Having been reborn, why would he be afraid of Mr. Gu, who still has a white moonlight?

On Monday, Song Wanwan went to work at Rongli Capital. As soon as she entered the office, she saw a small pot of four-leaf clovers on her desk. The green leaves looked very vibrant.

There was a small card under the basin.

May you encounter unexpected little moments of luck, just like finding a four-leaf clover!

The font is strong and powerful, and there is a hand-drawn four-leaf clover in the upper right corner, with four heart-shaped leaves that are lifelike.

Song Wanwan smiled knowingly. The gift was unsigned, so she didn't know who had sent it.

She glanced at the card again; there were no markings on the front or back, so she couldn't tell who had sent it.

But Song Wanwan noticed a faint fragrance. She brought the card close to her nose and took a deep breath.

A faint, refreshing, and unique woody scent wafted to her nose. She felt a sense of familiarity, as if she had smelled it somewhere before.

It sniffed it again, using its dog nose to its advantage.

I finally remembered where I smelled it before.

She narrowed her eyes, finding it a bit unbelievable. Could it really have been sent by that person?!

But Song Wanwan did smell this fragrance on Tang Yunsheng and in his car; it was a very unique woody scent.

She held the card thoughtfully. Since she hadn't left her name, she didn't want her to know. But what should she do?

Song Wanwan casually took a picture of the four-leaf clover and the card together and posted it on her WeChat Moments.

[Thank you for the four-leaf clover! Answer the question on the card correctly, and I'll treat you to dinner!]

As soon as Song Wanwan posted on her WeChat Moments, she put her phone on her desk, took her laptop to the meeting room, and began her weekly meeting.

As soon as the meeting ended, Jian Xuyan followed her back to the office with a gossipy attitude. "Junior sister, did you offer a reward for a meal on your WeChat Moments?"

Song Wanwan said, both amused and exasperated, "Yeah, is Senior Brother going to spill the beans? Do you know who sent it?"

Jian Xuyan said meaningfully, "I don't know who sent it, but I know who knows?"

Song Wanwan was intrigued by Jian Xuyan's words and asked with a curious look, "Who knows?"

Jian Xuyan said frankly, "A quick check of the surveillance footage will tell you, but I suspect that since this person was able to deliver the item so openly, they must know that you can figure out who sent it from the smallest clues. So your reward is a bit pointed!"

Song Wanwan was truly impressed by Jian Xuyan's imagination. "Senior brother, you are truly a Sherlock Holmes whose talents were wasted on investing."

Jian Xuyan asked in surprise, "So you knew who sent it and deliberately offered a reward?"

Song Wanwan calmly said, "I'm not too sure either. It's not a good idea to ask directly. Let's see if he comes forward to acknowledge me."

Jian Xuyan's eyes lit up. "Junior sister, you're so naughty! You just want to invite someone to dinner, why make it so romantic? It wasn't a gift from Gu Tingzhou, was it?"

Song Wanwan's smile froze instantly. Jian Xuyan was her senior, her direct superior, and someone who knew quite a bit about her relationship with Gu Tingzhou.

In order to better carry out her work in the future, and also to avoid awkwardness when she meets Gu Tingzhou in the future, she felt that she should say goodbye to Jian Xuyan.

Song Wanwan said with a serious expression, "Senior brother, there's something I want to tell you."

Jian Xuyan looked at Song Wanwan's expression, paused for a moment, and said, "It feels a bit frightening, but if Senior Brother can handle it, what do you say?"

Song Wanwan said solemnly, "I've already divorced Gu Tingzhou, so... you understand?"

Jian Xuyan stared blankly at Song Wanwan for at least half a minute. Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, he stood up from his chair and walked around the office twice.

"You really divorced Gu Tingzhou?"

Jian Xuyan still asked incredulously.

Song Wanwan nodded seriously, receiving her affirmative answer.

Jian Xuyan didn't ask anything, and said calmly, "Senior brother knows. I used to ship you and Gu Tingzhou, so how did you get divorced?"

"I need to digest this properly!"

"I'm leaving now. I won't mention Gu Tingzhou in front of you again."

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Song Wanwan said gratefully, "Thank you, senior brother. Take care."

Jian Xuyan took one last look at Song Wanwan before leaving the office.

Song Wanwan had arranged to have lunch with Chu Lin and her husband. She finished up some work and made a reservation at the restaurant.

After sending the address to Chu Lin, I drove to the restaurant we had arranged to meet.

When she arrived at the agreed-upon Chinese restaurant, she was led into a private room by a waiter.

Chu Lin and her husband hadn't arrived yet, so she took out her phone and scrolled through the five graduate student groups led by Professor Chen, answering some of the questions they had listed.

These were all common problems that people encounter when they first start working on a research project, and Song Wanwan easily pointed them in the right direction.

After replying, she prepared to put her phone away when she saw comments on her WeChat Moments. She clicked on them and saw that they were all replies to her Moments post from that morning.

Song Wanwan glanced at them; they were mostly inquiries, and some were her own creations.

One message caught Song Wanwan's attention. It was exactly the same as the message on the card, but the WeChat name was Chen Yang's work WeChat and Tang Yunsheng's special assistant.

Song Wanwan felt she was about 80% sure who sent it, but now she was a little confused.

She could only send Chen Yang a private message.

[Assistant Chen, are you in Beijing?]

It took several minutes for WeChat to reply.

No, I'm currently on a business trip in F country. I might come to Beijing in a couple of days. Is there anything you need, Team Leader Song?

Upon seeing the reply, Song Wanwan frowned. Was it just a coincidence, or had she made a mistake?

"Oh! I have some work-related matters to report. Since you're coming to Beijing in a couple of days, let's talk about it when we meet."

Okay, sure!

Song Wanwan exited the chat and browsed Chen Yang's Moments. There was a photo of a French airport, confirming that he was indeed on a business trip in France.

She suddenly found herself a little funny, and became curious about who had given her the four-leaf clover. Thinking about it, she realized it must have been from the Snail Fairy.

"I'm sorry, Sister Wanwan, there was some traffic on the way, which caused a few minutes of delay."

Song Wanwan looked up and saw a man and a woman standing at the door of the private room.

She looked at the person who spoke with some surprise, as he was quite different from the sweet and well-behaved Chu Lin she remembered.

The person in front of me looked tired; he had very dark circles under his eyes and his complexion wasn't good.

In just a moment, Song Wanwan smiled and said, "Little Linzi, it's been a long time. Come and sit down."

Chu Lin said shyly, "Sister Wanwan, this is my husband, Song Siming. He's from the same clan as you."

As he spoke, Song Siming extended his hand in a very gentlemanly manner: "Hello, Miss Song, I often hear Chu Lin mention you."

Song Wanwan squeezed her hand lightly and casually said, "What does she say about me? She doesn't say I made her memorize formulas, does she?"