Chapter 95 Frustration and Dilemma

Zhou Zan blushed and slowly recounted the entire process of how they got together.

The day after the photos were restored, Zhou Zan looked preoccupied.

He always seemed lost in thought while eating breakfast, as if he were absent-minded. Zhou Qi put some side dishes on Zhou Zan's plate, but Zhou Zan just stared blankly at the white porridge in front of him with a spoon in hand.

Zhou Qi coughed lightly twice, and seeing that Zhou Zan still hadn't come to his senses, he raised his voice.

"Dad, are you feeling unwell?" Zhou Zan asked, his voice filled with concern.

"Never mind me, what's wrong with you? Why are you spacing out? Is something wrong at work?"

Zhou Zan lowered her head and stirred the white porridge in her bowl with a spoon. "No."

"No? Then why do you look so distracted?" Zhou Qi picked up the handkerchief beside him and wiped the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Zan didn't know how to bring it up, and besides, it was her own private matter.

Seeing that Zhou Zan remained silent for a long time, Zhou Qi became somewhat anxious.

I hope nothing really has happened.

"Zhou Zan, your father isn't an outsider, so you must tell me anything." Zhou Qi felt anxious; his only precious daughter couldn't afford to have anything happen to her.

"Dad, what do you think of Ling Shu?" Zhou Zan's eyes lit up instantly when he mentioned Ling Shu, and he asked with a beaming smile.

Zhou Qi didn't react for a moment.

Why did the conversation suddenly turn to Ling Shu? Is it Ling Shu who's causing Zhou Zan trouble, or is it Ling Shu who's trying to trip Zhou Zan up?

But how could that be? They have absolutely nothing to do with each other at work.

Or is it that you've encountered some emotional problems?
Could it be that Ling Shu interfered?

"My dear daughter, although our company isn't strong enough to go head-to-head with the Ling Group right now, if you want it, your old man will do everything in his power to help you..."

Zhou Qizheng was expressing his concern for Zhou Zan with great enthusiasm, but was interrupted by Zhou Zan.

"Dad, what are you saying? I was just asking you what you think of Ling Shu. What are you talking about?" Zhou Zan said with a hint of reproach.

Honestly, how could you think so badly of Ling Shu?
As someone who had been through similar experiences, Zhou Qi had already gleaned some insights from Zhou Zan's reaction.

It seems she's experiencing the first stirrings of love, and romance is on the horizon.

Zhou Qi thought about it carefully before answering Zhou Zan's question: "Ling Shu is indeed good. He took over Ling's at a young age, and his father was willing to hand over the company to him. It seems that he has great confidence in his work ability."

“When I have tea with your uncles and elders, they often mention him. He is a cautious, upright and selfless person.”

"His looks are definitely top-notch, and his private life isn't messy. As for whether he's a suitable romantic partner, I don't know."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Zan blushed, struck by Zhou Qi's words, "a suitable romantic partner."

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? What love interest?" Zhou Zan's voice trailed off as she spoke, accompanied by a blush spreading across her cheeks.

Seeing the blush on Zhou Zan's face, Zhou Qi already understood.

A young girl's blush can say so much; besides shyness, it can also express endless love.

"Alright, alright, I guess I was just rambling. Some things you just have to fight for or be brave for once, then you won't have so many regrets later." With that, Zhou Qi got up and left the table.

That's all the advice he could offer; there was no point in saying anything more. Besides, he had to go to work.

After having breakfast, Zhou Zan drove to her studio. She still had to finish her manuscript. That dreaded job!

After finishing one drawing, Zhou Zan picked it up and examined it closely. Dissatisfied, he crumpled the paper into a ball and tossed it on the ground. He drew another, but was still dissatisfied. With the third drawing, Zhou Zan remained unsatisfied, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it on the ground.

……

Two hours later, a large number of crumpled paper balls were piled up on the ground.

The assistant, carrying coffee, pushed open the door and saw crumpled pieces of paper scattered on the floor; his brow twitched.

Seriously? So many crumpled pieces of paper?
It seems that Mr. Zhou is not in a good state today.

The assistant placed the coffee on the desk with trembling hands. "Mr. Zhou, coffee."

Zhou Zan rubbed her long hair in frustration, and simply nodded as she listened to her assistant's words.

The assistant was about to turn around and leave when Zhou Zan called him back.

"Xiao Liu, I have something I want to ask you." Zhou Zan picked up her coffee and took a sip, her tone revealing exhaustion.

Xiao Liu paused, quickly going over the tasks he needed to complete in his mind.

The customer who made an appointment yesterday came to pick up her wedding dress, and she hadn't forgotten, so she packed it all up in advance. The meeting room had also been tidied up, and the coffee shop on the second floor had been refilled with coffee.

Why did Zhou Zan call her over now?

"Uh, is there something you need, Mr. Zhou?" Xiao Liu looked down at his toes, not daring to meet Zhou Zan's gaze.

“I have a friend who has a crush on a guy. But she found out that his childhood sweetheart is going back to China soon. Do you think she should tell him how she feels?” Zhou Zan looked at Xiao Liu sincerely.

As soon as Xiao Liu looked up, she met Zhou Zan's gaze. Judging from a girl's intuition, the friend that President Zhou was talking about should be President Zhou himself.

Seeing Zhou Zan's sincere eyes, Xiao Liu coughed lightly twice, pretending to be serious.

“Mr. Zhou, I think since you have feelings for each other, why not give it a try? What if the other person likes you too—oh no, what about your friend?” Xiao Liu said with his signature smile.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Zan also felt that what Xiao Liu said made sense.

"Then, how should I bring it up?" Seeing Xiao Liu's gossipy eyes, Zhou Zan quickly changed her tune, giving off a "protesting too much" vibe. "It's not me, it's my friend. She's never been in a relationship and doesn't know anything about these things." She even laughed awkwardly twice after saying that.

"A formal confession usually requires a bouquet of flowers. You can prepare a bouquet of flowers that your friend's opposite-sex friend likes, dress more formally, and then confess."

"That formality will make the other person feel that you, your friend, value them."

Watching Xiao Liu speak so eloquently, Zhou Zan had a simple plan in mind.

She knew that Ling Shu didn't have a favorite flower, but Ling Shu liked the flower she liked.

The two then chatted briefly about the matter.

Zhou Zan decided that there was no time to lose and went now. It was almost noon, so she could use lunch as an excuse to meet him.

But what if Ling Shu doesn't like her?
What if Ling Shu rejects her?
Zhou Zan had the idea of ​​backing down, but when he thought about what Zhou Qi and Xiao Liu had said, he decided to be brave for once.

What if Ling Shu also likes her? Then it won't be unrequited love, and they can naturally be together.

If she hadn't been brave enough, they might have missed their chance.

Xu Nanzhu's return may not necessarily be for Ling Shu's sake, but what if it is?

Too many thoughts flooded Zhou Zan's mind, leaving her feeling only restless and conflicted.

(End of this chapter)

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