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"Really?" Lu Chaochi looked at Lu Bozhou with some doubt, then at Jiang Mian.

"real."

Jiang Mian nodded, speaking the truth. She didn't intend to say anything favorable about Lu Bozhou.

However, she did find the way the father and son interacted somewhat odd...

Lu Bozhou never seems to explain anything to his children.

If it weren't for her words, Jiang Mian would have even suspected that Lu Bozhou would have let the child continue to misunderstand, wondering if he had laid a hand on Jiang Mian...

Lu Bozhou remained silent, only glancing at Jiang Mian indifferently after hearing her words.

He pointed at Song Xu, "Take Lu Chaochi for a follow-up check-up. He had gastroenteritis before, so see if the inflammation levels have gone down."

Jiang Mian's heart skipped a beat when she heard this! So Little Stone's name is Lu Chaochi?

It's a nice name, like galloping under the morning sun. Jiang Mian quite likes it.

"And you?" Song Xu asked.

Lu Bozhou said calmly, "I still have things to discuss with her."

"OK." Song Xu nodded, walked over and reached out to hug Lu Chaochi.

But Lu Chaochi was probably worried about Jiang Mian's injuries, so he didn't want to be separated from her.

"No, I want to stay with Mianmian." Lu Chaochi's big, bright black eyes were fixed on Lu Bozhou.

Then, he saw a slight change in his father's usually calm and indifferent face.

Lu Bozhou raised an eyebrow. "Oh, then you'll regret it."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mian's eyes twitched, as if she had suddenly realized something!

Could it be... that he's planning to talk to her about applying for a nanny position?!

Although he had already refused without any room for negotiation.

But... the situation is different now. Jiang Mian thought of that tabloid report...

It feels like there's a glimmer of hope again.

Her eyes lit up, and she said to Lu Chaochi, "Little Stone, be good. I'll come see you again in a little while, okay?"

Lu Chaochi's personality is probably a bit like his father's; he's stubborn.

He didn't speak, so Jiang Mian had no choice but to turn her face, which had been slightly turned to the side, back to the center.

I was worried that if he kept staring at me, his eyes would be bloodshot and I would get scared.

At this moment, Jiang Mian pointed to the injury on her face, "Look, the injury on my face also needs treatment and medicine."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chaochi's firm expression softened slightly on his lovely face.

"Mianmian, see you later." Lu Chaochi gently squeezed her fingers. "Don't be afraid if it hurts when I apply the medicine, I'll pat it on for you later..."

"Okay, sure." Jiang Mian nodded, her eyes welling up with tears. "I'm not afraid."

Lu Chaochi then left the clinic with Song Xu.

Just then, Song Xun arrived, greeted Song Xu at the door, and came in.

"Boss, it's done." Song Xun looked at Jiang Mian, and felt a pang of pity when he saw her bloodshot eyes and swollen cheeks.

"Miss Jiang, are you alright?" Song Xun asked.

"Much better." Jiang Mian nodded.

Before she could finish speaking, Lu Bozhou exposed her, throwing the previous medical report at Song Xun, saying, "You almost went deaf."

Song Xun was startled. Upon seeing the medical report, his expression became much more serious. "Don't worry, those thugs will definitely be severely punished!"

Lu Bozhou walked out, and Jiang Mian could only hurry to follow.

But to Jiang Mian's surprise, he got out of the hospital and into the car.

Jiang Mian didn't ask any more questions, just watched as the car drove closer and closer to the CBD.

She realized, was this... going to Dingsheng?

As it turned out, she was right.

Shortly after, the car stopped at the lobby entrance of the Dingsheng Building.

The security guard came over and respectfully opened the car door.

Jiang Mian felt a little awkward as she got out of the car, thinking about the tabloid news from today, which suggested that some people might recognize her...

Luckily, Jiang Mian had a mask with her, so she quickly put it on.

Fortunately, there weren't many people in the lobby, so we followed Lu Bozhou directly to the elevator.

Jiang Mian was a little uneasy, but she followed him into the office.

She belatedly realized what was happening... looking around at the somewhat familiar yet unfamiliar office interior.

Lu Bozhou's office remained the same as always: a high-end black leather sofa, a heavy solid wood desk, and a floor-to-ceiling window.

Suddenly, some memories from the past flashed through Jiang Mian's mind...

Although Lu Bozhou always appeared aloof in public, giving people the impression of being... detached from worldly desires.

But that's not actually the case, at least not for Jiang Mian...

After marrying Lu Bozhou, Jiang Mian was actually self-aware. Even if she wasn't, many people openly or secretly reminded her that she was Xu Yawei's stand-in.

Furthermore, she and Lu Bozhou had that absurd night because they were schemed against by their elders...

Jiang Mian even felt that her marriage with Lu Bozhou would be a sexless marriage.

But she realized she was wrong.

Not only was it wrong, it was terribly wrong.

Even if Lu Bozhou and she disagreed on everything else, they were surprisingly compatible when it came to sleeping together.

At home, in hotels, and... at the company.

So much so that when Jiang Mian looked at the familiar office interior, it overlapped with the colorful and burning images in her mind...

Jiang Mian was so restless and unable to look directly at anything in this space that she was completely uneasy.

This sofa...

Before Dingsheng became the large company it is today, Lu Bozhou was busy with work and often worked overtime, so she would come over to bring him soup.

When Lu Bozhou gets busy with work, he can be quite irritable, but his irritability is usually well-controlled.

There was no roaring or howling, no angry glaring.

He simply stood up, loosened his tie, and used it to tie Jiang Mian's hands.

Then I pinned her down on the black leather sofa and did it to her.

At that moment, his hot breath brushed against Jiang Mian's ear and neck, his voice carrying a captivating magnetic quality.

"Soup? I don't need any soup. You're delicious as you are..."

It seemed that only on those occasions would this man say things that she would never normally hear him say.

What happened next was so unbearable for her to even look at.

Later, the sofa was a complete mess, and she had no idea how she cleaned it up...

And that was just the beginning; later came that heavy solid wood desk…

That soft, comfortable, and flexibly caster leather executive chair...

That large floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the park in front...

It's hard to look at! It's hard to look at!

And now, Jiang Mian is in this space again. Five years have passed, and his office hasn't been renovated or had any furniture replaced...

Jiang Mian was instantly overwhelmed by those memories filled with color and burning heat!

Just then, that deep, magnetic voice from my memory suddenly appeared in my ears!

"What are you nervous about?"

Jiang Mian was startled and took a step back! But almost at the same moment, she suddenly realized, wait a minute, the sound was coming from behind...!

It was too late to stop the momentum; his back slammed into a solid chest.

The rich, heavy scent of ebony wafted over again, making it hard for her to breathe.