"Remember, never set foot in the s...o...b..z. I won't let you coexist with Zhong Yi. Xu Luosang, it's just a beginning."

…

With her eyes closed tight, Luosang was having a nightmare.

Suddenly, a crystal sound of breaking porcelain broke the silence of night. She abruptly opened her eyes and woke up from the nightmare, which was a reflection of her experiences a year ago.

She slowly came to herself and remembered that she accepted the job of looking after Master Nian in the villa three days ago.

About half month ago, Master Nian met a landslide on the way to another city for on-the-spot investigations. The car was swept down into the river by the mud-rock flow. The river was frozen and he wasn't saved in time so that his spine was seriously injured. Although he had the operation, he didn't recover yet. Because of his bad temper, two caregivers had resigned, before she came to this villa and became his third caregiver.

"Luosang, come here!" a cold, angry voice came from the bed in the middle of the bedroom, which brought her thoughts back to the present.

She instantly put on a pair of black-rimmed gla.s.ses, turned on the light and walked to the man.

In the warm yellow light, Nian Junting lay on the bed with his bright eyes wide open, the sheet covering him from the feet to the waist. He was in his dark blue silk pajamas with a few b.u.t.tons unb.u.t.toned, revealing his sinewy, perfect pectorals and abdominal muscle, his olive skin showing the manly charm.

A purple clay cup was broken in two on the floor next to the bed.

It must be the sound of the cup smas.h.i.+ng onto the floor that woke her up just now.

"Do you take this job seriously? I have called you many times." Nian Junting looked at her with cold eyes.

"I'm sorry. I won't make the same mistake again," Luosang apologized in a low voice.

In the past three days, he woke up five or six times a night. In order to take care of him, she slept less than three hours a day. She was so exhausted that she fell into a deep sleep tonight.

"Do you want to drink water?" she asked.

Nian Junting licked his thin lips. A few moments later, he commanded, "Ask my butler, Wu to come here."

Luosang understood his intention. Although she accompanied and attended to him for several nights, he always asked Wu to help him every time he wanted to go to the toilet.

Wu, who had plenty of work to do, seemed not to sleep well for several days. When Luosang saw him in the daytime, he looked tired and coughed violently.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Luosang advised, "Mr. Nian, can you use the chamber pot to relieve yourself? I will bring it to you."

"Ask Wu to come here. I don't need the chamber pot. I want to go to the toilet." Nian Junting stared at her coldly with an extremely impatient expression on his face.

"Wu seems uncomfortable today. He has a cold," Luosang said gently. "I can take you to the toilet."

"You are a woman. How can you take me to…"

Before Nian Junting finished his words, Luosang uncovered the quilt, directly picked him up and put him in a wheelchair. She even padded the back of the wheelchair with a pillow considerately.

The man was stunned.

He couldn't believe that she had placed him on the wheelchair so easily. Although he was ill and lost some weight, he was still heavy because of his tall and strong physique.

Nian Junting slowly came to his senses and realized that it was the first time he had been picked up by a woman, though he was already twenty-eight years old.

He blushed with shame and annoyance, and looked up and down Luosang who was 170 centimeters in height, thin and weak. She wore loose pajamas and ugly gla.s.ses with black rims. Nian Junting gritted his teeth and said with a fierce look, "How dared you to hold me without my consent? Are you really a woman? You are so l.u.s.ty. Perhaps you are a hermaphrodite from Thailand..."

Luosang was speechless.