She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

In order to leave a deep impression on people who saw it, he deliberately matched it with this dark burgundy tie.

This tie is a new product from a certain brand, and he has never tried such a...bright color before.

Is it really not that good looking when he wears it?

Lu Nanchen lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, and rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt a little, revealing his big, bony hands.

He looked up and glanced at the rearview mirror while pushing up his glasses to confirm that he didn't look ugly in this suit.

Song Zhisheng didn't look back, but he could see the scene reflected in the rearview mirror out of the corner of his eye.

As Lu Nanchen pushed his gold-rimmed glasses with his fingertips, his gaze fixed on the rearview mirror. There was a faint emotion in his eyes, and his every move exuded nobility.

Song Zhisheng only took a glance, then quickly looked away and closed his eyes.

She knew that Lu Nanchen was attractive in appearance, but she didn't expect him to be this attractive?!

Where did Lu Nanchen find such a tie?

For Song Zhisheng, the current Lu Nanchen is like owning a rose manor, where he often leisurely drinks tea in the yard.

After a certain time, he looked at his watch, picked up his suit jacket, and walked out while smiling and telling the housekeeper that he was going to pick up the gentleman who was going to visit his fiancée.

Song Zhisheng used to think that Lu Nanchen’s gentle side was nice but not real, but now he realizes that he was really pretentious in the past.

The face is there, it is handsome no matter what.

Song Zhisheng looked in the direction of Mo Ge's car until the car started and left. She had no choice but to look away and turn her head back.

However, he still didn't look at Lu Nanchen, his eyes fixed on the back of the chair in front of him, motionless.

Only after Song Zhisheng turned his head did he smell a faint scent of men's perfume.

It is a crisp, cool fragrance that slowly lingers around the tip of your nose.

Song Zhisheng swallowed and was even more surprised.

Lu Nanchen actually sprayed perfume?

Song Zhisheng couldn't understand why Lu Nanchen suddenly had such a big change.

Did something happen that she didn't know about?

Xiao Zhi opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat. He sniffed with the tip of his nose while fastening his seat belt and frowned.

After fastening his seat belt, Xiao Zhi sat up straight and glanced at the rearview mirror.

Inside the car, Lu Nanchen looked like he was going on a date.

In contrast, he looked like a professional driver who was taking the two of them to a date.

Xiao Zhi's eyes dimmed slightly, and he glanced at Song Zhisheng, who was a little nervous, and the sense of crisis in his heart rose sharply.

Lu Nanchen, what a good trick.

Xiao Zhi started the car, drove onto the road, and suddenly asked casually.

"It's quite stuffy today, how about opening the window to ventilate?"

As he spoke, he watched Song Zhisheng's expression in the rearview mirror.

Song Zhisheng didn't know what Xiao Zhi was thinking. She only felt the scent of men's perfume in the car surrounding her densely.

She urgently needed fresh air to calm her mind.

"Okay, it's definitely a bit stuffy in the car."

Song Zhisheng said just a few words, but Xiao Zhi seemed to have received some kind of approval and quickly opened the windows of the four seats.

The air outside the car blew in, and the air suddenly became fresh.

Xiao Zhi had a smile on his lips and felt that his breathing became smoother.

That perfume smell is terrible. People should breathe more fresh air.

Xiao Zhi turned the steering wheel and drove towards the place on the beach that specializes in selling seafood.

Lu Nanchen, who was sitting in the back seat and witnessed the whole process, said: "..."

He glanced at Xiao Zhi's back with a slightly cold look in his eyes, and could sense that Xiao Zhi was targeting him.

Lu Nanchen turned his head to glance at Song Zhisheng on the right. Song Zhisheng looked much more relaxed now, and his expression was not as stiff as before.

He looked away, thoughtful.

Could it be that Song Zhisheng's slightly stiff and uncomfortable expression, as well as Xiao Zhi's fearful and secretly targeting behavior, indicate that his outfit today is indeed quite good?

Song Zhisheng likes his face, which is his advantage.

Just like Xiao Zhi said, he and Song Zhisheng had no common topics and their friendship was far from being as good as theirs.

Lu Nanchen was also inspired by Xiao Zhi's words and decided to magnify his own advantages.

It seems that there is some effect now.

Although this behavior is a bit unpresentable, it is not bad for Lu Nanchen, who is already behind the times.

Whatever method works, it’s fine.

Lu Nanchen curled the corners of his lips slightly, sat down with his hands crossed, and thought about how to attract Song Zhisheng's attention next time.

The three of them came to the seafood market.

Lu Nanchen got off the car first.

Song Zhisheng opened the car door and found a small puddle on the ground.

The long skirt she was wearing today might get splashed if she wasn't careful.

They were going to walk towards the direction where Song Zhisheng got off the car, so Lu Nanchen naturally walked around the car and came to Song Zhisheng's side.

Seeing Song Zhisheng was about to get off the car regardless of anything.

He offered his arm, his tone gentle.

"You can hold onto my arm and come over here."

The ground where Lu Nanchen was standing was clean.

When Song Zhisheng saw him stretch out his arm, a subtle emotion arose in his heart.

Isn’t Lu Nanchen a mysophobe?

Song Zhisheng remembered that he hated it most when others had contact with him.

She hesitated: "But you are not..."

After the last warning, Song Zhisheng knew that Lu Nanchen knew that she understood him better.

Now when I speak, I don’t want to hide anything.

Lu Nanchen understood what she meant and spoke considerately before she finished speaking.

"I'm not going to wear a suit jacket, so you can help me come here without worry."

Song Zhisheng pursed his lips and nodded after two or three seconds.

I didn’t expect that Lu Nanchen has learned to be considerate to the female guests.

It's really rare.

She was just about to reach out her hand when Xiao Zhi, who walked around the front of the car and heard Lu Nanchen's words, couldn't help it.

Xiao Zhi smiled and said:

"The weather is gradually getting colder, and no one knows if it will suddenly drop in temperature."

As he spoke, he took three or two steps over and stretched out his arm towards Song Zhisheng with a grin on his face.

"I'll do it."

After Xiao Zhi finished speaking, he turned to look at Lu Nanchen with a smile on his face, but there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"It just so happens that I don't have mysophobia."

Originally, Xiao Zhi was a little bit skeptical that Lu Nanchen might have mysophobia.

After all, when they were at the beach villa, Lu Nanchen would also help with the cleaning, and there was no discomfort on his face.

Even now, in order to help Song Zhisheng get on the next bus, he still had to put a piece of clothing on his arm.

Only then did Xiao Zhi finally confirm that Lu Nanchen, who always avoided contact with others, was not pretending to be aloof, but was really a mysophobe.

Xiao Zhi was wary of this overly outstanding rival in love, but at the same time, he couldn't help but find it a little funny.

A love rival with mysophobia...

Xiao Zhi had begun to doubt whether it was right for him to be so wary of him.

Song Zhisheng looked at the two arms in front of him, thought about it again and again, and still felt that Xiao Zhi was right.

What if the temperature drops overnight? Wouldn’t Lu Nanchen catch a cold?

"Brother Lu, it may get colder at night, so I won't bother you this time."

After Song Zhisheng finished talking to Lu Nanchen, he turned and smiled at Xiao Zhi, helped him across the puddle by his arm, and thanked him.

"Thank you."

Lu Nanchen retracted his outstretched hand, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he looked at Xiao Zhi coldly.