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

After Li Yun said this, her eyes turned red and she looked at Lu Nanchen with heartache and guilt on her face.

"I know you may not want to acknowledge me, but at least...at least give me a chance to make amends. Even if it means asking me to atone unilaterally, I am willing to do so."

Lu Nanchen's face remained cold until Li Yun finished the last half of her sentence, when his expression relaxed a little.

It was no longer so cold, but his eyes still looked unfamiliar when he looked at Li Yun.

"I remember," Lu Nanchen said calmly, looking at Li Yun the whole time. After a pause, he continued, "I have a photo of me when I was a child. I think you have it. I want to see it."

The mother and son reunited, and the child, who had always been cold, suddenly said these things. In everyone's opinion, this proved that there was a possibility of repairing their relationship.

Li Yun should have been ecstatic after hearing this, but her expression froze for a moment and she did not agree to it.

Lu Nanchen waited for several seconds without getting a reply, and when he spoke again, his tone turned cold again:

"Is there something wrong?"

He asked this question first and then continued quickly.

"Is there something wrong with the photo?"

Lu Nanchen stared at Li Yun, his expression gradually becoming cold.

It seemed as if if anything went wrong with the photo, the two of them would no longer have any relationship.

Li Yun was shocked when she saw this, and answered subconsciously:

"No, I put the photos away carefully."

She wanted to change the subject and talk about something else to bring her and her son closer.

But Lu Nanchen didn't give her this opportunity.

"If you find the photos, please contact my assistant and ask him to let me know. I hope to see the photos first when we meet next time."

Having said that, even if Li Yun wanted to continue the conversation shamelessly, she couldn't stay any longer.

She stood up, carrying her bag, and spoke in a tone that sounded like a promise.

"I've been keeping that photo carefully. Next time, let's find a restaurant and have a good chat."

Li Yun pretended to be calm on the surface, but there was a hint of panic in her eyes that could not be concealed.

She didn't dare to say anything about persuading Lu Nanchen to stay away from Song Zhisheng or asking him to quit the show.

If Lu Nanchen didn't say he recognized her, she would be nothing.

Lu Nanchen watched people get off the car and leave, his steps a little hurried, and there was coldness in the depths of his eyes.

Li Yun subconsciously chose to lie.

The only photo left of his childhood had long been torn to pieces by her.

The reason why Lu Nanchen knew so clearly was because he was watching in the corner when Li Yun tore up Jiang Shengyi's photos to make him happy.

There was no misunderstanding, and Li Yun was not wronged.

Li Yun was cutting off all ties with him and using this opportunity to get closer to Jiang Shengyi.

Where could Li Yun find him a photo that had been torn into pieces many years ago?

Lu Nanchen stared at the seat opposite where Li Yun had just sat with deep eyes, and the coldness on his face grew stronger.

This was just a problem he deliberately created for her.

The simplest and most heartbreaking way is to make Li Yun regret and suffer, and indirectly tell her how stupid the decision she thought she would never regret was.

In order to gain wealth and glory, and to win over her stepson, she severed all ties with him.

Now, he regrets his past actions because of his wealth and glory, and tries every possible way to make it up to him.

Just as stupid and greedy as ever.

The feeling of nausea in his stomach became more and more intense, and Lu Nanchen's face was extremely pale at this moment.

The reason why Li Yun on the opposite side didn't notice it was thanks to the warm yellow light inside the car.

Lu Nanchen reached out and took out his special teacup from the business car, poured some hot tea and took a few sips.

While suppressing the nausea in his heart, his cold palms regained a little warmth.

He pushed his glasses, got out of the car and walked to another car not far away.

Song Zhisheng, who was sitting quietly in the employee car waiting for someone, turned his head to look when he saw Director Li's eye signal.

Lu Nanchen just walked to the side of the car, and his eyes were looking at her.

"I want to go over there and talk to you alone." He said gently.

Song Zhisheng glanced at Director Li and found that Director Li was winking at her to get out of the car.

She felt strange, but didn't have time to think about it, so she got up and got out of the car.

She followed Lu Nanchen all the way to the beach, and Lu Nanchen finally stopped and turned to look at her.

Song Zhisheng felt that he had something to say. While waiting for him to speak, he was thinking in his heart that among all people, Lu Nanchen had the strongest aversion to Li Yun.

Last time, Lu Nanchen dodged Li Yun's hand that was about to pull his arm, but this time, in order to stop Li Yun from hitting someone, he took the initiative to hold the other person's arm.

Lu Nanchen has a serious obsession with mysophobia, so he must be feeling very uncomfortable right now.

Song Zhisheng was silent for a moment. After all, Lu Nanchen did this to help her stop Li Yun.

She turned her head to look at Lu Nanchen. When Lu Nanchen walked to the staff car just now, she didn't look closely, but she always felt something was wrong.

Now that I think about it, under the warm yellow light, Lu Nanchen's expression seemed a little abnormal.

It must be because of Li Yun.

Song Zhisheng pursed his lips. He couldn't just do nothing when he knew that Lu Nanchen was upset.

She reached out and took out the small package of wet wipes that she had stuffed into her pocket for some reason when she got off the car, and handed it to Lu Nanchen.

"Do you need to wipe your hands?"

Lu Nanchen thought about it for a long time, but didn't know where to start.

The rich vocabulary in my mind became blank at this moment.

It was not until Song Zhisheng handed him a pack of tissues and spoke to him with concern, his eyes open and his tone carefully considered, that he finally understood.

He had so many thoughts in his mind that he couldn't say them out loud because he was afraid that Song Zhisheng would blame him for Li Yun's matter.

He didn't want to create a rift with Song Zhisheng.

Lu Nanchen stood there for a few seconds before reaching out to take the wet wipes handed to him by Song Zhisheng. The gentle expression he had deliberately put on his face disappeared.

He opened his mouth and said, "Sorry..."

Once the words are spoken, the rest will be easy to say.

Lu Nanchen lowered his gaze to meet Song Zhisheng's, and continued with a serious expression, "I'm sorry that Li Yun said that to you because of me."

Lu Nanchen has never said such words to anyone since he grew up.

But he likes Song Zhisheng, and he does feel guilty for involving Song Zhisheng in his personal affairs.

He should indeed apologize, even if he didn't want to be associated with what Li Yun did.

When Song Zhisheng heard Lu Nanchen's words, he didn't laugh and say anything like it didn't matter.

She looked at Lu Nanchen seriously and asked softly:

"Lu Nanchen, do you recognize Li Yun? Do you agree to return to your previous relationship with her?"

Lu Nanchen felt some subtle emotions in his heart. This was the first time that Song Zhisheng called his name so seriously.

His eyes trembled slightly, and of course he would not recognize Li Yun.

In his heart, his mother was already dead.

But he didn't know how to tell Song Zhisheng these words that seemed extremely cold-blooded to outsiders.

He didn't say anything, but Song Zhisheng seemed to know what he was thinking. He stared at him with an unprecedentedly serious tone.

"If you don't recognize her, there's no need to apologize to me on behalf of a stranger."