I married my best friend's dad in a whirlwind romance, only to find out he'd secretly love

Qiao An'an didn't know what was wrong with her.

After hanging up the video call, Lu Zhiyao walked into the banquet hall and stared blankly at the wealthy young ladies coming and going.

Suddenly, a terrifying thought popped into her head: how wonderful it would be if her best friend could be her stepmother.

An'an is beautiful and has a good personality. Her soft and sweet nature makes you want to hug and kiss her. If she were your stepmother, nothing bad would happen.

But Lu Zhiyao thought about it again and realized that wouldn't work either.

After all, her dad is in his mid-thirties, a full ten years older than An'an!

Her dad has never been in a relationship, and he's quite old. What if he's impotent? Wouldn't that mean An'an...?

With that thought, Lu Zhiyao instantly banished the terrible idea from her mind.

She couldn't let An'an suffer.

Meanwhile, Qiao An'an returned to the villa, thinking that Lu Yanzhi should be asleep.

As soon as she stepped into the villa, she saw Lu Yanzhi sitting on the sofa, still working on his laptop.

With one hand wrapped in a plaster cast and bandage around his neck, he moved the other hand back and forth on the computer screen, his expression serious and focused.

Indeed, men who work hard are handsome.

Qiao An'an stood there, her gaze fixed on Lu Yanzhi, her heart beating a little faster.

Seeing the man's serious and aloof demeanor, Qiao An'an didn't want to disturb him, so she prepared to go upstairs to her room.

Just as she was about to go upstairs, she heard the man's deep, magnetic voice say, "My dear, you're back."

The man, who had just been looking serious, suddenly softened his expression.

"Uncle Lu, I'm back." Qiao An'an's tone was reserved and a little shy.

Lu Yanzhi looked at her and smiled, then reached out and patted the spot next to him.

"come over."

Seeing that Qiao An'an remained motionless, he sighed inwardly, "Yao Yao called me and asked me to arrange for someone to accompany my uncle and aunt on their two-day trip here."

You need to tell me what your uncle and aunt like to eat? Are there any dietary restrictions they should be aware of?

Qiao An'an was somewhat surprised.

She didn't expect that when Lu Zhiyao said she would arrange someone, she meant she would directly ask Lu Yanzhi to make the arrangements.

It seems she had already told Lu Yanzhi after her video call with her parents that evening.

Qiao An'an lifted her foot and subconsciously walked forward, sitting down on the single sofa next to her.

Lu Yanzhi frowned as he saw her standing far away from him.

We finally managed to get closer today, but it's only been a short time since we last met, and it's already back to how things were before.

Qiao An'an didn't notice any of this, and kept looking at her hands. "My parents don't like noisy places. My mom likes flowers, and my dad likes to drink tea. They prefer light meals."

Lu Yanzhi listened attentively, taking out his phone and typing.

"Okay, I'll make all the arrangements for tomorrow." Lu Yanzhi put down his phone, a smile in his eyes as he looked at Qiao An'an.

Seeing that she kept her head down, Lu Yanzhi felt quite helpless.

He was about to reach out to pull her when he forgot that his hand was injured.

"Hiss~"

A sharp, painful gasp followed.

Qiao An'an quickly looked up at the man nervously.

"Uncle Lu... what's wrong?" Qiao An'an stood up. "How about I get you a glass of water and some painkillers?"

As she spoke, she went to pour water.

Lu Yanzhi felt a warmth in his heart when he saw her anxious and concerned expression.

"I'm fine. I just wanted you to come over, and I forgot about my hand injury for a moment." Lu Yanzhi's voice carried a gentleness that he himself did not realize.

He really didn't mean it; he genuinely forgot.

Qiao An'an breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but still felt guilty.

"It's good that you're alright."

Lu Yanzhi saw her anxious expression and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

Then, he said helplessly, "Looks like I won't be getting any sleep tonight."

"Why?" Qiao An'an didn't understand.

"The doctor said I can't get it wet, I can't sleep without showering," Lu Yanzhi said helplessly. "I have OCD."

Qiao An'an had heard Lu Zhiyao mention this before, saying that her father was a bit of a germaphobe and didn't like others touching his things.

"What should we do then?" Qiao An'an muttered softly, her face instantly turning red as she avoided looking directly into the man's eyes.

Under the man's gaze, her heart began to race uncontrollably.

He wondered to himself if taking a bath was a bit...

Qiao An'an felt embarrassed and wanted to escape.

She hurriedly stood up. "Um... why don't you call your assistant over to help you?"

"The assistant is an outsider, it's inconvenient for him, he also needs to rest." Lu Yanzhi stood up, walked quickly to Qiao An'an, and took her hand with his uninjured hand.

Qiao An'an blushed.

She seemed to understand what Lu Yanzhi meant, but she was an outsider too!

"I...I can't help you." Qiao An'an was too ashamed to look up.

Seeing Qiao An'an's shy expression, Lu Yanzhi's voice was low and gentle, "Sweetie, you said you would take care of me, but I can't even wash myself now. Aren't you going to take care of me?"

He admitted that he was scheming.

But since the little girl is so resistant to him, how can he get her to hug him without using some tricks?

"I...I..."

Qiao An'an was speechless.

She did say she would take care of him, but how can she take care of something so private?

But when she saw Lu Yanzhi's injured arm in a sling around his neck, she couldn't bring herself to say the words of refusal.

Under Lu Yanzhi's gaze, which was gentle yet slightly oppressive, she nodded.

"Okay... alright~"

Never mind, she'll just close her eyes while washing him, as long as she doesn't touch his injured area, it'll be fine.

Qiao An'an thought that this should be feasible.

Upon hearing this, a look of triumphant joy flashed in Lu Yanzhi's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, my dear." Lu Yanzhi's smile was like that of an old fox.

After saying that, Lu Yanzhi took Qiao An'an's hand and walked upstairs to the bedroom.

Qiao An'an followed in his footsteps, her heart filled with panic.

Lu Yanzhi was anxious, but he was also afraid of scaring the person.

Qiao An'an's heart was pounding in her throat, and her palms were sweating with nervousness.

Once inside the bedroom, Qiao An'an became even more nervous, keeping her head down and not daring to peek.

Lu Yanzhi released her hand and opened the bathroom door, revealing a simple yet luxurious interior.

"Sweetie, just get me a clean bathrobe and run the water for me."

Lu Yanzhi's voice was hoarse.

Upon hearing this, Qiao An'an subconsciously looked up at the man.

"what?"

Is it really that simple?

"What else? Are you going to help me wash it?" Lu Yanzhi's tone was ambiguous, and he had a smile on his face.

Qiao An'an blushed instantly, even her neck turned red, and she was secretly annoyed. "You shut-up, what are you saying!"

"No, no, Uncle Lu, I'll get it ready for you right now."

After saying that, Qiao An'an hurriedly went to the dressing room, grabbed the towel and bathrobe, and went straight into the bathroom to adjust the water temperature.

Looking at Qiao An'an, Lu Yanzhi's lips curled up, and he raised his hand to start unbuttoning his shirt.

Soon, the buttons on his clothes were undone, but with the straps on his hands still hanging down, he couldn't take off the clothes on the right side. His gaze fell on the bathroom.

Qiao An'an had just tested the water temperature and was about to tell Lu Yanzhi that she could take a shower when she turned around and saw that the man had only taken off one sleeve of his shirt, and his well-defined abs were full of hormones.