The blind boss's nanny

She was about to scold the girl when she heard Lin Xiaoman whisper:

"Aunt Mei, I've been laid off. Thank you for taking care of me during this time."

Before she could ask any further questions, Lin Xiaoman suddenly hugged her, gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, and then jumped into Leng Feng's car.

Aunt Mei touched her kissed cheek, watching the car drive away, feeling empty inside.

The car stopped by the roadside. Before saying goodbye, Leng Feng took out his wallet:

Do you have any money on you?

Lin Xiaoman smiled and pushed it back.

"Yes, yes, I also need to refund your meal expenses for this month."

"What are your plans for the future?"

Lin Xiaoman thought for a moment and replied:

"Go apply for a visa."

Her eyes were bright and sparkling.

"This time we'll definitely pass."

Before getting off the bus, Lin Xiaoman took the initiative to hug Leng Feng.

"Brother Leng, thank you so much for taking care of me during this time!"

Leng Feng's lips moved, and he was about to say something when Lin Xiaoman pushed open the car door.

He called out to her.

"Xiaoman, you can come to me if you need anything in the future."

"Okay!"

She answered decisively.

In fact, both of them knew in their hearts that they hadn't even exchanged contact information.

Watching Lin Xiaoman walk away with her old backpack, Leng Feng didn't start the car.

As she reached the corner, she suddenly turned around and waved vigorously:

"Brother Leng! Farewell, farewell!"

Leng Feng finally smiled.

The time he spent as Lu Tingzhao's bodyguard was the most unique experience of his career.

Not only because of the high salary and light workload, but also because of this girl who always has a smile on her face.

There's a tacit understanding between them that only working people can grasp—they're both struggling to make a living, and they both understand each other's hardships.

Two hours later, Lin Xiaoman, carrying the 20 yuan in cash she had just cashed with a check and the 20 yuan that Qin Xiu had transferred to her card, confidently walked into the visa center.

"I need to apply for a work visa."

She pushed the bank deposit certificate over.

The interviewer flipped through the materials:

"Ms. Lin, this large sum of money was only recently deposited."

"Yes, this is what I earned from my part-time job!"

"But we need to see at least six months of stable revenue."

The interviewer returned the application materials.

"Sorry, you do not meet the requirements."

Lin Xiaoman stood there, stunned.

She watched as several stylishly dressed young people walked past her with ease and couldn't help but ask:

"Why can they do it?"

"They have family financial support."

The interviewer pointed to those people's materials.

"Their parents' account was used as collateral."

After leaving the visa center, Lin Xiaoman sat on the steps with a backpack full of money in her arms.

He had 400,000 yuan in hand, but couldn't even get a visa.

Amidst the bustling crowds, she felt a sense of bewilderment for the first time, realizing that money was useless.

Before the new nanny arrived, Lu Tingzhao specifically instructed Aunt Mei to thoroughly clean the sixth floor.

His request was simple:

He didn't want to smell any more of Lin Xiaoman's scent.

"Especially my room and the maid's room, every corner was cleaned thoroughly."

Aunt Mei personally supervised the cleaning work. She has worked here for more than ten years, and she can count the number of times she has gone up to the sixth floor on one hand.

Pushing open the door to the maid's room, it was so clean that it didn't look like anyone had ever lived there.

When Lin Xiaoman arrived, she was carrying an old backpack, and when she left, she only had a set of clothes given to her by Aunt Mei.

"Use disinfectant to wipe down every corner."

Aunt Mei relayed Lu Tingzhao's request.

Looking at the tablet and phone that Lin Xiaoman had used on the table, Aunt Mei asked Lu Tingzhao for instructions:

"Chairman, what should we do with these?"

The man answered calmly:

"Throw it away."

Aunt Mei verbally agreed, but secretly hid the things under her bed.

That girl, who knows, she might come back someday?

Lin Xiaoman only stood there in a daze for ten minutes at the entrance of the visa center before dusting herself off and standing up.

She has one advantage—she solves problems when they arise and never wallows in self-pity.

Not enough bank statements? Then find another job to increase your bank statement volume!

But before that, she had something very important to do.

She carefully selected her grandmother's favorite white chrysanthemums and Lin Jiaqi's favorite fruits before arriving at the cemetery.

Lin Xiaoman sat quietly for a long time in front of her grandmother's and Lin Jiaqi's tombstones.

Before she came last time, she happily told them:

"I'm going to work for a wealthy family, and I'll earn a lot of money this time! So I won't be able to visit you all every month anymore..."

Unexpectedly, just over a month later, Lin Xiaoman sat here again.

"grandmother,"

She smiled at her grandmother's tombstone.

"Hehe, I got fired, but I made a lot of money this time! More money than we've ever seen before...!"

The banknotes curled up with gold edges in the brazier.

"The employer was very generous, but had a bit of a strange temper. I even got into a fight with him... It was the first time I'd ever laid a hand on a disabled person, but he really went too far..."

Arriving at Lin Jiaqi's tombstone, Lin Xiaoman lowered her voice:

"Dad Lin, I can only call you that now. Because... Lin Langqing and I broke up..."

"You once said you hoped we would always support each other, but I'm sorry, we failed to do so..."

At the cemetery entrance, Lin Langqing parked his car, walked around to the passenger side, and gently opened the door:

"Jingjing, wake up, we've arrived."

He Jingjing, still half-asleep, looked around and immediately frowned.

"You finally get a day off, and you bring me to a place like this? Didn't you promise to take me to the newly opened Michelin restaurant?"

"I want to tell Dad in person... that you're pregnant."

Lin Langqing coaxed him gently.

"He'll be very happy."

"I'm not going!"

He Jingjing turned her face away.

"How unlucky!"

Seeing that her husband was about to try to persuade her, she simply raised her finger:

"Go by yourself, I'll only give you 20 minutes."

The next second, she put her sunglasses back on and leaned back in her seat.

"Come have dinner with me later. You finally have a day off today. I already told Dad not to put you in such a busy job..."

Lin Langqing had no choice but to carry the flowers inside himself, leaving his wife's complaints behind.

He Jingjing is a typical rich girl, and she always hopes to stay at home with him every day.

But how could he develop his career in that case?

He practically begged his father-in-law to give him his current career opportunity.

His father-in-law used a lot of connections to get him a job in the legal department of Tianze Group.

Although it's just an assistant position, having this resume will make things much easier, whether it's taking over my father-in-law's business or starting my own.

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace toward his father's grave. But he suddenly stopped at the corner, where a familiar figure stood.

Lin Xiaoman's legs were a little numb from squatting, and she stumbled when she stood up.

Someone behind her reached out and helped her up.

Goosebumps immediately rose on her arms.

It's broad daylight, no ghost stories allowed!

The next second, a familiar voice rang out:

"Xiaoman" (Grain Buds).

Hearing that voice only made her more nervous... This person was scarier than a ghost.

She turned around and looked at Lin Langqing with a smile:

"Hey, you're still alive."