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

Chapter 69 May you find joy and ultimately love.

“Let Jiang Lan investigate this matter.” Lu Zhiyan rubbed the calluses on his fingertips.

Should we send Jiang Lan to investigate?

"Wouldn't this be a waste of talent?" Secretary Li wondered to herself.

"I'll contact Jiang Lan in a bit."

But whatever decision President Lu makes, he has his own reasons, and all he needs to do is follow President Lu's instructions so that he has no worries.

Secretary Li glanced at Lu Zhiyan through the rearview mirror. Lu Zhiyan was looking down at his phone, his thoughts unreadable.

Meanwhile, Zhou Zan had his assistant contact a photo retoucher at a Beijing photo studio that morning to help restore Qin He's old photos.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Zan arrived at the photo studio on time.

When the staff at the photo studio saw Zhou Zanlai, they came forward to greet him.

"Miss Zhou, let me take you to the reception room on the second floor to wait."

Zhou Zan nodded without saying anything and followed behind the staff.

As soon as Zhou Zan sat down, a staff member brought her a glass of water and placed it on the table. "Ms. Zhou, please wait a moment. Sister Han Yi is packing your order."

Zhou Zan was somewhat shocked to hear that Han Yi had packaged the items for her.

Han Yike is the youngest cultural relic restorer at the Wenxiu Academy; asking her to restore photos is already an underutilization of her talents.

How could we dare let her package it herself?

"I don't think she needs to handle the packaging, right? Never mind, take me to see it yourself." Zhou Zan thought for a moment and decided to go and see it herself.

Before the staff could say anything, Han Yi came in carrying the packaged photos in both hands.

"It's all packed." She said, placing the bag she was carrying on the table.

Han Yi, who just turned thirty-two this year, is the youngest restorer at the Wenxiu Academy. She has a bright and elegant appearance, and her beautiful eyes are full of affection.

"Alright, Xiao Liu, you can go out now. I have something to say to Miss Zhou." Han Yi sat down on the sofa with a bright smile.

Xiao Liu nodded, and before leaving, he closed the door, remembering his original intention.

"Ms. Han, thank you for your help this time. I will pay you the appropriate reward."

Seeing Zhou Zan's restrained demeanor, Han Yi waved her hand.

"No need, you're Ling Shu's friend, so you're my friend. Since we're friends, let's not be so formal," Han Yi said with a smile, her eyes full of gentleness.

"By the way, let me remind you, Ling Shu's childhood sweetheart is coming back to China soon."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zan's pupils contracted, and his heart skipped a beat.

Childhood sweetheart returns to China?

But what does this have to do with her?
"What does this have to do with me?" Zhou Zan calmed himself down and gave an unnatural smile.

Han Yi raised an eyebrow. Was she genuinely confused or just pretending?

Her childhood sweetheart returned to China; wasn't her implication obvious enough?

Han Yi bluntly stated, "Ling Shu likes you, right?"

Faced with Han Yi's directness, Zhou Zan appeared somewhat flustered.

Looking at Zhou Zan's expression, Han Yi already knew the answer in her heart.

"Judging from your expression, you have some feelings for him, right? Don't blame me for being nosy, but opportunities don't come every time. If you don't seize this chance, you might not get such a good one next time."

"Besides, a man can only be suspended for a while. If you keep him hanging there, you won't be able to hold the pole properly." Han Yi smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes.

It sounded like it was carrying a hint of warning?

Zhou Zan couldn't quite figure it out.

Meeting Han Yi's gaze, Zhou Zan pursed her lips and tightened her grip on the bag strap.

When Zhou Zan got into the car, he was still somewhat absent-minded.

Honestly, did she really like Ling Shu?
Zhou Zan sat in the car for a long time, struggling with her decision. She didn't know whether she liked it or not.

It's undeniable that Ling Shu is a very considerate person. Zhou Zan felt very relaxed and enjoyed being with him, but is that love?
Zhou Zan didn't think much of it and started the car to leave.

Standing atop the photo studio, Han Yi took in the entire scene. She picked up her phone from the table and called Ling Shu.

The call was answered quickly. "I've fixed the photos. Don't forget to transfer the money to my card."

Ling Shu glanced at the documents and replied in a low voice, "Understood." He then prepared to hang up the phone.

"No, don't hang up yet." Han Yi had clearly figured out Ling Shu's personality.

He held the phone to his ear again. "What's up?"

"Yes, I told Zhou Zan about Xu Nanzhu wanting to come back." Han Yi tucked a stray hair behind her ear and spoke softly.

She just hoped that Ling Shu wouldn't get angry.

Upon hearing this, Ling Shu was taken aback, then leaned back in his chair.

"Why are you telling her all this?" The voice was cold, devoid of any emotion.

As Ling Shu's longtime friend, Han Yi knew that this was a sign that Ling Shu was about to get angry.

"Hey, hey, don't be angry. I'm just reminding you that if she really liked you, you wouldn't be wasting so much time. Wouldn't it be better to get together sooner?" Han Yi said logically.

"Some women, if you don't give them a sense of crisis, they won't have any sense of crisis. Maybe after I said these words today, she will understand."

Hearing that Han Yi's words made some sense, Ling Shu's eyes darkened.

"This will never happen again!"

"Relax, relax." Han Yi said and hung up the phone.

Looking at the man on her phone's home screen, Han Yi sighed softly and changed his image to the phone's default wallpaper.

May you find joy and love.

As for her, it doesn't matter whether she lives or dies.

Looking at the phone that had just been hung up, Ling Shu felt a glimmer of hope. Perhaps, her four-year-long unrequited love would soon have a happy ending.

Ling Shu rarely smiled. Looking at the clouds drifting by outside the window, he felt that today's sunset was different, carrying a unique meaning.

When Zhou Zan returned to the villa with the photos and frames, it was only an hour and a half before Zhou Qi got off work.

She gently placed the bag on the table, carefully took it out, and tore open the packaging.

Wang Ma watched as Zhou Zan hurriedly took the framed photos out of the bag.

"Miss, let me help you." Wang Ma stepped forward, placed the watering can on the table, and asked softly.

Zhou Zan shook her head. "No need, Aunt Wang, you can go about your business."

Wang Ma didn't insist any further, and took the watering can from the table and went out.

Half an hour later, Zhou Zan hung the photos on the wall or placed them on the coffee table. Zhou Zan looked at his "masterpiece" with great satisfaction.

He clapped his hands in satisfaction.

Hearing the sound of a car engine being turned off in the yard, Zhou Zan went to the kitchen and brought out a glass of juice.

Zhou Qi pushed open the door, took off his slippers, and placed his briefcase on the entryway cabinet.

Zhou Zan handed the juice to Zhou Qi, who, noticing Zhou Zan's unusual behavior, became suspicious.

But looking into Zhou Zan's clear and bright eyes, Zhou Qi took the glass and sipped the juice.

The icy-cold juice is refreshing and invigorating, instantly washing away most of the day's fatigue.

Zhou Zan led Zhou Qi to the sofa. At first, Zhou Qi hadn't seen the photos on the wall and coffee table and was chatting with Zhou Zan with a smile.

Zhou Qi's smile froze the moment he saw Qin He's photo hanging on the wall.

So that's what they were waiting for him to do.

"Zhou Zan, didn't I tell you? You're not allowed to hang up your mother's photo, especially not in the living room!" Zhou Qi scolded Zhou Zan reluctantly, but more so with helplessness.

(End of this chapter)