Lu Shao is cunning; Miss Nan has fallen for his tricks again.

Chapter 47 See you next Friday
The alarm rang; it was already six o'clock.

Zhou Zan looked up at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, wearily pinched the bridge of her nose, and then stretched.

Zhou Zan was starving, so she picked up her phone from the table and ordered takeout.

It was almost 6:30 when the food delivery arrived. She had arranged to meet Ling Shu at the movie theater entrance at 6:50.

Fortunately, her studio is very close to the movie theater, only about a ten-minute walk away.

Zhou Zan opened the takeout and finished eating quickly.

At 6:40, Zhou Zan carried her bag downstairs and locked the studio door.

The journey wasn't far, so she didn't need to drive; she could just treat it as a post-meal stroll to digest.

Just a short while after I left, Ling Shu called, "Hey, where are you?"

"We're almost there, in about three minutes," Zhou Zan said, looking at the shopping mall not far away.

"What flavor of popcorn do you want? Caramel or cream?" Ling Shu asked, looking at the popcorn displayed at the entrance of the movie theater.

"Cream, please. And I'll have a large iced cola." Zhou Zan's meal was a bit salty.

"Okay, got it. Call me when you get there." Ling Shu went to buy popcorn and iced cola.

Zhou Zan hung up the phone and stepped into the elevator.

Because it's the weekend, there are an unusually large number of people in the mall today.

It took Zhou Zan quite a while to arrive at the movie theater entrance.

Ling Shu looked up and saw Zhou Zan's figure without realizing it.

This outfit was very similar to what she wore at the bar last time, except that this time she wore a low-cut top and super short leather shorts, with a black thin trench coat over it.

Her curly hair looked like it had been done recently, and her innocent face was covered in heavy makeup.

She looks nothing like she used to be.

But what does it matter?
He only ever loved Zhou Zan.

It's not just Zhou Zan's face, nor is it just Zhou Zan's innocence.

Ling Shu walked towards Zhou Zan, carrying two cups of cola in one hand and popcorn in the other.

Zhou Zan had already opened her contacts. Ling Shu stood a step away from Zhou Zan, smiling as he asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Zan looked up and saw that the person in front of her was Ling Shu. She smiled and put her phone into her bag.

"Nothing, I was just about to call you."

Zhou Zan was extremely thirsty, so he took a cup of cola directly from the one Ling Shu was carrying.

The cool, refreshing cola neutralized the saltiness in my mouth.

Ling Shu tried to stop him, but it was too late. He wanted to tell Zhou Zan that his cup was small and Zhou Zan's was large.

He watched Zhou Zan drink half a glass of cola without saying anything more.

"What movie to watch?"

"What do you want to see?" Ling Shu and Zhou Zan walked up to the automatic ticket machine.

Zhou Zan glanced around a few times. She wanted to see "Twelve Letters to a Friend" today, but the tickets were almost sold out.

The few remaining spots aren't good locations either; they're all in the corners and edges.

It's either that the view is poor or there are obstructions.

Zhou Zan said with some regret, "I wanted to see 'Twelve Letters to a Friend,' but it seems there aren't any good seats left."

"You'll get it if you want to see it." Ling Shu gestured for Zhou Zan to hold the popcorn for him.

Zhou Zan took the popcorn with suspicion, while Ling Shu took out his phone and entered the ticket information at the automatic ticket machine next to him.

Two movie tickets came out of the ticket counter, and Ling Shu waved them in his hand to show Zhou Zan.

"I booked them a while ago. I didn't know what you liked, so I bought tickets for the 7 p.m. showing today."

Zhou Zan looked as if he knew everything.

Soon, the movie screenings began.

Sure enough, the seat they chose was the one Zhou Zan often sat in when watching movies.

The movie ended at 8:30.

Zhou Zan came out of the movie theater with red eyes.

"Twelve Letters to a Friend" is a youth campus drama set in the late 1990s, when mobile phones were not yet widespread.

The female protagonist had several close friends in high school and college.

There were both boys and girls, and they made a pact that if anyone had any difficulties, they could write a letter to tell the other person.

The female protagonist married her college sweetheart when she was 24 years old. After marriage, her boyfriend indulged in all sorts of vices, including drinking, gambling, and whoring.

Both sets of parents were swindled out of their savings within two years.

Later, her boyfriend became addicted to drugs, and when the woman found out, she wanted a divorce. At that time, she was pregnant.

But she didn't want her life to be tied to an addict, so she insisted on a divorce. Her boyfriend, knowing this, tried everything to get her addicted to drugs too. The woman refused to give in to this fate, but her five-month-old baby couldn't take it, and she was also suffering greatly.

Having no other choice, she wrote letters to twelve of her friends.

She waited twelve days without a reply; she waited another twelve weeks, and still received no reply.

She couldn't wait any longer; even if the child was born, it would die from the addiction.

In her despair, she jumped from the twelfth floor.

The day after her death, letters from twelve friends were left in the mailbox by her door.

But she could never see it again.

Ling Shu took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Zan, saying, "Don't cry."

Zhou Zan looked at Ling Shu with red eyes, but Ling Shu looked away.

He couldn't stand Zhou Zan's pitiful appearance.

"Alright, stop crying. I'll take you home." Ling Shu looked down at Zhou Zan.

Zhou Zan wiped her nose, her voice trembling with tears, "No need, I'm driving."

Ling Shu made a mistake; Zhou Zan rarely drives.

"Then, I'll take you downstairs."

Zhou Zan finished the last sip of his cola and threw the empty bottle into the trash can. "Okay."

The next day, at ten o'clock. Lu Zhiyan drove Nan Xu and Sang Tingwan to the airport.

When they arrived outside the residential area, Sang Tingwan was already waiting on the curb with her suitcase.

Lu Zhiyan parked the car on the side of the road, and Nan Xu opened the car door and got out to help Sang Tingwan put her suitcase into the trunk.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the airport. As soon as Lu Zhiyan pulled the handbrake, he stared intently at Nan Xu.

Nan Xu looked at Lu Zhiyan, her lips twitched, and turned to Sang Tingwan, saying, "Tingwan, you go in first. I have something to say to my boyfriend."

Sang Tingwan very tactfully opened the car door and got out.

She'd been a third wheel for half an hour already; whenever there was a red light or traffic jam, Lu Zhiyan's eyes were glued to Nan Xu.

She was sitting in the back, so she could see it more clearly.

She's already been hit hard multiple times.

Nan Xu was amused by the sight of Sang Tingwan, who was looking down and rushing into the airport with her suitcase as if she were escaping.

Turning back, Lu Zhiyan still kept staring at Nan Xu.

Nan Xu clicked her tongue and hooked Lu Zhiyan's chin with her left hand.

He looked like a dashing young man from ancient times.

Lu Zhiyan obediently raised his head.

"Why are you staring at me like that? I'm not going to be able to favor you today." Nan Xu leaned back in her chair, raising an eyebrow. She perfectly embodied the essence of flirtatiousness.

Lu Zhiyan played along with her for a while, and when he saw that it was almost time, Nan Xu prepared to get off the bus.

Lu Zhiyan leaned in and kissed Nan Xu's lips, only letting go after a long while.

He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, still seemingly unsatisfied.

"I'll come see you next Friday night." Lu Zhiyan's fingers caressed Nan Xu's lips.

Yaocheng is more than 2,000 kilometers away from Beijing, and it takes three or four hours to fly there.

"Your company is so busy, why don't you take a couple of days off? You should just stay home and rest properly," Nan Xu refused.

Before they got together, Lu Zhiyan was a notorious workaholic. Even after they got together, he didn't take many breaks.

However, he manages the entire Lu family business, and he still has to go back to attend meetings or social engagements from time to time on weekends.

It's not worth the trouble for her.

Lu Zhiyan was a little annoyed by the rejection and lightly pressed on Nan Xu's bitten lip.

Nan Xu looked at Lu Zhiyan with pain, while Lu Zhiyan raised his eyebrows smugly.

A wicked idea instantly popped into Nanxu's mind.

She licked Lu Zhiyan's fingertip with the tip of her tongue, then looked at Lu Zhiyan with a seductive and dreamy gaze.

Lu Zhiyan lowered his deep eyes and looked at Nan Xu, gritting his teeth as he said, "I can make you cry in just half an hour."

Nan Xu gently removed Lu Zhiyan's hand from her lips and whispered in his ear, "Instead of making me cry for half an hour, I'd rather cry all night next Friday."

Lu Zhiyan placed his hand on Nan Xu's waist. "You said you'd leave the door open for me next Friday night."

"Okay." Nan Xu kissed Lu Zhiyan on the cheek.

Then, after getting out of the car and picking up his suitcase, he even winked at Lu Zhiyan at the airport entrance.

(End of this chapter)