Going to Be a Housekeeper

The domineering CEO's vitality was remarkably tenacious.

Even after being sent flying by the impact, he could still force himself to raise a hand and direct Song Shi'an. "Call... call 120."

After saying that, his head lolled to one side, and he completely passed out.

Tang Ruan looked at the unconscious Lu Mingyu, terrified out of her wits and crying uncontrollably. "Assistant... Assistant Song, I... I didn't do it on purpose. What do we do? What do we do?!"

Song Shi'an called an ambulance first before looking at Tang Ruan. "Miss Tang, I suggest you contact your insurance company and the traffic police first. After all, you hit someone."

Just as he finished speaking, the ambulance arrived.

Song Shi'an got into the ambulance with Lu Mingyu.

After a series of examinations, the domineering CEO was not seriously injured, only suffering a few superficial wounds.

This man... really was hard to kill.

Song Shi'an sat on the sofa in the VIP ward, thinking about the plot to come.

He remembered that there really had been a car accident between the male and female leads.

But back then, the female lead had rear-ended the male lead. Feeling guilty, she took care of him in every possible way during that time. It was precisely through that care that the two of them developed feelings for each other.

But now...

Looking at the domineering CEO lying in the hospital bed, his body was still covered in injuries, his face pale.

That hit from the female lead had nearly sent him to the grave. Could they still develop feelings like this?

Lu Mingyu woke up in the afternoon. The moment he opened his eyes, he met Song Shi'an's concerned gaze.

"President Lu, you're finally awake. I was worried sick. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Song Shi'an hurriedly asked.

Lu Mingyu had just awakened and was still somewhat weak. He only felt a faint pain in his head. "I'm fine."

Song Shi'an said, "President Lu, the doctor has already examined you. He said they're only superficial injuries, and you just need to rest."

Lu Mingyu half-closed his eyes and slowly nodded. "All right. I understand."

The moment he finished speaking, the ward door opened. Tang Ruan hurried in and went straight to Lu Mingyu's bedside. "President Lu, I'm sorry. It was all my fault."

As the domineering CEO, Lu Mingyu was not that petty. "It's fine."

As the stubborn little white flower heroine, she naturally had to take responsibility. She gave Lu Mingyu a deep bow. "President Lu, don't worry. While you're injured, I'll definitely take good care of you!"

"No need." The domineering CEO refused outright.

He had only met this woman three times in total, and nothing good had happened any of those times.

Unless he thought he had lived too long, he would never let Tang Ruan stay by his side.

The instant Tang Ruan heard that he did not need her, her eyes reddened. "President Lu, are you still blaming me?"

"I'm not," Lu Mingyu said. "I just don't need your care."

Tang Ruan bit her lip, her eyes red-rimmed. "President Lu, I know you must blame me in your heart. Please give me a chance to atone for my sins. Let me stay by your side and serve you."

"No!" Lu Mingyu firmly refused.

When Tang Ruan saw that Lu Mingyu would not agree, a look of despair immediately appeared on her face, as though the entire sky were about to collapse.

Song Shi'an: ...

Wasn't this female lead being a little too dramatic?

Whether the male and female leads got together concerned Song Shi'an's future. Just as he was about to step forward and ease the tension, he saw the already "fragile" female lead—

Her body swayed, and she fell straight onto the domineering CEO.

After a brief silence, Lu Mingyu let out a pig-slaughtering scream.

Even Song Shi'an winced in pain at the sound.

She must have pressed on his wound!!

Perhaps the scream had been too miserable, because it gave Tang Ruan quite a fright as well.

She immediately sprang away from him.

Lu Mingyu's face reddened from the pain, and even the hand pointing at Tang Ruan began to tremble.

Tang Ruan panicked and stammered, "P-President Lu, are you all right? I... I didn't do it on purpose."

Lu Mingyu's face was livid, and he seemed to squeeze out each word through clenched teeth. "You! Get out!"

Tang Ruan wiped away her tears. "President Lu, I really didn't mean to. I..."

"Get out!" Lu Mingyu had completely run out of patience, practically roaring the words.

Only then did Tang Ruan leave.

Song Shi'an quickly pressed the call bell, and the doctor came in to examine him.

That blow from Tang Ruan had been almost surgically precise, rubbing salt into Lu Mingyu's originally minor injuries.

His wound had split open and become even more serious.

At this rate, forget about the later wife-chasing crematorium arc—Lu Mingyu would probably enter the crematorium first.

After treating the wound, the doctor gave his instructions. "The wound has split open, so you need to rest quietly for a month. Your leg is injured as well, so move around as little as possible during this period."

Lu Mingyu was truly exhausted, both physically and mentally, by now.

He was even beginning to suspect it.

Tang Ruan was not his female lead, but an assassin sent by his rival!

Fortunately, the car accident had not been serious. After lying in the hospital for two days, Lu Mingyu was discharged.

Because his leg had been injured, he limped when he walked, somewhat undermining his domineering CEO aura.

So he simply recuperated at home.

Lu Mingyu's villa was enormous. Since he did not like having people in his home, aside from the hourly cleaner who came by to clean, he lived there alone.

With such a big house, he was not even afraid of ghosts.

Evil capitalist...

So in the end, Song Shi'an became the housekeeper, waiting on Lu Mingyu...

"Assistant Song, I need to use the bathroom. Come help me over." Lu Mingyu called out to Song Shi'an.

Song Shi'an stopped what he was doing and resigned himself to going over to Lu Mingyu.

Lu Mingyu had injured one leg. He only needed something to lean on in order to stand.

Song Shi'an had him drape one arm over his shoulders and laboriously moved him toward the bathroom.

Lu Mingyu was the male lead, a full six-foot-three, nearly a head taller than him. Supporting his weight was rather difficult.

Why was this villa so huge? Just going to the bathroom took three minutes.

When they reached the bathroom door, Song Shi'an's body suddenly stiffened. He turned his head and looked at Lu Mingyu awkwardly.

[This guy injured his leg and can't stand steadily. He isn't going to make me help him pee, is he?!]

Song Shi'an felt as if ten thousand alpacas were stampeding through his heart. He could barely keep his expression together.

[What do I do? What do I do? If I help a gay guy pee and something happens in the heat of the moment, what then? Would it seem too deliberate if I said I left the gas on at home?]

Lu Mingyu: "..."

Listening to this, his temples throbbed wildly.

After a long moment, he finally squeezed out a sentence through clenched teeth. "I'll do it myself. Wait outside."

Song Shi'an immediately let out a long breath of relief. Thank goodness, thank goodness he did not have to help him pee.

He quickly got Lu Mingyu situated, then retreated outside.

Lu Mingyu merely had difficulty walking because of his leg injury. Sitting on the toilet, he reached out to undo his waistband when he heard the thoughts of the person outside the door.

[Come to think of it, the domineering CEO is being so cautious and won't even let me go in. Could it be that he has some kind of deficiency in that department?]

[No wonder, no wonder there are no women around him. He's probably afraid women will find out and damage his image.]