The blind boss's nanny

Lu Tingzhao remained silent.

A very long silence.

The evening breeze carried the unique damp scent of the lakeside.

He suddenly realized that all his previous convoluted thoughts were like playing the piano to a block of wood in front of this woman with her peculiar way of thinking.

"Alright."

He finally spoke, his voice carrying a sense of resigned helplessness.

"Go back now."

"Yes, Uncle! Oh, no, Chairman!"

Lin Xiaoman readily agreed and reached out to help him.

"let's go..."

Lu Tingzhou remained unmoved.

"You left on your own."

Lu Tingzhao felt the tightness in his chest burning hotter and hotter.

He clearly...didn't mean that!

But this woman was able to precisely avoid all the correct options and even block the way with the most bizarre thought processes.

Lin Xiaoman looked puzzled.

"Are you going to stay here? It's getting dark..."

"This is none of your business!"

Lu Tingzhao interrupted her.

"Lin Xiaoman".

The man's voice deepened.

"If that's the only absurd way you see this job and me as a person, then that's great—"

He raised his hand and pointed towards the manor gate, even though he couldn't see it himself:

"Get out of here right now. Immediately, right now. Go find Tingzhou and have him send you away. Never let me see you again!"

Lin Xiaoman was in the middle of a lively conversation when she was stunned by the sudden expulsion order.

"Why?"

She blurted it out, feeling extremely wronged.

"I'm doing this for your own good! I've even voluntarily lowered my seniority!"

"I don't need that kind of consideration."

Lu Tingzhao turned his face away, his tone stiff.

"You can leave now."

Lin Xiaoman was completely dumbfounded.

"But Aunt Mei said she's already prepared my dinner..."

"Pack."

Lu Tingzhao's voice drifted from the twilight, carrying a hint of lifeless calm.

"Eat on the way."

Lin Xiaoman was completely dumbfounded.

Why is Lu Tingzhao angry again?

That usually indifferent face was now covered in frost, and the oppressive aura emanating from him made it difficult for her to even breathe.

Overwhelmed by immense shock and grievance, she was instantly overwhelmed.

"I think...you need to be alone."

After saying that, she turned and walked away from him.

The footsteps fell haphazardly on the stone path, quickly disappearing around the bend in the lake.

A minute later, Lin Xiaoman, who had run more than 200 meters away, was squatting behind a clump of bushes, panting and secretly looking back.

"Neuropathy!"

She muttered under her breath, then kicked a small pebble on the ground in anger.

A gust of cold wind blew, and she shivered, her stomach rumbling at just the right moment.

She touched her empty stomach, remembering Aunt Mei saying that tonight there would be her favorite red wine braised oxtail...

Then think about that decent-sized paycheck I haven't even had a chance to warm up yet...

And there's Yuanbao and Azhe...

Lin Xiaoman crouched behind the bushes, a fierce internal struggle began within her.

Petty Person A: Lin Xiaoman! Stand up! Have some backbone! He told you "never to show your face again," wouldn't it be incredibly embarrassing for you to go back now? Starving to death is a small matter, but losing your integrity is a huge one!

Little Man B: But... Aunt Mei said there's red wine braised oxtail tonight! It's been simmered for four hours, so the oxtail will definitely be tender and flavorful, and the broth will be thick... Plus, the wages the employer brothers promised are more than you could ever earn outside in your entire life!

Person A: Money is just an external thing! Dignity is priceless!

Little Person B: But it's so dark and cold outside, and there seem to be strange noises... Besides, even if Lu Tingzhou takes you off the main road, it will still cost more than two hundred yuan to take a taxi back to the city!

"Little Man B" was clearly stronger. Lin Xiaoman's stomach rumbled loudly and clearly.

She rubbed her empty stomach and sniffed her nose, which was red from the cold wind.

But what she truly valued wasn't the oxtail or the salary.

Although they were important, what truly shook Lin Xiaoman was Lu Tingzhou's "truth revelation" that afternoon.

After learning that Lu Tingzhao had "part of his frontal lobe removed," Lin Xiaoman suddenly understood when she recalled his sudden outburst of rage!

Look! These symptoms are so typical!

One second he was sincerely apologizing by the lake and inviting her back to work, behaving almost like a normal person; the next second he could fly into a rage over a trivial matter and recklessly kick her out.

She had absolutely no idea what the trigger point was.

The speed and intensity of these emotional shifts are completely out of control; what else could it be but a "hardware malfunction"?

Could a normal person do something like that? Absolutely not!

Thinking about it this way, Lin Xiaoman's grievances and anger strangely dissipated by more than half, replaced by a strong sense of sympathy and... responsibility.

Alas, Lu Tingzhao is so pitiful.

They possess mountains of gold and silver, live in castle-like manors, yet cannot even manage the most basic self-control.

A sense of responsibility began to burn brightly in Lin Xiaoman's heart.

She had personally promised Lu Tingzhou that she would help him!

When entrusted with a task, one should be loyal to it—this is a principle!

Moreover... there is an even deeper and more unavoidable reason.

Lu Tingzhao is the biggest donor to "Sunshine Home" over the years.

Lin Xiaoman, and many children like her, have silently received his kindness.

Now that her benefactor is "sick," his mind is not working properly, and his temper is as volatile as a lion that might explode at any moment... How could she really abandon him just because she's afraid of being yelled at?

Isn't it just about putting up with his unpredictable bad temper?

Isn't it just about being more patient with him when he has an attack?

Isn't it just... when you're so angry that you want to jump into a lake, you think about braised oxtail in red wine and your paycheck?

She can!

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoman stood up abruptly from behind the bushes, brushed off the dry grass stuck to her pants, and her face radiated a tragic and heroic glow of "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

She turned around and walked back with firm steps toward the man sitting alone by the lake.

Lu Tingzhao sat there, the cold lake wind brushing against his face. The anger he had just been suppressing quickly faded, replaced by a deeper sense of powerlessness.

All that remained by the lake was the howling wind and his own heavy heartbeat.

He sat there stiffly, his fingers digging deeply into his palms.

The spot where she had just stood still held a trace of warmth, but now, only a cold emptiness remained.

This time, she probably really won't be coming back.

The feeling of disappointment fermented into irritability, and I desperately needed to find an outlet.

Lu Tingzhao took out his phone and ran his fingertips across the cold screen.

He didn't use convenient voice commands... At this moment, he needed a sense of "manual" control.

Relying on his memory, he opened his contacts, his fingertip hovering above the screen.

He remembered that the first pinned number should be Aunt Mei.

Fingertips fall.

However, it wasn't Aunt Mei's voice that came through the receiver, but a deep, steady male voice:

"Chairman, what are your orders?"

It's Qin Xiu.