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

Chapter 170 If you're sick, go get treatment.

Zhang San clicked his tongue. "You don't believe in my abilities?"

"More or less, have the audition times for the other actors been set?" Nan Xu asked.

"No, we've already discussed it, so let's talk about the ending. Which one have you chosen?"

"I haven't finished watching it yet, but why can't we film both versions? Are we short of funds?"

"It's not a matter of funding; there's no precedent in the entertainment industry for having two versions of the ending," Zhang San explained.

"Then why don't we be the first ones?"

"You make it sound nice, but have you thought about how to add it in a way that doesn't feel out of place? You can't just come up with anything on a whim, Miss," Zhang San sighed, speaking earnestly.

Nan Xu pursed her lips; she had been too hasty.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'll be going now." Nan Xu picked up her bag, looking ready to go.

"No, wait until Lu Zhiruo finishes replying before you leave." Zhang San grabbed Nan Xu's forearm, preventing her from leaving.

Nan Xu rolled her eyes. "The script is so long, I can't finish reading it in a short time. I can't stay at your house forever." As she spoke, she slapped Zhang San's hand off her forearm.

"Hiss, keep your distance!"

Zhang San grinned, "Tsk, I don't think Brother Lu is such a stingy person."

"Hehe, it's not a matter of being petty. As a grown man, you should keep your distance from girls. Besides, you're practically a public figure. It wouldn't be good for other girls if paparazzi were to target you," Nan Xu explained.

"Yes, yes, you're right, okay?" Zhang San leaned back on the sofa with a carefree attitude.

"How come you live here? Are you so poor?" Nan Xu raised an eyebrow at him.

"No, I get inspiration living here. The atmosphere here is so warm and welcoming, it helps me write screenplays."

"What kind of modern inspiration do you need for writing a historical romance?"

“That’s where you’re wrong. I’ve already started writing my next script.” Zhang San opened a document on his computer as if showing off a treasure.

"The Story Behind You? A modern drama? A workplace drama? You write a wide variety of scripts." Nan Xu scrolled down with her mouse.

"Well, you wouldn't believe it, the resident next door seems to be a white-collar worker from some big company. He calls me every night in the middle of the night and one day he gave me an idea. I also want to try something new." Zhang San rested his head on his arm and looked at the ceiling.

"Hey, you have no idea, I've been feeling like I have a nervous breakdown lately. I make phone calls for at least half an hour each time. At least two a night," he complained.

"Then why don't you move to another place?" Nan Xu got up, picked up the kettle on the table, and poured herself a glass of water.

He had considered that sometimes he needed inspiration from his neighbors.

"Let's wait a little longer. I'll move out once I finish writing this script." Zhang San got up, went to the balcony, and poured half a bowl of cat food into the cat's bowl.

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"Your mother and I have thought about your relationship with that woman. Marriage is impossible, and don't even dream of her entering the Lu family. If you really like her, that's fine too. I will discuss with the elders and clan head about removing your name from the family genealogy." Old Master Lu's voice was loud and solemn.

Removing someone's name from the family genealogy is just a disguised way of driving them away, isn't it?

Lu Ji's face was grim. "Dad, I just like someone. What's wrong with that? Why can't you grant us your blessing? Besides, Mingyi is carrying your grandson. Even if you don't care about us, the child should at least have a legitimate status."

Old Madam Lu snorted coldly, giving Lu Ji a sharp and disdainful look. "Don't I have any grandchildren? Do I need a child born to a woman who can't be presented in public? You really think highly of her."

Lu Ji remained silent. Lu Zhiyan sat to one side, watching them with great interest, while Cen Xi, holding her teacup, also looked like she was watching a show.

"I'm putting my words here: if you want to marry her, you'd better get out of the Lu family now. If you don't want to get out, don't mention this again, and make sure you do it cleanly, so as not to offend my and your mother's ears."

"I understand, Dad." Lu Ji lowered his eyelids, his expression dark and unreadable.

After Lu Ji left, Lu Zhiyan revealed the purpose of his trip: "Grandpa and Grandma, I want to marry A-Xu. Please pick an auspicious day to go to the Lin family to present the betrothal gifts."

"You make it sound so easy for you. You let your grandparents do everything, and you just dismiss them with a single sentence," Cen Xi said reproachfully.

"The faster you present your gifts, the faster you'll get to hold your grandchildren and great-grandchildren. I'm not in a hurry, it's up to you whether you are or not." Lu Zhiyan spread his hands and sat on the sofa.

“You’ve gotten quite the knack for manipulating people now, Zhiyan,” Cen Xi said with a smile as she looked at Lu Zhiyan.

"It's just so-so," Lu Zhiyan said modestly with a smile.

"Why did you come alone today? Where is A-Xu?" Cenxi then remembered to ask Nan Xu.

"She went to see the director to read the script, saying she was interested in investing in the TV series."

"Okay, it's good that a woman is career-minded. I'll discuss the gift with my parents later. Just remember to bring her with you next time you come back..."

Before Cen Xi could finish speaking, Lu Zhiyan got up and walked out.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? I haven't finished speaking yet, where are you going?" Cen Xi called out to him.

"Go get Ah Xu's dog. She said she wants to have a pet. I'll go pick it up now." Lu Zhiyan waved and walked out.

"Alright then." Cen Xi watched Lu Zhiyan's departing figure, her heart softening.

Her son has finally figured things out and knows how to win the heart of the girl he likes.

The old mother was truly gratified.

Lu Zhiyan got into the car, opened the address Jiang Lan had sent her, and drove off.

An hour later, he arrived at the location Jiang Lan had sent him.

An underground parking garage in a high-end residential community.

Lu Zhiyan called Jiang Lan and asked, "I've arrived. Where are you?"

Jiang Lan held the puppy in her arms and the phone in her other hand. "I was just about to go downstairs. I have to tell you that this puppy is only a month old and still very small. You need to be careful when choosing dog food and other things..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she thought of something and couldn't help but sigh, "Never mind, I've already prepared everything for the puppy. I've also handwritten a pet care guide. Just follow the instructions in it."

"It's not too late to talk about it after you come down."

"No, that won't do. I have something to do later. I need to get everything arranged for you now so I can rush back," Jiang Lan explained.

“This puppy is the prettiest in the litter, the landlady will definitely love it,” Jiang Lan said confidently.

"It's not noisy, is it?"

"It's not noisy now, but I don't know about the future, because it will resemble whoever raises it. Anyway, all my dogs are quite well-behaved, which may be related to my upbringing."

"If you're sick, go get treatment." After saying that, Lu Zhiyan hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)