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

Having been seen through, Lu Yan stopped pretending.

"Of course not, she's not worthy of me serving her."

Zhou Yan stared at her intently. "Why do you say that?"

Lu Yan felt like she was invisible in front of Zhou Yanchen, so there was no need to lie. She decided to just go for it and said, "I'm pretending to be pitiful, didn't you notice?"

Zhou Yanchen: "..."

He always knew Lu Yan was straightforward, but he didn't expect her to be this direct.

For a moment, I didn't know how to reply.

Lu Yan was very satisfied with Zhou Yanchen's reaction, so she stopped talking, turned around and left.

Zhou Yan stood there stunned for a moment, then seemed to be amused, and the corners of his lips turned up slightly.

After lunch, Zhou Jianguo and Jin Aiyun went to the military base.

Zhou Yanxing and Zhou Nuannuan went to school.

Lu Yan led Lu Yaguang back to the house for a midday rest.

After waking up from her lunch break, Lu Yan washed her hands and knocked on Zhou Yanchen's door.

"Mr. Zhou, it's time for your massage."

Zhou Yanchen, who thought Lu Yan would never massage him again, was stunned when he heard this and forgot to respond for a moment.

"Mr. Zhou, shall I come in?"

After saying that, Lu Yan did not go in, but stood at the door waiting for Zhou Yanchen's response.

She had already decided that if Zhou Yanchen didn't want her to massage him, she wouldn't bother trying.

Just as she thought Zhou Yanchen would continue to give her the cold shoulder and was about to turn around and leave, Zhou Yanchen's indifferent voice came from inside the door, "Come in."

Lu Yan took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and saw that Zhou Yanchen was already lying down.

Lu Yan raised an eyebrow.

Are you being this cooperative today?

Lu Yan walked over and stretched her wrists.

"Mr. Zhou, shall we begin?"

Zhou Yan gave a muffled "hmm".

Lu Yan took off her outer coat, revealing that she was only wearing a cashmere sweater underneath.

We started by pressing the acupoints on the calves, but this time Lu Yan also pressed the feet.

There are many acupoints on the soles of the feet, so massaging them is beneficial.

Zhou Yanchen's feet are very big, probably size 46, with a wide instep, making it slightly difficult for Lu Yan to hold them with both hands.

The moment Lu Yan's hand grasped Zhou Yanchen's foot, Zhou Yanchen's tall body jolted, a tingling, electric-like sensation running through his body.

Zhou Yanchen had long since experienced how soft Lu Yan's hands were, but he still felt uncomfortable when she held his feet.

Doesn't he mind that his feet are dirty?

Why did she insist on massaging him when his attitude was so rude?

Zhou Yan couldn't understand it.

What puzzled him even more was that he actually started to think about Lu Yan's feelings.

This feeling was unfamiliar, and it made him a little flustered.

Sensing the tension in his body, Lu Yan said gently, "Mr. Zhou, please relax."

Zhou Yanchen's Adam's apple bobbed as he forced himself to relax.

Lu Yan did indeed dislike men's smelly feet, but of course, she didn't like women's smelly feet either.

But Zhou Yanchen's feet were indeed not dirty, nor did they smell.

Although Zhou Yanchen couldn't stand up, she washed her feet every day, so she didn't mind.

Why?

Zhou Yanchen suddenly asked a question out of the blue.

Lu Yan asked, puzzled, "Why? Why?"

"My attitude was bad, so why... did you still come over?"

Zhou Yanchen actually wanted to ask why he was being massaged, but he changed his mind before he could say it.

Lu Yan stood up, and the massage stopped.

"If it weren't for the help of the leader and his wife, I wouldn't have found my son so quickly. If it weren't for the fact that the police chief subdued me the moment I pulled out the knife because of the leader's influence, Li Guiying wouldn't have been able to reveal my son's whereabouts so easily."

"I promised you, madam, that as long as you help me find my son, I will come back to take care of you. Although I don't have a very good reputation, I keep my word."

Zhou Yanchen frowned.

She actually called her mother by her first name.

He suddenly remembered the day she barged into his bedroom without knocking, and he angrily questioned her: Didn't her parents teach her to knock before entering someone else's room?

She thought about it very seriously for a moment, and then said no.

Looking back now, she probably really had no one to teach her.

Lu Yan bent down and continued to massage him, her voice unusually serious, "Mr. Zhou, I don't know why you suddenly want to fire me, but I came here just to find a suitable environment for my son to grow up in. Of course, the salary your wife pays is also very high, and your family treats me very well."

"I know you think I'm scheming and calculating, and that I'm not a good woman."

At this point, Lu Yan suddenly laughed, "I'm really not a good person either."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanchen felt a sudden pain in his chest, as if a large pill had been forcibly shoved into his throat.

It was both bitter and astringent.

"But Mr. Zhou, you can rest assured that I have no ulterior motives towards you."

Lu Yan has thought about it carefully these past two days.

She didn't make any mistakes at work. Although Zhou Yanchen still had a sour face, it was much better than the first two days after she arrived.

As the two were getting along more and more naturally, Zhou Yanchen suddenly dismissed her, which could only be related to their romantic relationship.

"I'm doing quite well now. My son is lively and adorable, and I earn enough for my son and me to live on. I don't need to get married."

Lu Yan really hadn't thought about getting married.

Of course, she never thought she would remain a widow forever. If she met a suitable gay man in the future, a casual fling wouldn't be bad either.

Women, just like men, also have needs.

"Although you are injured, it doesn't mean there's no chance you can get back up. With the advancement of medical technology, I believe you can definitely stand up again."

Zhou Yanchen lay face down on the pillow, the girl's voice falling into his ears one by one.

She said she had no feelings for him.

He should be happy; isn't this exactly what he wanted?

But he found that he couldn't be happy.

Lu Yan's soft hands pressed gently against the soles of his feet, soft yet surprisingly strong.

"I'll give you a good massage and make sure your muscles don't atrophy. As medicine advances, you'll be able to receive better treatment."

Zhou Yanchen remained silent.

Lu Yan: "Mr. Zhou, if you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes."

Just when Lu Yan thought she wouldn't get a reply from Zhou Yanchen, Zhou Yanchen gave a faint "hmm".

Lu Yan paused in her massage, then suddenly smiled.

It seems he was indeed worried that she had improper thoughts about him.

Lu Yan was extremely relieved that she had spoken up.

Although Zhou Yanchen is indeed very handsome and outstanding.

But, what's more important than making money!

After pressing down on the soles of her feet, Lu Yan lifted the blanket and pulled up Zhou Yanchen's long johns.

Lu Yan grasped Zhou Yanchen's ankles with both hands, pressed her thumbs on the ankles, and pushed upwards along the major tendons.

As her finger moved to the top of his thigh, she applied the wrong pressure, causing Lu Yan to lose her footing and fall headfirst into Zhou Yanchen's back.

Both hands slid upwards against their own will.

With a thud, Lu Yan's upper body bumped into Zhou Yanchen's back.

His hands slid down between Zhou Yanchen's legs...

What did her hand touch?!

Lu Yan's eyes widened, and she wailed silently.

It's over, it's over!