Jing Shao is infertile, but his nanny is pregnant with his child.

After thinking about it carefully, Lu Yan said, "No, there really isn't."

Lu Yan wasn't lying.

In her later life, she was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. Every day when she woke up, all she thought about was how to fill her stomach.

After arriving here, Li Guiying and her husband focused all their attention on their two sons and wouldn't talk to her about these things.

Zhou Yanchen was completely dumbfounded by her.

How could she say such infuriating things so seriously?

His face was cold, and his voice was even colder.

"Then I'll tell you now, knock before you come in from now on."

Lu Yan nodded, "Okay, I've got it."

Zhou Yanchen: "..."

For the first time, I experienced the feeling of punching cotton, that soft and powerless feeling.

Lu Yan walked straight behind him and pushed him to walk out.

Zhou Yanchen: "What are you doing!"

"Let me take you out to buy groceries."

Zhou Yanchen stared at her in astonishment. "What did you say?"

Lu Yan: "You're so young, and your hearing isn't working properly anymore?"

He said "What did you say? What did you say? She's only been here for two days," he said several times already.

Zhou Yanchen pressed down on the wheels of his wheelchair: "I'm not going."

Lu Yan tilted her head and smiled at him, then pried his hands off the wheel. "Mr. Zhou, I'm not discussing this with you, I'm informing you."

Lu Yan was already stunningly beautiful, with a pair of fox-like eyes that were both cunning and bright when she smiled, as if she could steal a person's soul with just one glance.

Zhou Yanchen glanced at him once and then looked away. "Let go and get out."

Lu Yan clicked her tongue twice.

My first attempt at using a honey trap failed.

Zhou Yanchen is such a blockhead.

She doesn't think her looks have deteriorated.

In just two days, all attempts—including provocation, reasoning, and using the honey trap—failed.

Before meeting Zhou Yanchen, Lu Yan had never failed.

However, she would never stumble in front of Zhou Yanchen. If her scheme failed, she would carry it out by force!

Before Zhou Yanchen could even control the wheels, Lu Yan pushed him outside.

Wang Jin was stunned for a few seconds, and Lu Yan directly gave him instructions.

"Carry Mr. Zhou to the car."

Wang Jin glanced at Lu Yan, then at Zhou Yanchen, whose face was so dark it looked like it was about to drip water, and dared not move.

Seeing that Wang Jin dared not step forward, Lu Yan bent down, put one arm around Zhou Yanchen's back, and placed the other hand on the back of Zhou Yanchen's knee.

The moment Lu Yan approached, her sweet and soft scent hit Zhou Yanchen's nostrils and quickly invaded every cell in his body.

Zhou Yanchen tensed up, gritting his teeth, "What are you doing?"

Lu Yan used her strength to lift Zhou Yanchen up in her arms.

Zhou Yanchen was a tall man of over 1.8 meters, and even when he was sick, he weighed 140 or 150 kilograms. For Lu Yan, a woman who was 1.65 meters tall and weighed over 100 kilograms, it was very difficult for her, no matter how strong she was.

Lu Yan's face turned red. "Open the car door."

Wang Jin was also dumbfounded, but his actions were faster than his thoughts, and he quickly opened the car door.

After placing Zhou Yanchen in the back seat, Lu Yan's eyes widened, and she let out a heavy sigh.

"How come you're so heavy!"

Zhou Yan's expression wasn't much better.

Aside from being held by her mother, Jin Aiyun, when she was a child, she has never been held by any other woman!

Lu Yan, panting, told Wang Jin to carry the wheelchair into the car.

Lu Yan looked at Lu Yaguang, "Sit in the back with your uncle."

Lu Yaguang quickly sat down next to Zhou Yanchen, his eyes filled with admiration. "Handsome uncle, you're so big!"

Zhou Yanchen: "......"

Wang Jin secretly glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the Third Young Master's frustrated and helpless expression.

He glanced at Wang Jin and quickly looked away.

Lu Yan locked the courtyard gate and sat in the passenger seat.

The SUV drove out of the compound and stopped at the supply and marketing cooperative.

After getting out of the car, Lu Yan first carried the wheelchair down.

Wang Jin opened the back door and was about to speak when he heard Lu Yan say, "Mr. Zhou, we're going shopping. Could you look after my son for me?"

Wang Jin looked completely bewildered.

If she doesn't want Zhou Yan to die, then why is she moving the wheelchair?

Lu Yan patted the wheelchair, "We have a lot of things to buy later, so you can sit in the wheelchair. We'll have to carry the things back."

After saying that, he closed the car door without looking at Zhou Yanchen's face.

As long as she closes the car door quickly, she can get rid of Zhou Yanchen's sour face.

Wang Jin: "......"

"Comrade, isn't this inappropriate?"

Lu Yan: "That's fine, let's go."

Inside the car, Zhou Yan's handsome face was tense, and his expression was terrifyingly gloomy.

Lu Yaguang looked at him earnestly, "Handsome uncle, are you angry?"

Zhou Yan kept his eyes straight ahead and said, "No."

Lu Yaguang stood up, walked up to him, gave him an innocent and cheerful smile, and placed his hand on Zhou Yanchen's shoulder. "Handsome uncle, let me give you a shoulder massage."

Zhou Yanchen frowned and dodged his hand. "No need."

Lu Yaguang: "Handsome uncle, the massage felt really good."

As she spoke, she placed her little hand on Zhou Yanchen's shoulder again.

Zhou Yanchen took a deep breath.

This is truly a mother and son who don't understand human language and resort to force at the drop of a hat!

Lu Yaguang's hands weren't big, but as he said, they were very comfortable to use.

Since his injury, Zhou Yanchen has often been bedridden and inactive, and his shoulder is not as relaxed as before. However, the little guy's touch made him feel much better.

Lu Yaguang: "Handsome uncle, did I massage you comfortably?"

Zhou Yanchen gave a faint "hmm".

Are you happy?

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan paused for a moment, then turned to meet Lu Yaguang's innocent face. "You want to make me happy?"

Lu Yaguang nodded. "That's right. Mom said that the handsome uncle is a hero and the most admirable person. Heroes should be happy."

Looking at the boy's serious face, Zhou Yanchen felt as if his heart had been suddenly struck.

Lu Yan and Wang Jin first bought ten jin of rice, five jin of millet, five jin of red beans, five jin of black beans, and five jin of broad beans from the supply and marketing cooperative.

I also bought some vegetables, two pounds of pork, and two pounds of mutton.

Upon seeing the Chinese yam, Lu Yan immediately bought a large bundle.

Every time she bought something, she would have Wang Jin write down the unit price and the total price.

In no time, the wheelchairs were packed together.

Wang Jin glanced at the wheelchair filled with things and was speechless for a moment.

He never knew a wheelchair could be used like this!

After leaving the supply and marketing cooperative, Lu Yan checked the bill and found that it had cost a total of twelve yuan and fifty-nine cents.

When Wang Jin pushed a wheelchair over, Zhou Yan's face immediately darkened.

Wang Jin silently took out the things he had bought, placed them behind him, put the wheelchair back in its original spot, and said.

"Third Young Master, the wheelchair isn't dirty."

After saying that, Wang Jin hurriedly sat in the front and started the car, not daring to look at Zhou Yan's gloomy face.

Lu Yan got into the passenger seat. "What kind of complicated and dirty environments hasn't your third young master seen? He shouldn't care about this."

Wang Jin, having served on the battlefield, naturally understood Lu Yan's meaning.

There is no clean battlefield in the world.

It was common for them to use the sky as their blanket and the ground as their mat, and when conditions were tough, they even had to drink muddy water, but Zhou Yan never frowned.

But only on the battlefield; back home, he was still the pampered, clean-loving third young master.

Zhou Yan suppressed his anger: "Drive!"