Film and TV: Starting from childhood, I will give up Zhong Yi

Chapter 339 Obedient Jiang Nansun, How about we give it a try?
As dawn broke, the room still held the lingering scent of the previous night.

The two had been too intimate last night, and even though Zhu Suosuo mostly lay down and occasionally changed to a kneeling position, she inevitably expended some energy and was now sleeping soundly.

She curled up beside Lin Yuan, wearing a loose T-shirt that barely covered her upper thighs. One arm was draped over Lin Yuan's waist, and the other leg was gently hooked around his knee.

It was the weekend, and Lin Yuan woke up early, not intending to wake Zhu Suosuo.

Driven by pure instinct, he reached out and gently touched Zhu Suosuo's body a couple of times.

Zhu Suosuo parted her red lips slightly, letting out a soft hum, barely audible. She rubbed her eyes, sat up, and casually smoothed her slightly disheveled hair. Looking at Lin Yuan, who was getting dressed, she asked softly, "Are you going out?"

Lin Yuan touched her cheek: "Okay, you can continue sleeping."

"I'll go with you." Zhu Suosuo was a little uneasy, thinking to herself that if Lin Yuan left, she might stay here alone and offend him if she stayed too long.

Lin Yuan said gently, "There's no need to be so cautious, it's still early."

A warm feeling rose in Zhu Suosuo's heart, and she responded softly.

Lin Yuan gently stroked her fluffy hair: "I'll trim this part for you next time."

Zhu Suosuo blushed instantly, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she buried her face in her T-shirt collar.

Lin Yuan got dressed and walked out, and Zhu Suosuo followed him barefoot, her two fair legs stepping on the slightly cool floor as she silently followed.

Lin Yuan was brushing his teeth at the sink, while Zhu Suosuo leaned against the door frame and watched quietly.

Occasionally, his foamy fingertips would lightly brush against her, causing Zhu Suosuo to feel a ticklish sensation and let out a shy laugh.

After the two ate some milk and bread, Lin Yuan left the house.

Hearing Lin Yuan close the door, Zhu Suosuo slowly returned to her room, snuggled into the still-warm quilt, brushed her nose against the soft pillow, and let out a satisfied sigh.

……

Jiang Nansun left early with her bag slung over her shoulder. As soon as she got downstairs, she saw a red Ferrari parked at the entrance.

Lin Yuan rested his elbow on the car window, watching Jiang Nansun with a leisurely air and a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Jiang Nansun looked slightly embarrassed. She and Lin Yuan had agreed to leave at nine o'clock, and it was only a little past eight o'clock now.

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow and yawned lazily: "Going out so early, did you go to buy me breakfast?"

"I don't have money to buy you breakfast."

The fact that Jiang Pengfei had stopped the money in her bank card was all thanks to Lin Yuan's instigation. If it weren't for the money she still had in her account, she wouldn't know how she would live.

Jiang Nansun glared at Lin Yuan with a slightly coquettish and reproachful look, which actually made her look quite cute.

Lin Yuan joked, "I'm not as precious as you. Two steamed buns are enough to feed me."

There wasn't a single steamed bun.

Jiang Nansun retorted verbally, but in his heart he was thinking, "If there's a free car, might as well take advantage of it."

She walked around to the other side of the car, opened the door, sat in the passenger seat, crossed her arms, and turned to look out the window with an air of arrogance.

"It's true what they say, 'A little kindness is appreciated, but too much kindness breeds resentment.' Lin Yuan reached out and gently pinched her delicate chin, turning her pretty face towards him. 'I gave you a ride to Songjiang on my way, and yesterday I kindly resolved your argument with your father, getting him to agree to your relationship with Zhang Anren. Instead of thanking me, you're resenting me?'"

Jiang Nansun slapped his hand away, her pretty face full of anger and a hint of grievance: "Is that what you mean by being kind? If you want to persuade my dad, there are plenty of ways. Why do you have to cancel my bank card?"

"How come I didn't know I was so awesome?" Lin Yuan chuckled, then changed the subject, "Judging from your words, you don't seem very confident. If Huan Shaojun could do it in ancient times, why can't you, Jiang Nansun? Or is it that you'd rather live a comfortable and affluent life than be with Zhang Anren?"

Jiang Nansun retorted angrily, "If you had no money left, would you be so confident?"

Lin Yuan replied confidently, "Of course. I never lack the courage to start over and make a comeback. Even if I went to the streets to perform, I could easily earn enough to cover your expenses for a month."

The confidence in his words made Jiang Nansun glance at him sideways, but he still retorted, "You're bragging."

Lin Yuan did not refute him, because he was indeed boasting about himself.

"Since you saw my car early and didn't want me to wait any longer, I'll teach you a trick."

Lin Yuan grasped her left hand, its texture smooth and soft to the touch. He held it up to his face, glanced at the watch on her wrist, and said, "Your right hand."

Caught off guard, Jiang Nansun thought to himself that he hadn't actually seen Lin Yuan get out of his car; he had intended to leave early and make Lin Yuan wait in vain. Who knew Lin Yuan would arrive so early?

"What?" she asked warily.

"Stretch it out."

Jiang Nansun handed over her right hand as instructed. Lin Yuan turned her hand over and his gaze fell on the exquisite bracelet on her wrist.

"What exactly are you doing?" Jiang Nansun snorted again.

Do you know the story of Zhuo Wenjun?

"Of course I know. I wish to find one heart to love, and stay together until our hair turns white."

Lin Yuan nodded slightly in agreement: "She is the daughter of a wealthy merchant. After eloping with Sima Xiangru, she learned that Sima Xiangru's family was poor, so she pawned all the jewelry she carried with her. The ones you have should be able to get some money too. Is this a good idea?"

"thank you!"

Jiang Nansun withdrew his right hand in annoyance.

After Lin Yuan had gotten his fill of the advantage, he started the car.

Jiang Nansun suddenly remembered something and asked, "Why did you send the picture of me sleeping to Suo Suo yesterday?"

If Zhu Suosuo hadn't told her, she wouldn't have known that Lin Yuan had secretly taken a picture of her sleeping.

"Otherwise, who should I send it to? We don't have any other mutual friends, so I can't just send it to your dad, can I?"

"That's not what I meant. Why were you taking pictures secretly?"

"What do you mean by taking pictures secretly? I was just recording my life. I didn't try to make you look bad or tease you. I was driving and you were sleeping next to me. I just took a few pictures of you, and that's already quite generous."

"You took more than one photo?"

"Only seven or eight, don't worry, I have plenty of memory."

"Where did you get the idea that I was worried about your phone's memory?" Jiang Nansun rolled her eyes. "Send me all the photos you took, I want to see them."

To be honest, the photo Lin Yuan took was really beautiful. She had already asked Zhu Suosuo to forward it to her, and she wanted to see the rest of the photos Lin Yuan had taken.

Lin Yuan bent his knuckles and tapped her forehead. "Why do I feel so annoyed by that commanding tone? Do you want another spanking?"

Jiang Nansun blushed slightly and said with dissatisfaction, "Who ordered you to do this? I've always used this tone." Lin Yuan said, "I don't care about others, but you can't use this tone when you talk to me. I'm not your babysitter."

"But you're not my elder, so why... why did you spank me?" Jiang Nansun's voice trailed off as she retorted, her ears turning red.

A mischievous glint flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes: "I call your dad Brother Jiang, so it's only right that I discipline you on his behalf. I wouldn't mind if you called me Uncle."

Jiang Nansun turned his face away and looked out the window: "Who wants to call you uncle? You're just trying to take advantage of me."

Lin Yuan gripped the steering wheel with one hand, turned his head to look at her pouting profile, and his smile deepened. He changed the subject: "Hey, let me ask you something. You're interning at the hotel, and Professor Dong hasn't been paying you, has he?"

Jiang Nansun was about to blurt out "Of course not," but the word "of course" stuck in her throat. What if Lin Yuan really stopped the car and gave her a couple of slaps on the butt?
To be fair, although she had some opinions about Lin Yuan's actions, she also thought that Lin Yuan was a very outstanding person. He was rich but not arrogant, good-looking, and had helped her and Suo Suo a lot. She didn't want things to escalate to the point of breaking off their friendship.

She looked into Lin Yuan's bright black eyes and uttered two words stiffly: "No."

Lin Yuan's gaze swept over her slightly pouting lips, and he said slowly, "It takes several hours to come and go every day, which is worse than being free labor."

Jiang Nansun argued, "This is a learning opportunity; it's normal not to receive a salary."

"I was thinking of paying you a wage because I saw that you were struggling financially and sometimes had to work in the wind and sun on the construction site. Since you don't want it, then forget it."

"Yes, yes, yes! I didn't say no." Jiang Nansun hurriedly responded, then curiously asked, "How much money could it be?"

Lin Yuan didn't rush to reply, but asked with a smile, "Can you treat me to breakfast now?"

……

The two arrived at the construction site of the Songjiang Hotel. Jiang Nansun first put on a white safety helmet, then picked up another white safety helmet and handed it to Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan took it and put it back on the shelf. Then he picked up a red safety helmet, put it on his head, looked at Jiang Nansun, and said casually, "Tie it on for me."

For the sake of earning a salary, Jiang Nansun quickly convinced himself that it was just a belt buckle, and it wasn't like he hadn't worn one before.

She tiptoed slightly, her fingertips touching the black buckle. Lin Yuan's burning gaze was fixed on her eyes, and Jiang Nansun's cheeks flushed slightly. Her heart fluttered, and even her hands slowed down a beat.

Wang Yongzheng was still busy reinstalling the ceiling at the construction site.

After a busy day, he hadn't made much progress; his eyes were dark and his spirits were starting to wane.

In the original drama, Wang Yongzheng, Jiang Nansun, and Zhang Anren worked until the next morning without finishing the job, let alone now that Wang Yongzheng is working hard all by himself.

As the saying goes, if men and women work together, the work will not be tiring.

If Jiang Nansun had been by his side, he wouldn't be in such a state of exhaustion now.

Seeing the two appear together again, Wang Yongzheng was extremely displeased. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Jiang Nansun, isn't your boyfriend Zhang Anren?"

“It’s Zhang Anren,” Jiang Nansun replied matter-of-factly. “But is there a problem with him giving me a ride along the way?”

"What are you doing here on your way?" Wang Yongzheng asked Lin Yuan, noticing that Lin Yuan was wearing a red hard hat today. "Hey, this red hard hat isn't for you to wear. It's for the site supervisor."

Lin Yuan ignored his anger, instead looking at Jiang Nansun, a smile playing on his lips, and asked, "Don't I look like a leader?"

Jiang Nansun smiled and gently shook his head.

"If you want to pick up girls, go somewhere else; this is a construction site."

Wang Yongzheng's tone was cold and hard; his heart was as cold as the ice cubes at the fish-killing station in RT-Mart.

If Lin Yuan hadn't forcibly taken Jiang Nansun away yesterday, Jiang Nansun would probably have stayed to work with him.

This was such a great opportunity to strengthen our relationship, allowing her to see my professionalism and hard work, and also giving us more time to spend together. But this guy surnamed Lin ruined it all.

Lin Yuan looked up at the ceiling and said in a light tone, "Teacher Wang didn't slack off yesterday, did she? How come you only did so little?"

Wang Yongzheng's face darkened as he looked at Lin Yuan: "This is an internal matter for our construction site. If you have nothing else to do, please take off your hard hat and leave. You are not welcome here."

Lin Yuan glanced at him indifferently: "Of course I'm here on business. You don't know who the client's on-site supervisor is, do you?"

Wang Yongzheng frowned.

"It's me." Lin Yuan's voice wasn't loud, but it made Wang Yongzheng's heart sink. "Because of your own personality, the construction site was delayed by more than one day. If there isn't a reasonable explanation, I don't mind applying to change the person in charge."

Wang Yongzheng's lips twitched; he hadn't expected Lin Yuan to pull such a stunt.

Just then, Lillian rushed over in a flurry of activity.

She wore a white T-shirt today, paired with a black mini-skirt that barely covered a third of her thighs. Her two fair and shapely long legs stood out against the dusty construction site.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? What's going on?"

But no one responded to her.

Wang Yongzheng took a deep breath and suppressed his temper as he explained, "The reason for the delay is that the workers made mistakes during construction. If we only pursue speed and ignore the design requirements and specifications, resulting in substandard project quality, that is absolutely unacceptable."

"Stop rambling." Lin Yuan's tone was cold and hard: "I was there yesterday too. You were the one who refused to let the workers redo the work. Otherwise, this little bit of work could have been completed yesterday. If you continue to insist on your own way and keep delaying the progress, you will bear the consequences."

Simply driving Wang Yongzheng away is nothing; Lin Yuan wants to tear apart his arrogance and make him lose face completely.

Wang Yongzheng pursed his lips helplessly. This Lin Yuan seemed to have a powerful background. He actually managed to become the on-site supervisor here because of Jiang Nansun.

What if they really do have the ability to kick me out...

The Songjiang Boutique Hotel project is very valuable. As the person in charge, it will add an important mark to his architectural resume. If he is kicked out of the project midway, it will inevitably leave a stain on his resume, which is a very sensitive matter.

After a moment's hesitation, he gritted his teeth and trudged heavily toward Old Wei.

Jiang Nansun then went to Lillian's side and told her the whole story.

After Jiang Nansun finished his brief explanation, Lillian didn't know what to say.

Meanwhile, Wang Yong was whispering with Lao Wei, who was clearly trying to play hard to get.

Lin Yuan looked at Jiang Nansun and said gently, "Wang Yongzheng has already bowed his head, but that foreman Lao Wei is definitely still trying to act tough. Go and persuade him; it won't do you any good if you stay here in the future."

Jiang Nansun nodded and walked towards the two.

Lin Yuan patted Lillian's short skirt, then casually put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him, raising his chin slightly to indicate that she should look at Wang Yongzheng not far away.

He leaned close to her ear, his tone seductive: "What's so great about this Wang Yongzheng? It's pointless to waste time with him, why don't we... give it a try?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yuan's hand came under her skirt and gently squeezed her buttocks, the soft flesh trembling slightly in his palm.

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