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

The living room was too dark, and Lu Yan hadn't yet adjusted to the darkness, so she couldn't see Zhou Yanchen's expression clearly. However, they could still feel the oppressive aura emanating from Zhou Yanchen.

Lu Yan turned her head to the side, with an expression that said, "It's none of my business."

Zhou Yanchen glanced at her, then looked at the guilty-looking Zhou Yanxing, "Speak!"

Zhou Yanxing: "Look, we're going to see a movie."

After saying that, Zhou Yanxing ran back to his bedroom in a flash.

Lu Yan turned to look at Zhou Yanchen.

Zhou Yanchen's handsome face was hidden in the darkness, making his features appear even more sharp and three-dimensional, especially his deep eyes, which looked like a cheetah in the dark.

And she was like the prey.

Lu Yan, however, showed no awareness of being the prey. "Mr. Zhou, I'm going to rest now. You should rest early too."

After saying that, Lu Yan turned and walked away.

"stop."

Lu Yan stopped. "Mr. Zhou, is there anything else?"

Zhou Yanchen's gaze was fixed on Lu Yan's right hand.

"What happened to your hand?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan paused for a moment, then subconsciously put her hands behind her back and said casually, "It's nothing."

Lu Yan herself didn't realize that she felt guilty.

Zhou Yan stared intently at her with deep eyes, saying nothing. Just sitting there, Lu Yan felt as if she were being judged.

Lu Yan swallowed nervously. "Mr. Zhou, I'm really fine. I'll go rest now."

A minute later, a cowardly Lu Yan appeared in Zhou Yanchen's bedroom.

The bedroom light came on.

Zhou Yanchen took a box of medicine out of the drawer and threw it on the table. "Wipe it up."

Lu Yan walked over and took a look. There was no name on the box, so she didn't know what it was for.

She opened it and smelled it, and could smell the Chinese herbal ingredients inside.

It is a medicine for sprains and bruises.

Lu Yan: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou."

As she spoke, Lu Yan used her index finger to scoop out a small amount and vigorously rubbed it on the bruise on her right hand.

Lu Yan has an exceptionally beautiful face and slender, fair fingers. Now that she is injured, she should appear pitiful under the dim yellow light, but her movements and expressions ruin that beauty.

Zhou Yanchen: "...Don't you feel pain?"

If it were any other woman, she would have been applying medicine and her eyes would have been brimming with tears by now.

But she seemed to have no sense of pain; her movements as she applied the medicine were brute and rough, no different from the rough men in their army.

Lu Yan was taken aback.

He seemed surprised that Zhou Yanchen would ask such a question.

She couldn't help but ask herself, "Does it hurt?"

It must hurt.

But will crying out in pain help?

In her later life, she grew up in an orphanage, where no one cared for her. Coming here, having parents was worse than not having any at all.

No one cared whether she was in pain or not; even if she cried out in pain, it wouldn't lessen her suffering in the slightest.

Apart from her son, no one asks her if she's in pain or tired.

She never expected that Zhou Yanchen would be the first to ask this question.

He probably felt that since she worked at his house, he should be responsible for her.

She smiled and said, "It's alright."

Seeing the smile on her face, Zhou Yanchen felt an even heavier weight in his chest. "Bring the medicine over."

Lu Yan paused for a moment, then, remembering Zhou Yanchen's germaphobia, she handed him the medicine box, adding, "You gave this to me, I didn't insist on applying it."

It's not her fault.

Zhou Yanchen took the medicine, scooped out a little, and said, "Give me your hand."

Lu Yan stood there, stunned, not understanding Zhou Yanchen's intention.

"Give me your hand."

Lu Yan quickly put her hands behind her back. "You gave it to me, I only touched it a little bit, you can't hit me."

Zhou Yanchen frowned.

Did she think he was going to hit her?

Zhou Yanchen gritted his teeth, "I don't hit women."

Lu Yan asked in confusion, "Then why do you want me to reach out my hand?"

Zhou Yanchen was speechless. "I'll apply the medicine for you!"

What's on her mind?!

Lu Yan's eyes widened immediately, and she waved her hands repeatedly, "No need, no need, I've already applied it, and it doesn't hurt anymore."

Too scary!

Seeing her frightened expression, Zhou Yanchen threw the medicine box onto the table with a loud bang.

Lu Yan blinked.

No, why are you angry?

Zhou Yanchen looked up at her and asked, "How did you get hurt?"

Lu Yan retorted, "How did you find it in the dark?"

Zhou Yanchen: "The smell of blood."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan was dumbfounded and blurted out, "Do you have a dog's nose?"

Zhou Yan stared into her eyes without saying a word.

Lu Yang chuckled twice. "I meant you have excellent insight; no wonder you're a soldier!"

Zhou Yanchen: "They got into a fight?"

Lu Yan immediately denied it: "No."

Zhou Yan chuckled softly, "Did you bump your head on the chair while watching a movie?"

Lu Yan thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes."

Since we've already come up with a reason for her, it saves her the trouble of thinking about it herself.

Zhou Yanchen took a deep breath, seemingly surprised that she could lie so brazenly.

"Go out."

Lu Yan nodded, "Then Mr. Zhou should also get some rest."

When Lu Yan returned, she considerately closed the door behind her.

Zhou Yanchen pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling inexplicably irritable.

-

The next morning, Zhou Nuan went out to play and returned shortly afterward, covered in sweat.

"Qingyuan said that last night, someone put a sack over Lin Changjian's head, beat him up, and then stripped him naked and dumped his clothes at his doorstep!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, even Zhou Jianguo, who usually had no expression, looked incredulous.

Zhou Yanchen looked at Zhou Yanxing and Lu Yan beside him, and finally his gaze fell on Lu Yan's right hand.

Everyone was listening to Zhou Nuan speak, and no one noticed the slight bruising on Lu Yan's right finger joints.

Zhou Yanchen, who trains regularly, is absolutely certain that this injury was not caused by bumping into a chair.

Zhou Yanxing kept his head down, trying his best to minimize his presence, looking so guilty that he seemed afraid others wouldn't know it was him who did it.

Compared to Zhou Yanxing, Lu Yan was much more composed, even looking quite gossipy, listening with great interest.

Lu Yan: "Really?"

Zhou Nuan nodded emphatically, "Really, I rushed back as soon as I heard the news!"

She was exhausted.

Lu Yan went to the kitchen, took out the Four Gods Soup she had prepared, and handed it to Zhou Nuan.

Zhou Nuan quickly stood up. "Thank you, Sister Yan Yan."

Lu Yan sat down next to her. "It's okay. Drink some water to soothe your throat before you explain in more detail."

Zhou Yanchen: "......"

Zhou Yanxing: "......"

No, who could know as much detail as you do?

Zhou Yanxing was truly impressed; how could he not be so at ease with himself!

Zhou Yanxing was no longer guilty. He straightened his back and focused on watching the spectacle unfold.

Zhou Nuan took a few sips, her smile barely concealed. "Qingyuan said that Lin Changjian didn't come home until late last night. His family is used to it. When someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night, his parents went out and found a naked man lying at their door. Lin Changjian's face was swollen like a pig's head. His parents didn't recognize him at first, thinking he was an idiot. They grabbed a stick and started beating him, and even called the neighbors to try and get rid of him. It turned out to be Lin Changjian!"

By the end, Zhou Nuan was laughing so hard her stomach hurt, and she couldn't continue.

Lu Yan raised an eyebrow.

I didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain.