Chapter 1
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"Remember, from now on, you won't be in this circle if Zhong Yi exists. Xu Luosang, this is just the beginning."
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Luosang closed her eyes, struggling painfully in her dream.
"Crack!"
The clear sound of porcelain breaking broke the silence of the night. She abruptly opened her eyes and woke up from the nightmare that happened a year ago.
She remembered that she came to this villa three days ago to be Mr. Nian's caretaker.
About half a month ago, when Mr. Nian was out on an inspection trip, a mountain road collapsed, and his car was driven into a river. The river was frozen, and the rescue team didn't arrive in time. His spine was seriously injured. Although he had an operation, he hadn't fully recovered yet. Because of his bad temper, he had to change a few caretakers, and she was the third one.
"Luosang, get your ass over here!" Nian Junting's cold and angry voice came from the large bed in the middle of the bedroom.
Luosang quivered, hurriedly put on her large-framed glasses, turned on the light, and hurriedly walked over.
Under the warm yellow light, Nian Junting was lying on the bed with a pair of starry eyes. The sheet only covered his waist. He was wearing a navy blue silk pajamas, with a few buttons unfastened. His muscular and muscular body was clearly visible under the loose pajamas, and even his tanned skin was shining so brightly that Luosang couldn't take her eyes off him.
On the edge of the bed, a purple clay cup was smashed into two.
It should be the sound that woke her up just now.
"Do you want to quit? Do you know how many times I've called your name?" Nian Junting stared at her. His eyes were filled with coldness and cruelty.
"I'm sorry, I won't make that mistake again," Luosang apologized with a low voice.
During the past three days, he woke up five to six times a night, while she slept less than three hours a day. That was why she couldn't control herself and fell into a deep sleep tonight.
"Do you want some water?"
Nian Junting pressed his thin lips together, then said, "Go get Steward Wu."
Luosang understood. She had been taking care of Nian Junting these past few nights, but every time he needed to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, he would ask Steward Wu to help him.
However, it seemed that Steward Wu hadn't slept well for days, and he had a lot of work to do. During the day, Luosang saw Nian Junting looking tired and coughing.
Luosang hesitated for a few seconds, then suggested, "Mr. Nian, why don't I bring the urinal over?"
"Let me say it one more time. Go get Steward Wu. I don't need a urinal. I need to go to the bathroom," Nian Junting glared at her coldly, the impatience on his face reaching its limit.
"Steward Wu doesn't seem to be feeling well today. He caught a cold," said Luosang gently, "I can take you to the bathroom."
"How are you going to do that? You're a woman …"
Before Nian Junting could finish his sentence, Luosang threw away the quilt, carried Nian Junting, and put him in the wheelchair. She even thoughtfully put a pillow on his back.
The man's body stiffened.
He couldn't believe it. Although he had been sick, he was tall and strong. This woman actually …
When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was twenty-eight years old, and he was being carried … by a woman.
He was so embarrassed and angry that his handsome face blushed. He looked at Luosang suspiciously from head to toe. She was only 1.7 meters tall, skinny and weak. Under her loose pajamas, he couldn't even tell how big her breasts were. She was also wearing a pair of old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses. He clenched his teeth and said with a sullen face, "Who told you to carry me? Are you even a woman? Are you a ladyboy from Thailand?"
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