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

"Just because we're related by blood doesn't stop you from treating her like a stranger."

This was the first time Lu Nanchen heard such a statement.

In the past, most people would tell him that even if bones are broken, tendons are still connected, and no matter what his parents did, they are still a family.

Song Zhisheng was the first to tell him this.

Lu Nanchen's eyes flickered slightly, and he agreed with this statement in his heart, but...

"But you do need an apology."

Even though Lu Nanchen didn't want to have anything to do with Li Yun, and was even more unwilling to apologize on Li Yun's behalf, Song Zhisheng was not someone else.

He was used to being cautious and didn't want Song Zhisheng's opinion of him to be affected by this matter.

To put it bluntly, he was still worried that if he severed his relationship with Li Yun too clearly, Song Zhisheng would think he was cold-blooded.

Even if he really apologized because of self-blame, Lu Nanchen's cautious thinking did not break.

He was suspicious and sensitive. If his previous apology was sincere, then when he said Song Zhisheng needed an apology, it carried a hint of testing and confirmation.

He wanted to confirm that Song Zhisheng really thought so and was not just saying it casually.

Song Zhisheng didn't know what Lu Nanchen was thinking.

The moment she heard Lu Nanchen's words, she immediately thought of an answer in her mind.

"Even if I do need an apology, it should be Li Yun who should apologize to me, not you."

"From my perspective, it was Li Yun who verbally abused me, and you were the one who suddenly came out to stop her and helped me."

When Song Zhisheng said this, as if he felt that he had expressed himself clearly, he suddenly smiled and said to Lu Nanchen.

"In that case, I should be thanking you."

Song Zhisheng's eyes curved with a smile, and his voice was extremely light when he said this.

She and Lu Nanchen had the same experience of being abandoned, but she was much luckier than him.

She has a father, an aunt, uncles and aunts from her hometown, and many people love her.

She understood Lu Nanchen's desire to completely break up with Li Yun, and she also knew that Lu Nanchen resented Li Yun for abandoning him.

But from a friend's perspective, she hopes that Lu Nanchen can be happier whether he seeks revenge or not.

She had to let Lu Nanchen know that what Li Yun did had nothing to do with him.

In her heart, Li Yun and Lu Nanchen are two separate and unconnected people.

She hopes that one day, Lu Nanchen will smile because he is truly happy.

"Hurry up and wipe your hands. It's so late. We should go back."

Song Zhisheng looked at the wet wipes in Lu Nanchen's hand and urged him.

Lu Nanchen listened to her, holding the pack of tissues in his hand but not moving.

The strong feeling of nausea in my heart miraculously disappeared for the most part, and my mood became unusually calm.

The temperature in the country is gradually getting colder, and even the beach at this stop has been affected. The wind blowing in our faces is no longer as warm as it was in the past two days.

Lu Nanchen looked past Song Zhisheng at the dark sea and could hear his own clear and strong heartbeat.

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering his trembling pupils, as if he was afraid that others would notice his emotional changes.

Why did he think before that he would never fall in love with Song Zhisheng?

After a while, when Song Zhisheng looked at him in confusion and wanted to ask him what was wrong, he spoke.

"Let's go back."

Song Zhisheng looked at him, or to be more precise, at his hand, with a questioning look.

In front of Song Zhisheng, Lu Nanchen put the tissue into his pocket very naturally and said calmly:

"I'll need to wash up and rest when I get home soon, and I'll use it later if I need it."

Song Zhisheng nodded in understanding and didn't ask any more questions, thinking that he might not be feeling as nauseous and uncomfortable as before.

The two returned to the villa together. Song Zhisheng pushed open the door and walked in.

Suddenly I realized that Lu Nanchen didn't follow me.

She turned her head and saw that Lu Nanchen was still standing outside the door.

Seeing her turn her head to look over, Lu Nanchen smiled and said, "I suddenly remembered that I have a phone call to make. I have to go find Director Li."

Song Zhisheng nodded blankly, feeling that he had an illusion.

Why did she feel that Lu Nanchen's smile was more genuine?

Only after she nodded did Lu Nanchen turn and leave.

Meng Changyao heard the noise at the door, turned her head and looked over. After seeing Song Zhisheng coming back, she immediately stood up and walked over.

When I looked out the door, I saw Lu Nanchen walking out.

"Did you and Brother Lu come back together?"

When these words were spoken, it seemed that only Song Zhisheng was listening, but in fact, all the male guests in the room looked over here, paying attention to Song Zhisheng's answer.

Song Zhisheng retracted his gaze and replied calmly, "Yes, we came back together, but he suddenly remembered that he had something else to do, so he didn't go into the house."

Fu Linxing's face immediately turned sour. He had been out for so long, who knew what kind of kindness Lu Nanchen had shown him.

The more I guess, the more unhappy I feel.

Xiao Zhiwei frowned, thought for a moment, then stood up. Without going near Song Zhisheng, he went to the kitchen and quickly cut a plate of fruit.

Carry the fruit and put it on the table in the living room.

After Song Zhisheng and the other man came over and sat down on the sofa, he spoke:

"I cut up some fruit, everyone have some."

Xiao Zhi was talking to everyone, but he kept an eye on Song Zhisheng out of the corner of his eye.

Song Zhisheng didn't notice anything at all. He reached out, picked up a piece of apple with a toothpick and took a bite.

Although Xiao Zhi was dissatisfied with Lu Nanchen's behavior of approaching Song Zhisheng, he was only dissatisfied with Lu Nanchen, his love rival.

He couldn't be more attentive to Song Zhisheng.

Only after seeing Song Zhisheng eating fruit did he look away.

Meng Changyao happened to see his little action, and the smile on her face couldn't help but deepen for a moment.

Song Zhisheng ate a few pieces of fruit and felt a little bored because he couldn't reach his phone.

"Are there any multiplayer games we can play?"

She shook Meng Changyao and Ji Ning's arms boredly: "Let's find something to kill time."

Fu Linxing's mouth was faster than his brain, and he said the moment he heard this:

"I remember there was a box of flying chess in the drawer, but it can only be played by four people."

Fu Linxing glanced at Xiao Zhi who was sitting on the sofa on the other side. Kick this guy out, and then they can play after removing one more person.

Xiao Zhi felt Fu Linxing's directed gaze and looked over, his eyes full of hostility.

If Song Zhisheng said he wanted to play this game, then he would definitely play it.

Anyway, he would never leave all the opportunities to his rival.

Song Zhisheng glanced at Fu Linxing. It was a flying chess game for four people, and there were so many of them that they couldn't play it.

"How about this, if anyone doesn't want to play this game, just raise your hand. If everyone doesn't want to play, let's just play the simplest game of rock-paper-scissors. The first two people to lose won't participate in the first round."

"Similarly, in each round, the two players who are at the end of the game must give the next round to others."

As soon as Song Zhisheng finished speaking, Fu Linxing took out the flying chess and said without hesitation:

"This arrangement is the fairest, I agree."

Seeing that no one else objected, Song Zhisheng continued, "Now, those who don't want to play can raise their hands."

Xiao Zhi glanced at Mo Jinyan and subconsciously thought that the other party, with such a cold personality, would definitely not play any games with them.

As a result, Mo Jinyan sat quietly on the sofa without any movement.

Seeing that no one raised their hands, Fu Linxing said excitedly, "Come on, come on, if no one wants to play, let's just play rock-paper-scissors."

Xiao Zhi withdrew his gaze and reached out his hand, feeling that something was not right.