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

The more Lin Zhao thought about it, the more hopeless her future seemed. The tragic endings in those rumors kept replaying in her mind.

Thinking back on my bold and unrestrained behavior last night, the more I pondered it, the more guilty I felt.

He hurriedly rummaged through the wardrobe and pulled out the large, tattered cloth bag, frantically stuffing it with the clothes he had brought.

We have to leave before the master returns. If we're caught red-handed any later, I can't even imagine what will happen.

But she had only packed half of her things when she looked up and saw the beautiful aprons, nice clothes, and the tablet computer that her husband had given her.

The kindness those gentlemen had shown her before suddenly resurfaced.

Lin Zhao stopped what she was doing, squatted down and hugged her knees, looking so conflicted that she was about to cry.

I ran away, but I couldn't bear to leave. My mind was filled with thoughts of how good that person was to me.

He didn't run away, thinking about the fate of those who climbed into his bed, and the whisper in his ear that morning.

"You just wait."

Lin Zhao could imagine how terrifying his teacher's expression must have been when he said those words, and he couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.

After much hesitation, Lin Zhao finally decided to save her leg.

He gritted his teeth, quickly stuffed things inside, casually changed his clothes, and picked up the teddy bear from the bed.

He carefully opened the door of the small house and peeked out, looking around warily.

It was very quiet. Sister Chen was probably cooking in the kitchen, and Uncle Li wasn't in the hallway either.

good chance!

Lin Zhao, carrying her luggage, tiptoed along the wall toward the villa's gate, her steps very light, afraid of making any noise that might disturb others.

He can save his leg as long as he walks out of this door!

As they drew closer to the gate, victory seemed within reach.

Lin Zhao felt both nervous and secretly pleased, and had even begun to plan where she would stay after leaving.

Just as he reached out and was about to touch the doorknob.

Suddenly, the sound of a car engine came from outside the door, and it stopped in front of the villa.

Lin Zhao froze, his blood seemingly freezing instantly.

It’s over.

He stood frozen in place, and through the glass door he could clearly see that familiar figure push open the door and get out of the car.

Shang Yu, dressed in a sharp-tailored dark suit, was holding something in his hand and walking expressionlessly toward the villa's gate.

The two met eyes through the glass door.

The tattered bag in Lin Zhao's hand fell to the ground with a "thud," scattering its contents all over the floor.

Her face turned deathly pale instantly, and her wet eyes widened in panic.

Shang Yu saw from afar that the person had woken up and was waiting for him at the door, and a feeling of joy welled up inside him.

He was sexually frustrated all night, and the morning meeting had given him a headache, so he was already in a bad mood and wanted to kill someone.

But then the smoke cleared, and just as he was about to call for help, he saw Lin Zhao suddenly turn around and run away.

They wouldn't open the door for him.

Shang Yu paused for half a second, then chuckled softly.

"So easily embarrassed."

He shook his head and opened the door himself.

Upon seeing what was on the ground, his face instantly fell, turning extremely gloomy.

He kicked the tattered sack.

Great, wonderful, his Zhaozhao.

I thought they came to pick him up, but it turns out they wanted to run away?

Shang Yu took a deep breath, strode forward, picked up the teddy bear that had fallen to the ground, and headed towards Lin Zhao's room.

Lin Zhao ran towards the room at almost the speed of a 100-meter sprint, afraid that Shang Yu would catch up with her.

As soon as I entered, I quickly turned around and tried to lock the door.

No sooner had he closed the door than a pair of large hands forced it open from the outside.

A tall figure stopped in front of him, and a strong, clear scent of sandalwood enveloped him, bringing with it a sense of oppression.

Lin Zhao was so nervous that she gripped the hem of her clothes tightly with her fingertips and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Her head was bowed low, her long eyelashes trembled in panic, she dared not look up into his eyes, and her voice was clearly choked with sobs.

"Sir..."

He didn't even call him "Brother Ayu" anymore. Shang Yu lowered his gaze to the corners of his reddened eyes, and then to the messy wardrobe behind him.

Everything he gave away was intact, but he had packed up all his own junk.

Shang Yu took a few steps forward until Lin Zhao accidentally bumped into the wardrobe behind her, staggering and about to fall.

With lightning speed, he caught the man's waist and placed the teddy bear in front of him.

His tone was unreadable, low and hoarse.

"Zhaozhao, you even took the teddy bear with you, where are you planning to go?"

Lin Zhao was so frightened that she couldn't speak. She wanted to break free, but she didn't dare.

Tears fell to the ground with a soft patter, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

Shang Yu didn't immediately try to comfort him as he used to, but instead waited quietly for him to calm down.

After a long while, a muffled sound came from my arms.

"I...I know I was wrong..."

Lin Zhao spoke through choked sobs, her voice broken and intermittent.

"I was wrong last night. I was out of my mind and offended you, sir. I did something inappropriate to you. I know I was wrong..."

Lin Zhao became more and more upset as she spoke. Thinking of those rumors, she was terrified and instinctively grabbed the collar of the person in front of her.

"I heard that in the past, people who offended the gentleman would have their legs broken and be thrown out."

"I know the master has already found Sister Chen to replace me and wants to get rid of me, but could you...?"

He paused, sniffed, pouted, and pleaded pitifully.

"Please don't break my legs, sir, no, please don't break my legs, waaaaah!"

"I really know I was wrong, I'll never do it again..."

After listening to this incoherent speech, Shang Yu was first slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized what was going on.

I don't know what this little idiot is thinking all the time; I should really delete his tomato image.

He asked Sister Chen to come over because he was worried about his health and didn't want him to work, but now it's become a substitute for him.

What's the point of being offensive or not?

Putting aside the fact that he was the one who kissed her first, just considering the situation last night, if he really didn't want to, what could Lin Zhao do?

But he didn't say it aloud. Instead, he sighed and spoke with some difficulty.

"You remember everything?"

Lin Zhao looked up and saw that he seemed a little sad. Although she didn't understand, she still nodded.

"I... I remember a little bit. Yes, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have treated you like that."

He was about to cry again as he spoke, but Shang Yu resisted the urge to wipe his tears and continued talking.

"How did you treat me?"

Lin Zhao bit her lower lip, finding it hard to say what she was saying.

"Um?"

Shang Yu repeated it again, and Lin Zhao had no choice but to speak softly.

"I shouldn't have kissed you, hugged you, taken off your clothes, and let you touch my... Waaah, please, I really know I was wrong, please don't break my legs, okay?"

He begged for mercy in a very serious tone, and Shang Yu almost couldn't help but close his eyes and forcefully speak, suppressing his laughter.

"You want to keep your legs?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhao immediately stopped crying and nodded quickly.

"think!"

Seeing how quickly his expression changed, Shang Yu chuckled, leaned down, and gently kissed away the tears at the corners of his eyes.

"Sweetie, if you date me, you can keep your legs."