The blind boss's nanny

This has indeed seriously affected his...quality of private life and mental and physical health.

Reason told him that this was against the rules, but emotionally... he really didn't want to receive such a complaint call again at such a crucial time late at night.

Under Lu Tingxi's encouraging, or rather, urging gaze, Qin Xiu took a deep breath, picked up his phone, and found Lin Xiaoman's WeChat contact...

After a moment's hesitation, he finally made up his mind and forwarded the contact information to Lu Tingzhao.

And add a note:

[Chairman, this is Ms. Lin's contact information. Perhaps it would be more effective for you to communicate with her directly.]

After clicking send, Qin Xiu felt his palms getting sweaty, realizing he had just done something extremely risky.

Lu Tingxi smiled contentedly and snuggled back into his arms:

"That's more like it. Now, let's see how my proud older brother will finally open his mouth."

He put down his phone, turned to look at Lu Tingxi, who had a "well done" expression on her face, and helplessly pinched her cheek:

"Are you satisfied now, Miss Lu?"

Lu Tingxi gave him a cheerful kiss:

"Very satisfied! Now, may we continue, Assistant Qin?"

Early in the morning, Lu Tingzhao sat in his study for nearly an hour.

The string of numbers Qin Xiu sent was displayed on the phone screen. His fingertip hovered over the dial button and then fell back down several times.

Finally, driven by a mixture of frustration, helplessness, and an indescribable sense of urgency, he pressed the dial button.

The call was connected faster than he expected.

A languid, light female voice came through the receiver, carrying a hint of casualness and ease:

"Hello, who is this?"

The familiar voice seemed to alert Yuanbao, who was lying at his feet, and its ears perked up alertly.

Lu Tingzhao straightened his lips and said emotionlessly:

"it's me."

Lin Xiaoman paused in her breakfast eating, almost spilling the soy milk in her hand.

The deep voice coming from the receiver, even though it only said two words, made her instantly recognize the other person's identity—Lu Tingzhao!

Before the brain could even process it, the fingers seemed to have a mind of their own and suddenly pressed the hang-up button!

The speed is astonishing.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The busy tone suddenly sounded, and the phone was abruptly hung up.

Lu Tingzhao stood there, holding his phone, stunned.

A few seconds later, an unbelievable surge of anger welled up inside him. This woman… how dare she hang up on him?!

Lin Xiaoman's heart was pounding wildly in her chest, she couldn't tell if it was from shock or something else.

Lu Tingzhao? Why would he call her?!

The phone rang persistently again; it was the same number.

She looked at the screen, bit her lip, and hung up immediately.

It rang again, and she hung up again! It wasn't until the third ring that she took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and slowly answered the phone, deliberately remaining silent.

A voice came from the other end, barely concealing its displeasure: "Lin Xiaoman."

Lin Xiaoman blinked, deliberately asking in a slightly doubtful, nonchalant tone:

"Huh? Who are you?"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone; the tension seemed to be transmitted through the signal.

A few seconds later, the man almost gritted his teeth and said his name, word by word:

"Lu, Ting, Zhao".

"Oh...it's Mr. Lu."

Lin Xiaoman drawled out her words, pretending to have just recognized them, her tone flat.

"What do you need me for?"

She tried to make her voice sound nonchalant, as if the person who had just frantically hung up the phone wasn't her at all.

Lu Tingzhao's knuckles were turning slightly white as he gripped his phone. His face was ashen, and he exuded a tense atmosphere.

"Please stop your prank immediately."

Lin Xiaoman was taken aback by his absurd accusation:

"What prank?"

"Don't open supernatural novels at midnight!"

The man's voice was filled with suppressed anger.

Lin Xiaoman was instantly stunned, her heart skipped a beat... How could he know that she had been relying on this to help her sleep every night recently?

But she quickly realized what she meant, chuckled softly, and deliberately dragged out her words with a hint of nonchalance:

"What does this have to do with you, Mr. Lu? I've already resigned from your side, and my actions are no longer under your control. Not only do you order Qin Xiu to harass me every day, but you also want to personally instruct me on what to listen to?"

She paused, the sarcasm in her voice almost overflowing.

"This doesn't suit Mr. Lu's... lofty and superior status, does it?"

Lu Tingzhao felt a throbbing sensation in his temples.

Listening to her distorted and illogical defense, he could almost clearly imagine the smug and beaming expression on her face on the other end of the phone.

He could even picture her leisurely swinging her toes right now.

He took a deep breath, almost clenching his teeth, and lowered his voice to transmit it through the receiver:

"Lin Xiaoman, don't go too far!"

The sudden silence and lowered voice on the other end of the phone startled Lin Xiaoman, as if she could feel the same invisible pressure she had felt in front of him before.

She hesitated for a moment, then let out an even lighter laugh.

"Mr. Lu, are you going to verbally abuse me or even physically assault me ​​again?"

Her tone instantly became arrogant.

"You've already insulted me and laid a hand on me. My retaliation was simply self-defense! Even if you take it to the police station, I'll say the same thing. Besides, you hit me first... I'm not afraid of you now!"

The man almost laughed in exasperation at her ability to turn the tables. He curled his lip, his tone clearly showing disbelief and sarcasm:

"Really? Then why did you hang up on me just now?"

Lin Xiaoman felt a tightness in her chest when her vital point was precisely hit, but she quickly regained her composure.

She suppressed her surging emotions, her tone becoming unusually calm and composed, even with a hint of matter-of-fact:

My phone is dead!

The excuse was so lame that she wanted to laugh at herself, but she said it with such conviction that it seemed to be the truth.

Lu Tingzhao was speechless.

An eerie silence spread between the two.

Lin Xiaoman pursed her lips, feeling that this inexplicable phone call should end, and her finger was about to move to the hang-up button when...

"Woof! Woof woof!"

A few clear and cheerful barks suddenly came through the receiver, accompanied by the sound of a dog's tail slapping the floor.

It's a gold ingot!

Lin Xiaoman's eyes lit up instantly, and her feigned composure vanished in an instant.

She practically lunged at her phone, her voice rising an octave unconsciously, brimming with undisguised delight:

"Yuanbao!! Is that you, my sweet baby? You recognized my voice, didn't you?"

"Woof woof!"