I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

Chapter 141 Safe House and Male Nanny

After a continuous snowfall, a sunny day finally arrived, and the bright sunlight shone on the fallen snow, making it seem to gleam with a lustrous sheen.

Some students were sitting in a conference room in Building 5 of Area A. The professor at the conference table was giving a lecture using PowerPoint, while the other students were all engrossed in taking notes.

School is about to start, and there are only a few days left in the intensive training, so these few days will mainly consist of some brief summaries.

Qi Na lowered her head and copied notes, her handwriting neat and beautiful, meticulous in every detail.

In just over ten days of training, she had already filled a thick notebook with notes, which was truly astonishing.

"I didn't finish copying that page, did you remember it?"

Qi Na turned to look at Tan Zhuoran and asked in a low voice.

She craned her neck to look at Tan Zhuoran's notebook, and then saw that she had her phone tucked inside and was playing Candy Crush.

Tan Zhuoran looked up at her, his eyes clear and blank. "Huh? Copy what? Did the teacher allow us to copy?"

"..." Qi Na remained silent, then smiled and said, "It's alright, you can continue playing."

"Oh well."

Although Qi Na's grades were more consistent than Tan Zhuoran's, Tan Zhuoran was quick-witted and could occasionally have a burst of energy that propelled her into the top few of the grade, even though she wasn't as diligent in her studies as Qi Na.

Sometimes you have to admit the importance of talent.

However, when it comes to talent, Zina can't help but think of another person.

Her gaze involuntarily drifted to another spot beside her, which was completely empty.

Xie Yan hasn't come for several days. The teacher said she took leave, or maybe it was sick leave.

But if she doesn't come soon, school will start soon, and the training camp will be over soon. No one knows what illness she has, which makes everyone very anxious.

After class, Tan Zhuoran was packing his things when someone gently patted him twice from behind.

"Hey junior, excuse me. I haven't seen Xie Yan from your third year lately. Did she take leave?"

The visitor was a senior in college, slightly chubby and round, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked very approachable.

Tan Zhuoran nodded. "Yes, she's been sick recently and has taken sick leave."

"Oh, that."

The senior student nodded first, then asked, "What kind of illness is it? School is about to start, won't it interfere with the competition? The competition is scheduled for the 22nd."

"Oh, the time has been set?"

"Yes, the official website just posted the notice this morning, and I only just saw it myself, so I'm worried that something might be wrong with her."

Xie Yan is currently one of the favorites to win the championship, and she is very likely to achieve a good ranking this time. Nobody wants anything to go wrong at this crucial moment.

Upon hearing this, Tan Zhuoran quickly replied, "Okay, I'll call her later and ask."

Actually, she had called Xie Yan before to offer her condolences, but she couldn't get through after several attempts, so she had to give up.

As they hurried out of the teaching building, Qi Na followed beside Tan Zhuoran and saw her put her phone to her ear, then take it off after a while.

really.

"Still can't get through."

Tan Zhuoran frowned. "Something's not right. Even if someone is sick, it's impossible for them not to answer the phone or reply to text messages for several days. It's not like they're dead."

Qi Na paused for a moment, "Can you say something nice? But could she have some serious illness? Cancer? Leukemia? Or was she in a car accident? Is she in a vegetative state?"

"...And you, my friend, you are the real living devil."

"…………That's just a reasonable guess."

"No, I'll call my brother and ask."

So Tan Zhuoran immediately called Tan Qing to ask if he had seen Xie Yan recently.

Tan Qing was organizing meeting minutes in her office at that moment, and she was a little puzzled when she heard her younger sister's question.

The last time he saw Xie Yan was at President Shen's birthday party, and he still vividly remembered the scene.

However, I never saw him again after that.

"What's wrong with her? What happened?"

Tan Zhuoran pursed his lips. "I can't really say. She took sick leave, and I couldn't get through to her when I called. We're going to the North City competition together later, so I'm a little worried about her."

"Sick leave? Are you sick?"

Tan Qing pushed the notebook on the table aside, leaned back in her chair, adjusted her glasses, and her eyes darted around. "Did she ask for leave herself? Are you sure it was her?"

Upon hearing this, Tan Zhuoran suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if he had remembered something, "Thank you, my brother! You're so smart, so wise, and so handsome! I want to marry you in my next life! Mwah ...

"...Disgusting, I'm hanging up."

"Hehe, bye-bye!"

After hanging up the phone, Tan Qingcai sighed helplessly.

His younger sister is always so irresponsible; if it weren't for her good brain, she'd probably be messing around somewhere right now.

However, what he just said also made Tan Qing a little concerned, after all, how could a perfectly healthy person suddenly become unreachable?

Thinking of this, Tan Qing got up and went to the door of Shen Yan's office, and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

After receiving the reply, Tan Qing pushed open the door and entered.

The boy behind the large desk had a calm and indifferent demeanor. When he wasn't smiling, his features appeared somewhat cold, and there seemed to be a faint gloom between his brows and eyes, but upon closer inspection, it seemed as if there wasn't one.

Tan Qing wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Xiao Shen's demeanor had changed recently.

He couldn't quite put his finger on it, maybe it was... growing up, maturing?

"Mr. Shen, this is the expansion plan proposal for the West Suburbs factory."

Shen Yan glanced at the documents in front of him, then grunted "Mmm" without looking up. "Just put them there. I'll look at them later."

Just then, the phone on the table suddenly rang. Shen Yan glanced at it and hung up.

Tan Qing, with her sharp eyes, noticed that the name on the screen seemed to be Tan Zhuoran's.

He placed the proposal on the corner of the table but did not leave. Instead, he subtly inquired about Xie Yan.

After all, everyone in the company knows about the relationship between CEO Shen and Xie Yan, so Shen Yan is definitely the one who knows best what's going on with Xie Yan.

As Shen Yan listened, he put down his pen and said calmly, "She was hospitalized recently due to stomach pain, but she will still go to the national competition as usual."

Tan Qing nodded, "It's good that everything is alright. Then I'll head back now, Mr. Shen."

"and many more."

Shen Yan suddenly called out to him, "I don't want my brother to know about Xie Yan's illness. The two of them have no relationship now."

Tan Qing was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Okay, I understand."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly.

Like a robot, Shen Yan didn't eat or rest, quickly and efficiently handling all the day's tasks before leaving get off work early and going home.

He carried freshly bought vegetables and some snacks in his hands, his steps light and hurried as he walked home.

The living room and balcony were combined, and the balcony window faced the sunlight directly. The curtains were mostly drawn to block the sunlight.

On the coffee table sat half a watermelon and an empty milk tea cup. A palace drama was still playing on the TV, and the person on the sofa was fast asleep, wrapped in a thin blanket.

Shen Yan tiptoed over, squatted down beside the sofa, and looked at Xie Yan's sleeping face.

Her long hair was scattered messily on the sofa cushions, her cheeks resting against them, her sleeping features breathtakingly beautiful.

Xie Yan's chest rose and fell gently, her breathing steady, like a meticulously crafted painting, so beautiful it seemed unreal.

Shen Yan reached out in a daze and gently stroked the eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips of the person in front of him with his fingertips, with utmost tenderness.

Xie Yan has long, dark eyelashes that look like two small fans when she closes her eyes, like Sleeping Beauty.

In fact, Shen Yan rarely saw Xie Yan's good expression these past few days; she always had a cold face and never smiled at him.

Xie Yan is a light sleeper; she woke up after being touched on the face a few times.

She suddenly opened her eyes and saw a person squatting in front of her, staring intently at her.

Xie Yan immediately frowned, pulled the blanket up, and covered her face.

This action clearly showed that she didn't want to see Shen Yan.

The boy glanced at the untouched food on the table. "Sister, didn't you eat lunch? I bought some grilled gluten and chicken legs, would you like some?"

The person in front of him, who had wrapped himself up like a silkworm cocoon, remained unmoved, silent, and motionless.

Shen Yan pursed his lips, got up to get his things, and came back. "Tan Zhuoran is very worried about you. I'll give your phone back to you. Can you call her to let her know you're safe?"

His words only made things worse, as Xie Yan sneered, "I wouldn't dare call. Who knows what you've put on your phone again? Besides, what kind of 'I'm safe' message? What if I call and say you won't let me go out?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yan fell silent.

He said in a low voice, "You know perfectly well that I just want you to cut off all contact with him."

A few days ago, they had a disagreement.

Shen Yan became somewhat irrational due to jealousy.

Xie Yan is also stubborn and has a strong temper; she is unwilling to coax Shen Yan even if it's just a matter of trying to appease him.

The current situation is simple: both of them are stubborn. As long as Xie Yan gives in, Shen Yan will not stop her from going out.

But Xie Yan wouldn't budge.

And Shen Yan is no longer the down-on-his-luck boy she could kick out the door with a single slap.

Xie Yan only learned that day that the apartment she was renting actually belonged to Shen Yan, and that he could change the locks at will, and now she needed a password to open the door from the inside.

Shen Yan said that as long as Xie Yan doesn't go looking for his older brother anymore, he will let her go out.

When Xie Yan gets angry, she naturally refuses, and the two immediately clash.

This stalemate continued for several days.

At this moment, Xie Yan sat up from the sofa and looked coldly at Shen Yan, "Fine, give me the phone."

Shen Yan immediately handed it over.

My phone, which I haven't used for several days, still has more than 20% battery left, and I have six or seven missed calls from Tan Zhuoran.

Xie Yan quickly called back.

The call connected quickly, and Tan Zhuoran finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Xie Yan's voice.

"What are you doing?! You scared me to death! I thought you were so sick you couldn't even answer the phone!"

"Sorry, I've been reading at night and catching up on sleep during the day lately, so my biological clock is a bit messed up and I missed the call."

"It's alright, it's good that nothing happened. A senior student said this morning that the national competition is scheduled for March 22nd. Keep an eye on it. I also took pictures of my class notes and sent them to you."

"Okay, thank you."

After exchanging pleasantries on the phone, Xie Yan hung up and then looked at the photos Tan Zhuoran had sent.

Xie Yan really hadn't touched her phone for several days. After looking at it for a while, she went through her contacts and found that Xie Qingyu's number had indeed been deleted.

Shen Yan slowly stood up, and his voice came from above Xie Yan's head, "Sister, get up and eat something."

The person sitting on the sofa remained motionless, as if they hadn't heard anything.

Shen Yan paused for a moment, then turned and went to the kitchen to heat up the dishes.

The system suddenly spoke in my mind, ["You've been lying at home for days, why don't you run around? You know how to pick locks."]

Xie Yan, clutching her long-unused phone, nestled into a corner of the sofa, finding a comfortable position. Her tone was flat. "March is quite dangerous, so staying home is fine. I'll go out when I'm safe. It's quite comfortable having someone take care of me anyway."

The system suddenly realized: [You're hiding in the safe house with a male caregiver, huh? You've gotten yourself caught in another bug.]

Xie Yan: [Hehe]

Before long, Shen Yan brought all the steaming hot dishes to the coffee table. "Eat a little bit, or your stomach will feel uncomfortable."

Xie Yan lifted her eyelids and glanced coolly at the person squatting by the sofa, but still took the small bowl and ate her rice in small bites.

Seeing this, Shen Yan breathed a small sigh of relief.

After a long silence, Shen Yan said in a deep voice, "I won't go to the company anymore. I'll bring all my work home and stay with you, okay?"

"as you like."

Xie Yan finished her meal in a few bites, threw the bowl on the coffee table, and Shen Yan took the bowl and plate back to the kitchen to wash them.

If you ignore his past behavior and only look at him now, he seems like the perfect, devoted boyfriend.

However, Xie Yan now only feels that her heart is extremely cold and hard.

She spent the entire afternoon in the study, not leaving even once, focusing intently on studying the new robotic arm at her workbench.

The memory function of "Little Potato" has been initially trained. The next step is to assemble the body parts. With Xie Yan's current abilities and conditions, it is of course impossible to make it very realistic. She can only make some metal shells and add electronic components to connect them. It would be good enough if it could move according to instructions.

Above the workbench is an extremely bright floor lamp, with wires of varying thicknesses encased in metal casings.

Xie Yan nervously pressed the power button.

The robotic arm suddenly started shaking like a balloon figure during a big sale at a supermarket entrance; it wasn't that it was completely useless, but rather that it was utterly ineffective.

"..."

Xie Yan jumped two meters away, afraid that she would be slapped away by the thing she had created.

Looking at that creaking, ugly thing, Xie Yan felt defeated for the first time in her life.

Switching directly to mechanical engineering is indeed quite difficult.

It's difficult to judge a profession that's completely separate from others.

"Little Potato, turn off the power."

"Okay, power off."

Fortunately, the main control chip was quite obedient; as soon as the words were spoken, the menacing robotic arm slowly stopped.

Xie Yan breathed a sigh of relief and went over to remove the metal casing to begin inspection.

It was nearly midnight when she came out of the study; she had been standing in front of her desk for seven or eight hours.

Xie Yan returned to the bedroom and saw Shen Yan sitting on the edge of the bed typing on his computer, as if he were working.

Xie Yan pretended not to see him and went under the covers.

However, she soon felt the bed beside her sink in, and then a warm body pressed against her.

Shen Yan had just finished showering, his body still warm and damp, and he smelled wonderful.

"Sister, please don't be angry, please don't ignore me."

Xie Yan calmly said, without even opening her eyes, "I'm tired, let's go to sleep."

Shen Yan pursed his lips, looking at Xie Yan's tightly closed eyes, "But you don't even look at me. Do you find me annoying? Didn't you say you liked me?"

Xie Yan closed her eyes, her chest rising and falling slightly, as if she were letting out a silent sigh, without saying a word.

The boy's voice continued to ring out from above, his lips brushing against Xie Yan's forehead as he whispered softly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want this to happen either, but why did you have to go to my older brother? Do you still like him? It's okay, sister, just tell me, I can accept it."

...You can't accept that, can you?

"Sister, open your eyes and look at me. I'm prettier than him."

"..."

Xie Yan was speechless; she never expected Shen Yan to say something so childish.

She suddenly opened her eyes and saw a face magnified several times in front of her.

The boy's slightly long, damp bangs fell over his eyes, his dark, brooding eyes were faintly visible through his hair, his nose was straight, his thin lips were light in color, but his philtrum was full and alluring, making him look exceptionally delicious.

He was wearing a dark blue bathrobe with a wide neckline, revealing his fair neck and chest. Below that were the muscle lines hidden by the clothing, though Xie Yan could not see them at the moment, she knew very well how beautiful his physique was.

Shen Yan and Xie Qingyu have completely different styles of appearance. Xie Qingyu is heroic and domineering, and looks like he is in a high position, while Shen Yan is exquisite and cold, and to the extreme, she is even more so.

At this moment, he was like a fairy, seducing Xie Yan into falling for him.

So Shen Yan is now planning to use a softer approach with her, perhaps by seducing her?

Xie Yan felt nothing; in fact, she almost wanted to laugh.

"Sister, as long as you promise me you'll never see him again, I promise I'll be good and never cause trouble for you again. If you're still angry, you can hit me, you can do whatever you want to me."

Xie Yan chuckled. "You think I wouldn't dare hit you?"

She knew Shen Yan was a master at playing the victim and acting pitiful, so she didn't fall for it. She kicked him and said, "Go to the study and get a few wires."

Shen Yan paused, then obediently got out of bed and went to the study. When he came back, he was carrying several wires of different thicknesses.

He looked a little confused. "I brought it over. What do you need the wire for?"

Xie Yan sat on the edge of the bed and took the heavy wire. She crossed her legs, and a strange expression flashed across her cold and beautiful face. She looked the broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted boy in front of her up and down, and smiled.

The voice was cold.

"Take off your clothes."