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

Chapter 114 I've Only Loved You From Beginning to End
Nan Xu's heart trembled slightly; this was the first time she had ever seen Lu Zhiyan so serious.

By the time Nanxu finished tidying up and went downstairs, Old Master Lu and Old Madam Lu still hadn't returned.

When Lu Zhiyan went up to call Nan Xu, Cen Xi had already gone to the kitchen to instruct them to prepare breakfast.

Not knowing Nanxu's eating habits, she simply prepared some Chinese and some Western food.

There are many kinds, and there are bound to be one or two that Nanxu likes.

Nan Xu sat at the dining table eating, with Cen Xi and Lu Zhiyan sitting next to her.

During the meal, Cenxi and Nanxu started chatting.

"By the way, Ah Xu, do you two have any plans to get married?" Cen Xi ladled a bowl of white porridge for Nan Xu and placed it beside her.

Nan Xu paused in her chopsticks, but she wasn't in a hurry.

But Lu Zhiyan seemed to be in a hurry.

"I'll listen to Ah Sheng."

Upon hearing this, a hint of a smile flashed in Lu Zhiyan's eyes.

When he looked up at Cen Xi, his eyes were filled with more pride and a sense of certainty.

Cen Xi smiled and exchanged a knowing smile with Lu Zhiyan.

"Have you mentioned this to your mother?"

"I mentioned it before. My mom supports me, and she also really likes Ah Sheng." Nan Xu pulled out a tissue and elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth.

Lin Jingshu has always supported her in everything she has done since she was a child.

In Lin Jingshu's words, no matter how much others say, it's not as good as learning from your own mistakes.

Unfortunately, Nan Xu wasn't a rebellious person, and she did whatever Lin Jingshu said.

The only time I rebelled was when I was eighteen and riding a motorcycle.

Lin Jingshu has always been in no hurry or impatience with Nan Xu when it comes to marriage.

Nan Xu is good-looking, comes from a good family, and is also outstanding herself, so there's no need for her to worry about her.

Moreover, Lin Jingshu believes that marriage is a gamble, and she has clearly lost that gamble.

Whether it's Qiuhezhou or Nanshan.

Before Nanxu met Lu Zhiyan, she had never thought about letting Nanxu get married.

If Nanxu truly loves children, she can have them herself; all she lacks is a "seed".

Later, Nanxu met Lu Zhiyan, and she saw how good Lu Zhiyan was to her.

Even if they are unhappy after marriage, the Lin family will definitely be able to compete with the Lu family.

Since that's the case, let Nanxu be willful this once, even if she misjudges him, it doesn't matter.

"That's good. You two can pick another day to go back to the Lin family in a few days. After both sets of parents meet, you can start planning the proposal, and then the wedding."

Cenxi was happy just thinking about it; she had already considered everything she needed to think about in the future.

Stockholm, Sweden
After spending a few days together, Isabella grew to like Tritlin. Despite their age difference of more than ten years, the two still had endless things to talk about.

Tracy's adoptive parents returned to England yesterday morning.

She didn't return to England immediately because she wanted to relax before going back.

Isabella was also left behind.

That day, Cui Tinglan and Isabella were just about to go to the supermarket to shop.

As soon as the apartment door opened, Song Jingtang, dressed in a white dress, came into view.

Even with thick foundation, the fatigue on her face couldn't be hidden. Her hair was slightly disheveled, but it couldn't conceal her elegant demeanor and stunning beauty.

Cui Tinglan, holding Isabella's hand, stood frozen in place, never expecting to meet Song Jingtang here.

To his utter surprise, Song Jingtang was standing in front of his apartment.

Everything seemed like a coincidence, yet Song Jingtang's position was so precise.

Looking at the little girl being led by Cui Tinglan's hand, Song Jingtang raised an eyebrow.

"Long time no see, Miss Cui." Song Jingtang smiled and extended his hand.

Cui Tinglan glanced at Song Jingtang's outstretched hand, then slowly raised her eyes, a hint of wariness flashing in them.

"I don't think we're that close. If you have something to say, just say it." Cui Tinglan's tone was icy, and she didn't give Song Jingtang a friendly look. She knew Huo Xingchuan and Song Jingtang were engaged, but hadn't she already left China and Huo Xingchuan?
Now they've even tracked them down to Sweden. Is that really necessary?
"It will ripen." Song Jingtang said these words in a calm tone.

"Just say what you want to say, don't beat around the bush!" Cui Tinglan repeated.

His tone was full of estrangement.

Song Jingtang smirked and took a step forward.

"I want to have a good talk with you."

"I have nothing to talk to you about," Cui Tinglan refused without even thinking.

Thinking back on everything that had happened, Cui Tinglan felt only disgust.

Even the way he looked at Song Jingtang was filled with disdain.

When she was in China, Song Jingtang caused her a lot of trouble.

Any product or endorsement related to the Song family would be rejected, even those collaborations that had already been finalized.

The business partner is willing to risk paying penalties to replace her.

One or two times could be considered a coincidence, but if it happens repeatedly, the purpose becomes obvious.

It's all to make things difficult for her and trip her up!
The refusal had already been made, but Song Jingtang acted as if he hadn't heard it, not even moving his feet.

This stalemate can't continue.

If she took Isabella with her, she was afraid Isabella would lose her temper and start cursing at Song Jingtang.

She wouldn't feel comfortable leaving her three-year-old child at home if she didn't take her along.

If anything were to happen to me, I wouldn't be able to explain it to my adoptive parents.

So they left Isabella in the room and the two of them talked in the stairwell.

Cui Tinglan squatted down and picked up Isabella, speaking softly in fluent English to discuss the matter with her.

After obtaining Isabella's consent, she repeatedly emphasized that she would be back as soon as possible before reluctantly closing the apartment door.

The two walked into the stairwell, and Song Jingtang spoke first.

"I'm here to tell you something."

"What is it?" Cui Tinglan crossed her arms and didn't even give her a second glance.

"I like you." Song Jingtang gripped the bag strap and then said it.

Upon hearing Song Jingtang's words, Cui Tinglan looked at him as if he were a lunatic.

"What did you say? I think I misheard." Cui Tinglan asked again, unwilling to give up.

She doubted her own ears but never doubted Song Jingtang's words.

Song Jingtang repeated it again.

"Damn it, are you sick? Or do you think you have some dirt on me that you're trying to disgust me like this?" Cui Tinglan cursed directly, her tone full of contempt and disgust for Song Jingtang.

"I, I really like you."

Song Jingtang was no longer as arrogant as before; now she was more like a kitten wagging its tail and begging for its owner's affection.

"If you're going to have a meltdown, go back to China and have it there. Don't keep disgusting me in front of me." Cui Tinglan said, then turned to leave.

But Song Jingtang gripped her wrist tightly.

"I'm serious." His tone was sincere, and so were his eyes.

Cui Tinglan forcefully broke free from Song Jingtang's grasp.

"Can you please stop torturing me? You wanted Huo Xingchuan, but I've already left. You wanted me to be ruined, and now you've succeeded."

"Can you get out of my world?"

Without waiting for Song Jingtang to react, he quickened his pace and left.

Watching Cui Tinglan's retreating figure, Song Jingtang felt a pang of pain in his heart.

What Huo Xingchuan?

She never cared!
She only ever loved Cui Dinglan.

(End of this chapter)