"Remember, you will never have any place in this society as long as Long Qingyu is here. Ning Xue , this is just a beginning."
...
Ning Xue's eyes closed tightly as she struggled painfully in her dream.
Crack!
The crisp sound of shattering porcelain broke the silence of the night, making her suddenly open her eyes and wake up from her nightmare about something that had happened a year ago.
She now remembered that she came to this villa three days ago because she had taken up the role of an assistant to Young Master Lu. Her assistant role was not the big kind of big duties or responsibilities but more of an office girl for the CEO. Doing menial tasks like, bringing tea, cleaning the CEO's office, arranging his desk, printing his papers and now even caring for him that he had met with an accident and thus the reason why she was currently at her CEO's place of residence.
About half a month ago, Young Master Lu was on his way to work from home, when a truck drove and rammed into a car that was on the same lane as him, making him among the casualties, and his car almost fell off the bridge. His chest and legs were injured since he was on the front passenger sit.
He one surgery which was supposed to have healed but hadn't recovered till this day, due to his refusal of treatment. However, because of his bad temper, two carers had quitted, and Ning Xue was the third one.
"Ning Xue, get your ass over here now!" A man's cold and angry voice was heard from a large bed in the middle of the bedroom.
Ning Xue shuddered and hurriedly put on her large, black-rimmed glasses, turned on the light, and then got off the bed and walked quickly to the bedroom.
Under the warm lamplight, Lu Cheng was lying on the bed, eyes opened wide, shining like stars. The blanket only covered his legs and waist. He was wearing a pair of purplish blue silk pajamas, with the few buttons in the chest area left undone. His half-opened baggy pajama top was barely covering his muscular body, and his olive skin was so shiny that nobody would be able to take their eyes away from it.
Beside the bed, a purple clay cup was broken in two.
It was most likely the source of the noise that woke Luosang up just now.
"Don't you wanna keep this job? Do you know how many times I have called your name?" Lu Cheng glared at her with cold eyes.
"I'm sorry, I won't make the same mistake again," Ning Xue apologized in a low voice.
She had been taking care of him for three days. He would wake up for five or six times each night, so she hadn't slept for more than three hours a day. That was why she fell into a deep sleep tonight.
"Do you want some water?" she asked.
Lu Cheng pressed his thin lips together. A moment later, he said, "Go and call Steward Lu."
Ning Xue now knew what he wanted. Even though she was the one taking care of him in the past few nights, he asked Steward Lu to help him every time he wanted to go to the bathroom.
However, Steward Lu seemed to have not slept well for quite a few days either, and he had a lot of work to do. Ning Xue saw him during the day and saw that he looked very tired and coughed a lot.
Luosang hesitated for a few seconds then suggested, "Mr. Lu, how about I go and bring you the chamber pot?"
"Do I need to say this again? Go and call Steward Wu. I don't want to use a chamber pot, I want to go to the bathroom." Lu Cheng stared at her coldly with an extremely impatient look in his face.
"Steward Lu doesn't seem to feel well today. He's got a cold," said Ning Xue with a soft voice. "I can also take you to the bathroom."
"How will you do that? You're a woman..."
Before Lu Cheng finished his sentence, Luosang pulled off his blanket, lifted him to her chest and then put him in the wheelchair. After that, she thoughtfully put a pillow behind his back.
The man froze.
He could scarcely believe it. He hadn't recovered from the injuries, but he was still tall and muscular. Yet, this woman had actually...
He now realized that as a twenty-eight-year-old man, for the first time in his adult life, he had been lifted... by a woman.
His handsome face blushed scarlet with both shame and anger as he looked at her from head to toe doubtfully. She was only about five foot seven inches tall and looked slim and weak. Her chest looked flat in her loose fitting sleepwear, and she was wearing a pair of extremely unfashionable, black-rimmed glasses.
He clenched his teeth and said with a dark face, "Who told you to lift me? Are you even a woman? You're not a ladyboy from Thailand, are you?"
Ning Xue was speechless.