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

Chapter 5 Trial Marriage in Progress (Part 3)
Lu Zhiyan had just parked the car and was about to call Nan Xu when Nan Xu called him back first.

"Have you arrived?" Nan Xu asked slowly.

"Yes, we're here. Are you drunk?" Lu Zhiyan felt that Nan Xu's voice sounded off.

"No, come in and meet me. I'm at... um, at the bar." Nan Xu looked around.

Lu Zhiyan knew without a doubt that she was drunk; she didn't usually talk like that.

Lu Zhiyan didn't hang up the phone; it remained connected. When Lu Zhiyan found Nan Xu, she was chatting idly with the bartender.

"Hey handsome, how old are you? Do you have a girlfriend? How much do you earn?" She then reached out and grabbed the bartender's hand.

The bartender was a young boy who had just come of age and had never seen anything like this before. He kept saying, "Miss, miss, please have some self-respect."

Lu Zhiyan's face darkened, and he stepped forward to grasp Nan Xu's hand.

Nan Xu struggled wildly, but Lu Zhiyan picked her up and took her away.

The bartender stopped Lu Zhiyan. "Sir, who are you to this young lady? You can't take her away if you don't know her."

Lu Zhiyan explained, but the bartender wouldn't listen and insisted on hearing what Nan Xu had to say.

Lu Zhiyan took a deep breath. "What do you expect a drunk person to say?"

The bartender scratched the back of his head. Yes, what was he expecting from a drunk man?
But the boss said that strangers are not allowed to take Miss Nan away.

He had a sudden inspiration: "Then, sir, may I take a picture of you?"

Despite his reluctance, Lu Zhiyan had no choice but to end the stalemate.

Left with no other choice, Lu Zhiyan could only nod.

Lu Zhiyan carried Nan Xu, opened the passenger door, put her in, then fastened her seatbelt and reclined the seat to make her more comfortable.

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Lu Zhiyan stopped the car and went around to the passenger side to hug Nan Xu. Nan Xu had kicked off her high heels at some point. Lu Zhiyan knelt down beside the car and put them back on for her.

Nan Xu refused to wear them no matter what, so Lu Zhiyan finally hugged Nan Xu with his right hand and held up the high heels with his left.

Nan Xu hugged Lu Zhiyan's neck tightly, resting her head on his body. Her even breathing, carrying the scent of alcohol, echoed in Lu Zhiyan's ear.

Lu Zhiyan kicked open the bedroom door and gently placed Nanxu on the bed.

Seeing Nan Xu's flushed face, Lu Zhiyan couldn't help but bite her lightly.

Lu Zhiyan went downstairs to cook a hangover soup for Nanxu, and brought it up as soon as it cooled down.

Nan Xu tore off her coat, leaving her in only a thin tank top clinging to her body.

Lu Zhiyan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

He really had little resistance to Nan Xu. She was incredibly beautiful, every smile and gesture was stunning, and even when she was drunk and reeking of alcohol, he still loved her.

But in the end, he held back and helped Nanxu finish the bowl of hangover soup.

Nan Xu was too drunk to take a bath by herself. Lu Zhiyan couldn't help her either. The servants had all gone home.

It was almost midnight, so it wasn't a good idea to cause any more trouble.

Lu Zhiyan found a clean towel, wet it, and wiped Nanxu's exposed skin.

Looking at Nanxu's makeup, he went to fiddle with the bottles and jars on the table to remove it.

Early next morning

Nan Xu rubbed her hair and slowly got up. Although she had drunk the hangover soup, her head still ached.

Lu Zhiyan worked until after 1 a.m. last night. When he sensed Nan Xu's movement, he got up as well.

He placed his hands on Nanxu's temples and massaged them for her.

Nanxu comfortably closed her eyes, but then immediately opened them again and looked back.

Lu Zhiyan was shirtless, wearing only black pajama bottoms on his lower body.

Nan Xu glanced at her and turned around. "Why aren't you dressed so early in the morning?"

Lu Zhiyan picked up the pajamas at the foot of the bed and buttoned them up one by one. "I got ready for you too late last night, so I'm too lazy to wear them."

Nan Xu rubbed her neck and said, "Oh." Only then did she remember to look at her clothes.

Lu Zhiyan took everything in. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm a gentleman." After saying that, he went to the bathroom to wash up.

Nan Xu glanced at the time on her phone; it was already nine o'clock.

"Are you going to be late for work, Lu Zhiyan?" Lu Zhiyan didn't answer, and Nan Xu didn't care. She turned around and went to the dressing room to change into a comfortable set of loungewear.

When Nanxu went to wash up, toothpaste and water were already prepared. Lu Zhiyan was shaving and answering the question from earlier, "Are you drunk? It's Saturday today."

Nanxu went downstairs and found that no breakfast had been prepared. She turned around and asked Lu Zhiyan, "No breakfast today?"

Lu Zhiyan said from behind Nan Xu, "Yes, the servants rest on Saturdays and Sundays."

"Then what do we do? I can't cook."

Lu Zhiyan knew that few children from wealthy families knew how to cook.

"I can cook some simple meals. Go watch some TV, and I'll call you when the food is ready."

"Then I'll help you." Although Nan Xu couldn't cook, she didn't want Lu Zhiyan to cook for her and she would just wait to eat.

"Okay, but do you know how to wash vegetables?"

"I won't."

"And what about chopping vegetables?"

"I don't think so."

"Then what can you do for me? Go in and breathe in the cooking fumes?" Lu Zhiyan asked with a smile.

Nan Xu glared at Lu Zhiyan. Then she sat down on the sofa to watch TV.

Lu Zhiyan chuckled and shook his head.

An hour later, Lu Zhiyan came out carrying three dishes and a soup.

Nan Xu has a keen sense of smell and quickly went to the bathroom to wash her hands. Lu Zhiyan came out carrying the food, still wearing an apron.

Nan Xu stepped forward to help Lu Zhiyan take off his apron. Nan Xu looked at the dishes on the table: scrambled eggs with shrimp, stir-fried vegetables, boiled shrimp, and fish and tofu soup.

She liked all of these dishes. Lu Zhiyan handed the chopsticks to Nan Xu, "Alright, hurry up and eat."

Nan Xu ate without any hesitation. After finishing her meal, Nan Xu wanted to clear the table, but Lu Zhiyan beat her to it.

"I'll tidy up, you go watch TV."

Although Nan Xu didn't want to clean up, it would be impolite for her not to, since Lu Zhiyan had cooked the meal.

We can't bother Lu Zhiyan with everything.

"Let me do it, you go and rest." Nan Xu took the chopsticks.

Do you know where the dishwasher is?

"I don't know." Nan Xu had just moved in and wasn't familiar with the house yet.

"Then I'll go, I'll use the dishwasher." She said, taking the chopsticks from Nanxu's hand.

Nanxu grasped the chopsticks. "Then I'll help you put them in the dishwasher."

In the end, Lu Zhiyan couldn't persuade Nan Xu otherwise, and the two of them put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher together.

Lu Zhiyan cooked dinner again.

After dinner, Lu Zhiyan noticed that there weren't many ingredients and snacks left in the refrigerator. The two went to the nearby supermarket together.

Lu Zhiyan pushed one cart, and Nan Xu also pushed one. Lu Zhiyan reminded Nan Xu, "I've already pushed one, do you want to push another one?"

Nan Xu nodded.

Lu Zhiyan never questioned women's shopping abilities. Especially Nan Xu, who loved snacks.

When it was time to pay, Lu Zhiyan's bicycle basket was full of ingredients or a few bottles of beer and soft drinks.

Nanxu is different; it's all yogurt drinks, snacks, and potato chips.

At the checkout counter, Nanxu glanced at the shelf next to her. A huge pile of family planning supplies dazzled her.

It seems like there are more varieties in China than abroad.

Lu Zhiyan looked down at Nan Xu, who was staring at him without blinking, and whispered in her ear, "What? You want to test me?"

Nan Xu felt embarrassed for a moment, scratched her ear, turned around, and faced away from Lu Zhiyan.

Lu Zhiyan chuckled softly, and Nan Xu's face turned even redder. He casually grabbed a box where Nan Xu couldn't see him.

(End of this chapter)