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

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yan clearly felt Zhou Yanchen's back muscles stiffen.

Zhou Yanchen lay on the bed, a dark glint flashing in his eyes, and lifted his eyelids to look at Lu Yan.

Lu Yan blinked at him.

Zhou Yan's heart skipped a beat. He lowered his head, suppressing the emotions in his eyes, and said coldly, "Whatever."

Lu Yan curled her lips into a smile, a calculating glint flashing in her eyes.

"If you don't want to go, then please take care of my son for me."

After speaking, Lu Yan stared intently at Zhou Yanchen's reaction.

Zhou Yanchen suddenly raised his head, squinting at her. "What did you say?"

Lu Yan deliberately said, "He Yuejin invited me to the movies, but it's inconvenient to bring my son. If you watch the movie for me this morning, my massage this afternoon will be free."

Oh--

Zhou Yanchen snorted coldly, "Take care of your own son!"

He helped her take care of her son and encouraged her to go find a boyfriend. She had such a dream!

Lu Yan suppressed a laugh and continued, "Mr. Zhou, you don't know, I get sleepy as soon as I get to the movie theater. I can't stay awake for more than two minutes before I fall asleep. I can't take care of Ya Guang when I come with me."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanchen suddenly remembered the last time they watched a movie together. Lu Yan, who was sitting in front of him, bumped her head on the back of the chair in front of her. Later, she sat next to him and fell asleep on his lap within two minutes.

At the time, he thought Lu Yan was deliberately seducing him, but it turns out it was for this reason.

Zhou Yanchen rolled her eyes at her, annoyed. "Then why are you even watching movies?"

"Didn't I go to the movies with you guys last time? As long as someone is with me, that's enough."

As she spoke, Lu Yan grabbed his wrist and shook his arm, softening her voice, "Mr. Zhou, I know you're the best, so please help me look after the child."

After saying that, Lu Yan herself felt embarrassed by her own mushy words.

Goodness, acting cute is really not something she can do.

Zhou Yanchen looked down at the hands that were holding his wrists.

Lu Yan's skin was fair and soft, as if boneless, while his wrists were as hard as iron.

The heat from his palms flowed continuously to the skin of his wrists, as if melting them, and even his heart felt a burning sensation.

He slowed his breathing, forcibly suppressing the restlessness surging within his body, and slowly withdrew his hand. "Understood."

When I spoke, I realized my voice was extremely low and hoarse.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan was taken aback.

isn't it?

Did he agree?

He actually agreed to let the woman he liked go to the movies with another man, even knowing that she would get sleepy in the movie theater, and he was still willing to help her take care of her child.

Is he a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle?

Lu Yan bit her lip. Fine, she wanted to see if Zhou Yanchen could really just stand by and watch her watch a movie alone with He Yuejin.

In the afternoon, Lu Yan secretly made a phone call to He Yuejin.

He Yuejin on the other end of the phone: "What's wrong with you? Have you even finished the design drawings yet? You went to see a movie? Don't you know what kind of person you were in the theater?"

Lu Yan: "......"

She really wanted to let those who spread rumors about her having an improper relationship with He Yuejin hear it, and see if they would still say that the two of them were having an affair!

Lu Yan pulled out her trump card: "If you don't go, our cooperation ends here."

He Yuejin felt that Lu Yan wasn't just having a fit of madness, she was going crazy.

"Just tell me if you're going or not!"

He Yuejin: "Go!"

Lu Yan: "Then remember this: you're the one who invited me to the movie, not the other way around, understand?"

He Yuejin nodded mechanically and weakly, "I understand, I understand. You're my god of wealth, whatever you say goes."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Yan came out and saw Zhou Yan sitting in the yard reading a newspaper.

She raised an eyebrow slightly, a sudden idea struck her, and Lu Yan stepped over.

Hearing footsteps, Zhou Yan's mind began to stir.

His eyes were fixed on the words in the newspaper, but only he knew that he had glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye.

Soon, a sweet and soft fragrance unique to Lu Yan slowly enveloped him from behind.

He glanced to the side and saw Lu Yan carrying a small stool and sitting down in front of him.

Lu Yan rested her chin on her hands, tilted her head and looked at him without saying a word.

Zhou Yanchen looked down into her bright, fox-like eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Yan shook her head and winked at him, "It's nothing, I just wanted to see you."

Zhou Yanchen felt as if a small pebble had been placed in his heart, gently falling and creating ripples.

He awkwardly turned his face away, avoiding looking into Lu Yan's eyes.

Lu Yan curled her lips into a smile, her gaze mischievously fixed on his profile. She dragged her small stool to a stop in front of him, tilted her head, and grinned at him, "Mr. Zhou, why aren't you looking at me?"

When Zhou Yanchen met her bright smile, he suddenly felt a little short of breath.

He loosened his army green shirt, trying to let the heat in his chest dissipate from the collar, and the next second, a fair hand reached out to him.

Before Zhou Yanchen could stop it, a soft hand poked his Adam's apple.

Zhou Yanchen's back straightened instantly.

The spot she had poked felt tingly and numb, like an electric current rushing through his body. His blood was surging and converging in one spot.

Zhou Yanchen felt like he was about to explode.

Lu Yan's hand touched and then left, but her breath lingered on her Adam's apple for a long time.

Zhou Yan's face was stern, and his voice was terribly hoarse. "Stay away from me."

He didn't look at Lu Yan while he was speaking.

Lu Yan suppressed a laugh, gave an "oh," and sat up straight.

Once seated, Lu Yan kept her eyes fixed on Zhou Yanchen.

Zhou Yanchen felt his body burning from her intense gaze, but this woman, oblivious to her own rudeness, blurted out something.

"Mr. Zhou, your Adam's apple is so sexy."

Zhou Yan frowned and reprimanded, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Lu Yan's expression turned serious. "How could that be nonsense? I'm telling the truth, Mr. Zhou. Not only is your Adam's apple sexy, but your lips are also beautiful..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Yanchen turned his wheelchair and left.

Lu Yan continued from behind, "Don't go, Mr. Zhou, I haven't finished speaking yet. Your nose is quite prominent too!"

Zhou Yanchen stiffened and increased the speed at which he turned his wheelchair.

Seeing him hurriedly flee, Lu Yan smiled and her eyes crinkled.

Let you pretend, I'll tease you relentlessly!

Lu Yan didn't tell anyone that she was going to see a movie tomorrow.

After dinner, Zhou Yan went back to his room.

Lu Yan tidied up the kitchen and living room.

After tidying up, Lu Yan planned to go back to her room to rest.

After thinking for a moment, she went to Zhou Yanchen's door, quietly pushed it open a crack, and peeked inside.

Good night, Mr. Zhou.

After saying that, Lu Yan smiled at him and closed the door.

Zhou Yanchen: "......"

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to banish Lu Yan's image from his mind.

But her shadow, just like her, forcefully intruded into his life, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Zhou Yanchen raised his arm and placed it on his forehead, resignedly closing his eyes to sleep.