzhou, you don't need to do it this way..."

"need."

His younger brother interrupted him, his voice unusually vulnerable.

"I'm going to get revenge on her! Who told her to treat you like that?"

"When you've had your fill of fun, settle down."

Lu Tingzhao's tone was calm.

"Your father's chip project requires your focus."

"rest assured,"

Lu Tingzhou unbuttoned his collar.

"I know what I'm doing."

The moonlight cast their shadows onto the blue brick ground. This abnormal tacit understanding between the brothers was like the vines clinging to the beams and pillars of an ancient temple, quietly growing in the shadows.

One indulges, the other becomes addicted; they understand each other implicitly.

Lu Tingzhou leaned lazily against the window, then suddenly changed the subject:

"Speaking of which, what are your thoughts about your nanny, brother?"

A playful smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"That kid Lu Xingyuan seems to be quite interested in her, and I'm thinking of making things difficult for him."

Lu Tingzhao was taken aback upon hearing this, then burst into laughter:

"You guys are all... really hungry."

"I'm not hungry."

Lu Tingzhou raised an eyebrow.

"That kid, on the other hand, his eyes are practically glued to her."

She's forty this year.

Lu Tingzhao shook his head helplessly.

"You're twenty-nine and eighteen, respectively. What else could you be but hungry?"

"forty?"

Lu Tingzhou suddenly burst into laughter.

"Who are you calling forty?"

"Sister Lin, my nanny."

Laughter echoed in the meditation room, and Lu Tingzhou leaned against the window frame, unable to straighten his back.

"If she's 40, then I'm 50! Your nanny looks to be in her early twenties at most!"

Seeing his elder brother remain silent, Lu Tingzhou couldn't help but chuckle:

"You believe her just because she says forty? Her voice sounds like a young girl's..."

"She said she had worked in a language lab..."

Lu Tingzhou tried hard to recall:

"Divorced three times, several children, pockmarked face, thick waist..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Tingzhou burst into laughter again, unable to stand up straight.

"My dear brother, you've really... capsized in the gutter!"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Lu Tingzhou keenly sensed the sudden drop in air pressure around his elder brother.

Under the moonlight, Lu Tingzhao's profile was taut, and his fingers tightened on the edge of the bed.

Yuanbao tilted its head in confusion, not understanding why its master had suddenly fallen silent.

In that instant, Lu Tingzhao thought of many things he had previously overlooked:

Why did her mother specifically tell her to be careful and not let anyone get pregnant?

He didn't think too deeply about it at the time: who did he get pregnant?

Wenya was furious and accused herself of having found a new person.

It turns out they were all talking about the same person:

Lin Xiaoman.

Only he, a blind man, was completely fooled by a little girl.

Once the seed of doubt is planted, all the subtle clues from the past will surface.

Lu Tingzhao recalled that Lin Xiaoman indeed possessed a worldliness beyond her years...

The shrewdness and cunning honed through haggling in the market, and the obsequiousness and charm when serving others—these qualities are indeed very much like those of a worldly-wise middle-aged woman.