The crybaby nanny was bullied and cried again by her yandere husband.

The knocking was neither too loud nor too soft, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet bedroom.

Lin Zhao trembled with fright and looked warily toward the door.

"Mr. Lin, are you awake? This is Sister Chen. The master instructed me to bring you milk and medicine."

A gentle female voice came from outside the door. It wasn't the gentleman. Lin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

I quickly composed myself, pulled my collar up, and tried to open the door calmly.

The door opened a crack, and Lin Zhao peeked out.

There was only Sister Chen.

He then spoke in a low voice.

"Hello, Sister Chen, where is your husband?"

Seeing his cautious manner, Sister Chen assumed he was shy and smiled.

"My husband went to the company and isn't home right now."

Lin Zhao was relieved and opened the door.

Sister Chen carried the tray inside and placed the food on the bedside table.

"This is the milk and medicine that the master specially ordered for you."

"Medicine? What medicine?"

Lin Zhao stepped forward, picked up the medicine, and smelled it; a bitter smell hit him.

"The tonic medicine, you..."

She was just thinking about something when she realized it would be better for her husband to tell her, so she changed her mind.

"Dr. Zhao came to examine you last night and said you were weak, so he prescribed you some tonics."

Lin Zhao held the bowl of dark, murky medicine. Although he had some doubts, he felt that he was in good health and did not need to take medicine.

Knowing that it was the master's special instruction, she obediently drank the medicine.

Her little face scrunched up, but she drank every last drop. Sister Chen stood beside her with a loving smile; this child was so obedient.

If this were a gentleman, it would probably take him half a day to get this medicine down his throat.

Only after seeing that the person had finished drinking the medicine did Sister Chen speak again.

"The master said that Mr. Lin doesn't need to cook for a while; I can do it. Is there anything you'd like to eat?"

Lin Zhao had just put down the medicine bowl when she looked at Sister Chen in shock.

"You don't need me to cook anymore? So, you won't need to cook anymore?"

"Yes, the master specifically instructed me to make the cooking a bit stronger in flavor, so that Mr. Lin won't have to work so hard in the future."

Sister Chen meant that the master felt sorry for Lin Zhao and wanted her to rest more.

When it reached Lin Zhao's ears, it became that the master had found someone to cook for him.

Isn't this obviously an attempt to kick me out?

Come to think of it, the gentleman doesn't like men anyway, and it's already outrageous enough that I've offended him several times.

Last night it was...the same as before.

Sir, it's already a miracle that you haven't called the police and had yourself arrested; this is blatant workplace sexual harassment.

It was just employees harassing their boss.

For some reason, a bittersweet feeling welled up in Lin Zhao's heart, her nose tingled, and her eyes welled up with tears.

Seeing this, Sister Chen looked bewildered and quickly asked.

"Oh dear, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Lin Zhao sniffed, shook her head, and forced a smile.

"No, it's nothing, Sister Chen, thank you."

After saying that, she walked out dejectedly. Sister Chen was a little worried, so she followed behind her.

Just as Uncle Li came upstairs, Lin Zhao thought of something, her eyes lit up, and she suddenly ran over and grabbed him.

"Uncle Li!"

Uncle Li was startled, but upon recognizing the person, he immediately smiled and spoke.

"Awake? Did you sleep well?"

Lin Zhao recalled those chaotic memories, bit her lower lip, and shook her head.

Just then, Sister Chen walked over, and Uncle Li introduced her to her.

"You've met before, haven't you? This is Sister Chen, she used to be a maid at the old house. The master asked me to transfer her here last night, and she'll be in charge of cooking from now on. Xiao Zhao, you can get some more rest from now on."

Lin Zhao didn't even need to ask anymore; Uncle Li's words were already very clear: he wouldn't have to cook anymore, which meant he could finally rest...

The light in Lin Zhao's eyes dimmed again.

"I'll go cook now."

Sister Chen spoke, and Uncle Li nodded.

Now only the two of them are left.

Lin Zhao was still tugging at Uncle Li's sleeve, as if she wanted to say something. Uncle Li noticed and spoke first.

"What's wrong? What do you want to say?"

Lin Zhao pursed her lips and asked tentatively.

"Uncle Li, how long have you known Mr. Li?"

Uncle Li stroked his chin.

"Wow, it's been so long. I've practically watched you grow up."

Lin Zhao's eyes lit up again.

"Then you must know a lot about the gentleman, right?"

Uncle Li pouted, looking quite arrogant.

"Of course."

Lin Zhao lowered his voice and asked.

"Yes, I heard that someone climbed into Mr.'s bed before, is that right?"

Uncle Li paused upon hearing this, realizing he was doomed. This was a fatal question; if he didn't answer it correctly, his master's happy life would be ruined.

"Xiao Zhao, who told you this? You can't listen to everyone."

Lin Zhao thought for a moment and then spoke.

"I overheard it casually while we were eating before. They said it was about a minor celebrity, and..."

He thought about what happened to that person and felt a little scared.

"Was it true that he was beaten, had his leg broken, and was thrown out?"

He blinked his big eyes and stared intently at Uncle Li, as if waiting for Uncle Li's affirmation.

Can Uncle Li disappoint him?

He simply slapped it across the back of his hand.

"Xiao Zhao, listen to your uncle. What that person said is really true. What kind of person is our master? He is so virtuous and upright."

"Countless people have tried to climb into your bed over the years, and every single one of them has been thrown out. So, you should just let it go..."

He was just about to say, "Don't worry, the master treats you differently," when he saw Lin Zhao's face turn deathly pale and her breathing become rapid.

Uncle Li panicked, thinking that the latest dose of medicine might have side effects.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Quick, let me help you to rest for a while."

Lin Zhao shook her head.

"No, no need, Uncle Li. Um, I... I want to go back to my room and lie down for a while. I'll be going now."

After saying that, Lin Zhao shook off Uncle Li's hand and ran back to the small house. As soon as she entered, she slammed the door shut and threw herself onto the bed.

It's true, my husband doesn't like people who climb into his bed, and he'll even break their legs...

Lin Zhao moved her legs and instantly hallucinated the pain of being interrupted.

He sat up abruptly in bed. No, he couldn't just sit there and wait to die. If his master came back and caused him trouble, he would be finished!

But, since the man is so good to him, would he really break his leg?

But the master has already found someone to replace him, what to do, what to do!

He paced around the room, unable to come up with a good solution. He took out his phone and opened Guabao, an AI software application.

Lin Zhao always asks him questions.

He opened a voice chat and asked.

"Hey, what should I do if my boss sexually harasses me?"

Guabao thought for a while before replying.

"Haha, you're really joking. Let's talk about something else, like..."

Seeing that it was trying to change the subject, Lin Zhao got a little angry and raised her voice.

"I'm not kidding, it's true! He's going to break my legs and throw me out. What am I supposed to do? But he's been so good to me, he shouldn't do this, right?"

Guabao remained silent for a long time, and Lin Zhao felt increasingly uncertain. Finally, it spoke.

"I understand how you feel all too well! Next, I'll give you the most direct, honest, and straightforward method: run away right now. If he catches you, you're guaranteed to get punished. Quickly pack your things and sneak away to lay low for a while!"

Hearing this, Lin Zhao became even more flustered. Should she really run away?

The man is so good to him, and everyone here is very nice. He hasn't even received his salary this month yet!

But if he doesn't run, what will happen to his legs? Waaaaah!

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