Lu Shao is cunning; Miss Nan has fallen for his tricks again.

Chapter 37 The Road of the Flower Thief

Sang Qingyun narrowed her eyes as she looked at Sang Tingwan following behind.

Sang Rou's daughter is no good, but Sang Tingwan's daughter is quite good.

Sang Rou looked at Sang Qingyun and clenched her fingers.

Lin Jingheng went home first, and Nan Xu drove Lin Zhengyu and Sang Tingwan to dinner.

After that farce, we've already been delayed for an hour and a half.

It was almost nine o'clock. Lin Zhengyu, sitting in the back seat with his hand on the passenger seat, asked Sang Tingwan, "Hey, what's your phone number?"

Sang Tingwan didn't understand, but she still told Lin Zhengyu "180xxxxxxxx".

"Is it the same number as your WeChat account?" Lin Zhengyu continued to ask.

"Ah."

"Okay, you agree." Lin Zhengyu leaned back in his seat.

Sang Tingwan took out her phone and clicked "agree".

The 50,000 yuan was immediately transferred to Sang Tingwan's phone.

Sang Tingwan was shocked. "President Lin, what does this mean?"

"Oh, half of it is compensation for Sang Rou hitting you, and the other half is your start-of-work bonus."

Sang Tingwan nervously accepted the red envelope.

Finally, Lin Zhengyu added, "Don't think it's too little."

Sang Tingwan stammered, "No, we already have a lot of money."

Nanxu parked the car in the parking space and pulled the handbrake. "This is nothing! You're so easily satisfied. You can't be so lacking in ambition in the future."

Sang Tingwan quickly replied, "No, Sister Nan, I will definitely do my best to bring greater benefits to the company."

Nan Xu was taken aback.

Sang Tingwan always had a fawning attitude, and she didn't like her submissive demeanor.

But Sang Tingwan couldn't change her ways in a short time, and she knew there was plenty of time in the future.

They went to a Sichuan restaurant, and the three of them were eating when Lu Zhiyan called.

"When are you coming back?" Lu Zhiyan asked, sitting on the sofa in the living room after dinner, drinking tea.

"It'll be a while longer," Nanxu said, picking up a piece of spicy chicken.

"I'll pick you up. Send me the address." Lu Zhiyan made the decision without saying a word.

"Okay, I'll send you the address via WeChat." Nan Xu hung up the phone, opened WeChat, and sent the address to Lu Zhiyan.

Nan Xu put her phone back on the table. Lin Zhengyu looked at Nan Xu with a jealous expression and poked at the rice in his bowl with his chopsticks.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Nan Xu asked.

"Is that womanizer here to pick you up?"

A notorious womanizer?

who is it?
Sang Tingwan also looked at Nan Xu.

"When did you give him that nickname?" Nan Xu chuckled, picked up the cup beside her, and took a sip of her drink.

"It was when my older brother was here last time," Lin Zhengyu said quietly.

That night, Lin Jianyuan told him to go back to sleep, but he tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

He texted Lin Jianyuan: Brother, I can't sleep.

Lin Jianyuan sat on the bed reading a book, picked up his phone and replied: "Don't overthink it, just go to sleep."

Lin Zhengyu: Brother, I feel sad whenever I think about Nanxu having a boyfriend. And they've been living together for such a short time.

Lin Jianyuan: So what do you want to do? Lu Zhiyan is a good person.

Lin Zhengyu sent a sad emoji.

Continue replying to Lin Jianyuan: You are not allowed to call him by his name, call him the Flower Thief!
Lin Jianyuan was amused by Lin Zhengyu: Why is he called the Flower Thief?

Lin Zhengyu replied: Because he picked the flower that I had carefully nurtured for twenty-five years!

Lin Jianyuan glanced at the time; it was already late. He replied perfunctorily, "Okay, call me whatever you want."

He then turned off his phone, put it on the bedside table, and mute it.

Lin Zhengyu became increasingly upset and continued sending messages, but Lin Jianyuan had already fallen asleep.

Half an hour later, the three of them came out of the restaurant.

Lu Zhiyan's car was already parked outside. As soon as he saw Nan Xu come out, Lu Zhiyan opened the car door and got out immediately.

Nan Xu smiled at Lu Zhiyan when she saw him. Lu Zhiyan stepped forward and greeted Lin Zhengyu, "Second Brother."

Oh, so this is the flower thief.

Sang Tingwan smiled at Lu Zhiyan.

"Who's your second brother?" Lin Zhengyu rolled his eyes.

Lu Zhiyan wasn't annoyed by the cold face; he just smiled faintly.

Compared to this, Lin Zhengyu is simply ungrateful.

Nan Xu frowned. "Speak properly."

Lin Zhengyu glanced at Nan Xudu and saw that she was favoring Lu Zhiyan. He pursed his lips and said, "Hello."

"Second Brother, it's getting late, I'll take Nanxu back first." Lu Zhiyan reached out and took Nanxu's hand, pulling her to his side.

Lin Zhengyu gave a muffled "hmm".

After taking a couple of steps, Lin Zhengyu remembered that he had come in Nan Xu's car.

"Ah Xu, give me your car keys." Lin Zhengyu caught up with Nan Xu in a few steps.

Nanxu had obviously forgotten as well.

Nan Xu took out her car keys from her bag and handed them to Lin Zhengyu. "Sorry, brother. I forgot, you should also take Tingwan back."

Lin Zhengyu took the car keys and said sarcastically, "You're not usually like this. It seems that spending too much time with someone has made your brain less sharp."

Nan Xu patted Lin Zhengyu's arm and said, "If you can speak properly, then speak properly. If you can't, then shut your mouth."

Lin Zhengyu covered his arm, which Nan Xu had slapped, looking aggrieved. "You hit me for him?"

Lin Zhengyu looked as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Nan Xu was helpless; the slap she gave was just a light tap.

"Alright, stop acting like this. You'll make a fool of yourself. It's getting late, go home and get some rest. You have another interview tomorrow."

Lin Zhengyu became listless when the topic of job interviews came up.

"understood."

"Be careful on the road." These were Lu Zhiyan's words of advice.

"Ok."

Lin Zhengyu escorted Sang Tingwan to the apartment building.

Out of politeness, Sang Tingwan still asked, "President Lin, would you like to come up for a cup of tea?"

Lin Zhengyu waved his hand, "No, it's getting late. Maybe next time."

He rolled up the window and drove away.

Back in her apartment, Sang Tingwan washed up and went to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water.

Sichuan cuisine is spicy, and she ate a lot of it; now she vaguely feels a burning sensation in her stomach.

Sang Tingwan opened the door to the room, holding a cup of hot water.

The phone rang, and Sang Tingwan picked it up. The phone screen clearly displayed: Sang Qingyun.

She hesitated for a moment but still answered the phone.

"Is there something you need?" Sang Tingwan asked in a calm voice.

Sang Qingyun didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "Is this how you met the young master of the Lin family and the young lady of the Nan family?"

Nanshan and Lin Jingshu are not completely divorced yet, so it has not been made public.

They are still a married couple.

“President Lin and Sister Nan are my company’s bosses,” Sang Tingwan replied obediently.

Sang Qingyun laughed heartily, "My daughter is truly capable, managing to climb the social ladder by associating with both the Lin and Nan families."

Sang Tingwan said with some disgust, "It's not about currying favor, it's a normal superior-subordinate relationship."

Sang Qingyun realized that she had misspoke.

How can you call it opportunism?

Friends are the best.

You can only curry favor with someone temporarily, not forever.

"Fine, do whatever you want. But don't forget, I'm your father. You have to listen to me in everything," Sang Qingyun told Sang Tingwan bluntly.

(End of this chapter)