The blind boss's nanny

Lin Xiaoman pointed to herself in surprise:

"You called me?"

Leng Feng nodded, his gaze falling on the cot in her hands:

"You...don't want this anymore?"

Lin Xiaoman nodded first, then subconsciously asked a question in return.

"Do you want it?"

The next second, he nimbly climbed down from the treehouse.

This was the first time Lin Xiaoman had seen this man up close.

He was about the same height as the chairman, probably close to 1.9 meters.

His bronze skin encased strong muscles, and several scars were faintly visible on his arms.

The two of them worked together to carry the bed into the treehouse.

Upon entering, Lin Xiaoman was stunned—

The treehouse, less than 20 square meters in size, was practically a mini garbage dump.

Instant noodle boxes and mineral water bottles were piled up like a small mountain, but the window where the sniper rifle was mounted was spotless.

Lin Xiaoman immediately understood why he wanted this bed... The wooden bed in the corner was completely collapsed.

It seems like this has been going on for more than just a day or two; this man is far too good at making do!

If she hadn't suddenly appeared carrying a cot, who knows how long he would have continued sleeping on that rickety bed.

Her eyes darted around, and an idea came to her:

"I originally wanted to sell it to a secondhand platform for 1000 yuan, but since we're colleagues, I'll give it to you for 500, how about that?"

Without a second thought, Leng Feng readily pulled out the money.

"What a blunder!" Lin Xiaoman clutched the banknotes in regret. She should have asked for eight hundred.

She glanced around at the mess on the ground, then approached with a friendly smile:

"How about... I clean for you, and you give me another 200?"

Leng Feng, who was making the bed, paused.

Are you short of money?

Lin Xiaoman nodded, readily admitting it.

"Yes, I want to save money to go abroad to visit my family, and also stay and work."

Surprisingly, Lin Xiaoman did not see that disdainful look on Leng Feng's face.

Everyone she had ever met before, even the very well-mannered Aunt Mei, had failed to understand these words.

You've already gone abroad and you're still thinking about working? You're just destined to be poor.

But Leng Feng didn't; he silently pulled out two more banknotes.

"Okay!"

Lin Xiaoman immediately became very energetic. The space, which was not large to begin with, was transformed in no time.

She sorted and packed the trash, wiping away every speck of dust.

Leng Feng looked at the neat and tidy treehouse. He had been running around in the midst of gunfire all year round and had never thought about having a place to settle down and make a living.

He was used to being rough around the edges, and suddenly having a woman help him tidy up the house felt a little strange.

Lin Xiaoman pointed to the pile of instant noodle boxes. Even though she had only been there a short time, she knew that Lu Tingzhao would never mistreat his employees in terms of their personal lives.

"Why do you eat this every day? The chairman's staff meals are much more lavish."

Leng Feng's tone was calm:

"I'm different from you; I'm only responsible for the safety of my employers."

Lin Xiaoman blinked, then suddenly realized... It turned out that this cool guy considered himself an outsourced worker and felt he didn't deserve to enjoy employee benefits.

But she disagreed.

"From now on, I'll bring you food every day, how about that?"

She remembered the delicacies Lu Tingzhao never finished eating, and even though she ate to her heart's content, there was still so much left over, which made her feel bad.

A slight softening appeared on Leng Feng's perpetually icy face:

"How much?"

Lin Xiaoman smiled knowingly.

"50 per day, monthly subscription discount available."

Seeing him nod, she immediately suggested with a smile:

"Pay one week in advance?"

Lin Xiaoman smiled as she looked at the 350 yuan that Leng Feng handed her.

Another stable source of income has been developed!

"If you need cleaning done in the future, just let me know!"

Lin Xiaoman patted her pockets and climbed down from the treehouse, satisfied.

She happily pocketed the 1050 yuan she had just earned, when suddenly a chill ran down her spine...

Wait a minute, this bed belongs to the Lu family!

Even though it was discarded, isn't it inappropriate for her to resell it without permission?

She wanted to go and report to Aunt Mei, but seeing that Aunt Mei was too busy to even have a moment to spare, she had no choice but to quietly retreat.

After much hesitation, she decided to go directly to the top leader.

In the study, Lu Tingzhao seemed to have just finished a conference call and was resting with his eyes closed.

Following the instructions on the work schedule, Lin Xiaoman carefully served the coffee.

"Chairman..."

Seeing that he didn't react, she stood there, too afraid to move.

Perhaps sensing her presence, Lu Tingzhao finally spoke:

"What is it?"

Lin Xiaoman mustered her courage and placed three hundred-yuan bills on the table:

"I sold that cot to your bodyguard, and I felt I needed to tell you. Also, here's 300 yuan..."

She felt she was being fair... If it weren't for her quick thinking, the bed would have been in the junkyard long ago.

I originally wanted to split it in half, but I was afraid that the number "250" would cause the boss to misunderstand.

Lu Tingzhao frowned:

"What?"

"That bed you told me to throw away, I've found someone who needs it. We'll split the profits 40/60..."

Seeing the man's displeasure, she quickly added,

"As a middleman, isn't it reasonable for me to charge a service fee?"

Lu Tingzhao, who was already preoccupied with official business, became even more displeased by these nonsensical words.

"go out."

He said coldly,

"Take the money away and have someone disinfect the table."

Lin Xiaoman left the study reluctantly, but she still found an opportunity to give the 300 yuan to Aunt Mei.

Aunt Mei's expression shifted repeatedly as she looked at the banknotes. She wanted to scold the girl for acting on her own initiative, but she was also pleased by her honesty...

At least she understood that every plant and tree in this house belonged to the Lu family.

Lu Tingzhao's Lu.

Some people just can't learn this principle no matter how many times you teach them.

Before going to bed that night, Lin Xiaoman helped Lu Tingzhao change into his pajamas while tentatively asking:

"Chairman, I'll sleep on the sofa in your room later, is that alright?"

The man frowned again, and Lin Xiaoman immediately changed her tune:

"Or I can sleep on the floor..."

Lu Tingzhao:

"Need not."

Lin Xiaoman, however, was perfectly justified:

"Assistant Qin said he'd take care of you 24/7! If you don't sleep here, what will you do at night?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that her words were ambiguous and hurriedly explained:

"That's how it was when I worked as a caregiver in a hospital..."

"I don't need it."

Lu Tingzhao coldly refused.

"Come on time tomorrow morning."

The next day was the weekend, which was also the Lu family's regular family dinner day.

After several days of "intelligence gathering," Lin Xiaoman finally figured out the basic situation:

Lu Tingzhao is thirty years old this year, and he has a younger brother and a younger sister.

The younger brother, Lu Tingzhou, is a scientist, while the younger sister, Lu Tingxi, has been appointed as the acting president of the group during a time of crisis.

That day, the villa became unusually lively.

Lu Tingxi and Qin Xiu were the first to arrive.

The female CEO seemed to be in a bad mood... or perhaps she, like her older brother, was born with an icy demeanor.

From the moment she entered, she looked displeased, and even when Qin Xiu tried to strike up a conversation with her several times, she ignored him.

Only when Lin Xiaoman helped Lu Tingzhao into the living room did the two of them stand up at the same time:

"Big brother."

"Chairman."

Lu Tingzhao nodded slightly, and everyone took their seats.

Lin Xiaoman stood dutifully beside him, ready to serve him at any time.

Lu Tingxi's gaze lingered on her briefly, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Lin Xiaoman was filled with doubt:

This is no gathering of siblings; it's clearly a courtier meeting the emperor.

Lu Tingzhao was not like an elder brother, but more like the head of the family.