The voluptuous and beautiful nanny, Technician Shen fell for her.

Su Nianhe looked up.

Shen Huai completely lost his usual restraint.

Su Nianhe's eyes reddened as she pleaded softly for mercy.

Shen Huai picked the person up.

Shen Huai felt all the blood rushing to his head, and the last thread of reason in his mind snapped.

After a long while, Shen Huai opened his eyes.

It was already daylight, and the morning light shone in through the gaps in the curtains.

Shen Huai's chest heaved, and his breathing was still somewhat heavy.

He stared at the ceiling, stunned for a full minute, before realizing what kind of dream he had.

He lifted the thin blanket and glanced at himself.

Shen Huai's expression turned very ugly.

He even dreamt about the new nanny who came to their house, and...

That's utterly absurd.

His self-control, which he had always been proud of, shattered into pieces in the face of this dream.

Shen Huai gritted his teeth and quickly got up to go to the bathroom to clean himself up.

Cold water was poured over his head. Shen Huai closed his eyes, and the water flowed down his muscular chest.

The lingering sensation from his dream was still vivid in his mind; it felt so real, so real that his fingertips were still slightly numb.

Shen Huai turned off the tap and roughly dried his hair with a towel.

He got dressed, crumpled up his dirty clothes, and prepared to wash them by hand.

If his family saw this, or if that girl washed it, he'd lose all face.

After washing up and going downstairs, the Shen family was already sitting at the dining table, ready to have breakfast.

Su Nianhe came out of the kitchen carrying a basket of freshly steamed buns.

She changed into a slightly oversized old shirt today. Although it still couldn't hide her enviable figure, at least it wasn't as eye-catching as the floral short-sleeved shirt she wore yesterday.

Seeing Shen Huai come downstairs, Su Nianhe paused and subconsciously lowered her head.

Shen Huai's gaze swept over her, and the images from his dream flashed uncontrollably through his mind, causing his Adam's apple to bob.

He looked away, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

"Xiao Huai, why did you get up so late today?" Liu Huizhen asked casually, reaching for a steamed bun.

"There was a problem with the machines at the factory last night, so I went to bed late." Shen Huai's tone was flat, revealing no emotion.

He picked up the soy milk in front of him and took a sip, his gaze inadvertently falling on Su Nianhe again.

She was bending down to prepare formula for Shen Ping'an, moving very gently, afraid of waking the sleeping little guy.

Her oversized shirt swayed slightly with her movements.

Shen Huai felt a tightness in his throat.

He put down his cup, stood up, and said, "I'm full, I'm going to the factory."

"Hey, you're full after just one bite?" Liu Huizhen called out from behind.

Shen Huai ignored him and strode out of the house.

He figured he must be too tired lately to have those weird dreams.

He needs work to distract himself.

In the kitchen.

Su Nianhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Shen Huai leave.

The look he gave her just now, though only for a brief moment, made her feel as if he had seen right through her.

She touched her shrunken belly and swallowed hard.

This morning she only drank half a bowl of porridge and didn't even dare to eat a steamed bun, for fear that eating too much would cause her to get a fever again, and that Liu Huizhen would think she was sick and not want her to work.

It's really unpleasant to be hungry, but it's better than being kicked out.

Aunt Wang carried Shen Ping'an in, her face full of worry: "Nianhe, this little darling only drinks a couple of sips of milk and then refuses to drink formula either. What should we do?"

Shen Ping'an howled at the top of his lungs in Aunt Wang's arms, his little face turning bright red.

Su Nianhe felt sorry for her and tentatively asked, "Aunt Wang, how about... I give it a try?"

Aunt Wang was taken aback: "You? You've never had a child, what can you do?"

"I've helped take care of children in the village before, maybe he'll listen to me," Su Nianhe said, forcing herself to tell a lie.

Aunt Wang was so exhausted that she decided to try anything, so she handed Shen Ping'an to Su Nianhe.

Su Nianhe carefully took the child and gently rocked him in her arms.

Strangely, once Shen Ping'an was in her arms, he slowly stopped crying and looked at her with his big eyes.

Su Nianhe breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the baby bottle next to her, and tentatively put it into his mouth.

Shen Ping'an turned his head away, showing strong resistance.

Su Nianhe thought for a moment, then pulled Shen Ping'an closer to her.

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted out.

It tastes fresh and sweet.

Shen Ping'an seemed to smell something delicious, his little nose twitched twice, and he opened his mouth. Su Nianhe took the opportunity to put the milk bottle into his mouth.

Shen Ping'an smelled the sweet and fragrant aroma and thought it was because the milk powder was different, so he sucked on it vigorously.

Aunt Wang watched in astonishment: "Oh my god, she actually drank it! Nianhe, you really know how to do things!"

Su Nianhe gave two dry laughs.

She didn't dare tell Aunt Wang that Shen Ping'an only drank the milk powder because he smelled her fragrance.

If this gets out, she can forget about staying in the Shen family.

At noon, Liu Huizhen was overjoyed to see Shen Ping'an drink half a bottle of milk powder, something that was unprecedented for him.

"Nianhe, you're really something! I'll be entrusting Ping An to you from now on, and I'll give you a five-yuan raise."

Su Nianhe was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Aunt Liu. I will definitely take good care of Ping An."

If she gets a raise, she can save more money, and even if she leaves the Shen family in the future, she'll have someone to rely on.

In the afternoon, Su Nianhe took Shen Ping'an to the garden in the compound to bask in the sun.

The garden in the compound is very large and filled with all kinds of flowers, plants and trees.

Su Nianhe found a bench under the shade of a tree and sat down, watching Shen Ping'an blow bubbles, feeling unusually relaxed.

"Oh, whose nanny is this? She's so pretty."

A sleazy voice came from behind.

Su Nianhe looked up and saw a young man wearing a floral shirt and bell-bottoms walking towards her.

This man is named Zhao Qiang. He is the nephew of the wife of the deputy mayor next door, Li. He is notorious for being idle and loitering around the compound all day.

Zhao Qiang walked up to Su Nianhe, his lecherous eyes scanning her up and down.

Su Nianhe felt uncomfortable under his gaze and stood up to leave.

"Don't rush off," Zhao Qiang said, reaching out to stop her. "I'm a relative of Vice Mayor Li next door. Let's be friends."

"I'm sorry, I have to take the child back." Su Nianhe lowered her head, her voice trembling slightly.

"Why bring the child? Keep your brother company and chat with him." Zhao Qiang said, reaching out to touch Su Nianhe's face.

Su Nianhe was so frightened that she took a step back and almost fell over.