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

Chapter 185 Meeting the Muse of Inspiration

"Just indulge it then," Lu Zhiyan sighed softly, looking at Nan Xu.

Nan Xu curled her lip in disapproval. "It's still small. Let's talk about it when it's bigger."

next morning
Nan Xu was woken up by a barrage of messages from Zhang San. Lu Zhiruo had previously told Nan Xu that she wanted to meet Zhang San.

She thought the two of them would meet privately, but Zhang San was a little nervous about meeting Lu Zhiruo so formally for the first time, and insisted that Nan Xu accompany him.

Nan Xu clenched her fists, protesting loudly in her heart: It's not like I'm meeting some future marriage partner, why be so nervous?

Anyway, she didn't understand why Zhang San was nervous.

Nan Xu agreed to Zhang San's invitation, but she repeatedly confirmed with Zhang San that Lu Zhiruo agreed to let her go.

Otherwise, that would be too presumptuous.

Lu Zhiruo never cared about these things; no matter who went, she only wanted to see the creator of "Ascension to the Throne".

After agreeing on the terms, Nanxu quickly got up, washed up, and ate breakfast. The place they were going to today wasn't convenient to bring the puppy, so after feeding Guaiguai, Nanxu handed Guaiguai over to Xiao Chen.

Nanxu grabbed her bag and car keys and set off.

The meeting place was arranged at a traditional-style restaurant. When Nanxu arrived, Zhang San was already there.

Nan Xu put her bag on a chair and looked around the private room. She teased Zhang San, "I didn't expect someone who loves spicy hot pot like you to meet up in a place like this."

Zhang San hates eating French or Japanese food the most. He dislikes the formality and the slow service.

One of his favorite sayings is, "Eating this stuff is not as good as eating some spicy hot pot."

"I can't exactly invite my muse to eat spicy hot pot, can I?" Zhang San retorted.

Nan Xu picked up the hot towel on the table and wiped her hands. She raised her beautiful eyes and looked at Zhang San. "I thought you would at least choose a place you liked. I didn't expect you to choose Zhi Ruo's favorite restaurant. You don't have other ideas about her, do you?"

Zhang San scratched his head and said, "I don't blame you for not understanding art, but you wouldn't understand people like us who dance with our souls."

Nan Xu put down the towel and took a sip of tea. "I really don't understand. I'm just a businessman who reeks of money."

The two chatted idly, and soon Lu Zhiruo pushed open the door to the private room.

She wore a white, traditional-style cheongsam, and her long hair was tied back with a white jade hairpin.

The moment Nan Xu saw Lu Zhiruo enter, she clearly noticed that Zhang San's eyes lit up for a split second.

"Sister Zhiruo, you're here." Nanxu stood up and affectionately took Lu Zhiruo's arm.

Lu Zhiruo nodded slightly to Nan Xu, then looked at Zhang San with a guilty expression. "I'm sorry, Director Zhang, there was a bit of traffic on the way. You don't mind, do you?"

Zhang San suddenly stood up, looking flattered. "It's nothing, it's nothing, it's good that you arrived safely."

Lu Zhiruo actually took the initiative to talk to him! This is so exciting!

Nan Xu felt ashamed looking at Zhang San's worthless appearance.

Lu Zhiruo then sat down.

“I heard that Miss Lu likes to dine at this restaurant, so I made the reservation. I hope Miss Lu likes it.” Zhang San smiled with a slightly reserved air.

Lu Zhiruo smiled and nodded, "Director Zhang is so thoughtful. It was my request to meet with you that troubled you to go to such lengths. I am truly ashamed."

"No, no, please don't say that. I have always admired Miss Lu. Meeting her today is a wish that has come true."

The two had been exchanging polite exchanges, and Nanxu, seeing Zhang San like this for the first time, felt quite uncomfortable.

These polite words made her feel as if the Zhang San she usually knew had a second personality.

"Shall we order first?" Nan Xu suggested, holding the menu.

She had eaten a quick breakfast and hadn't eaten much, so she was starving now. Lu Zhiruo could be polite to Zhang San if they weren't close, but she was acquainted with them all, so there was no need for her to keep pretending.

"Miss Lu is a frequent customer of this restaurant. Do you have any recommendations for dishes?"

Zhang San seized every opportunity to chat with Lu Zhiruo.

"The restaurant's signature dishes are all delicious, but I don't know if Director Zhang and Ah Xu have any dietary restrictions."

Nan Xu answered first, "I avoid spicy and cold foods."

"It seems you're not feeling well. How about I order you a bowl of nourishing soup?" Lu Zhiruo smiled indulgently at Nan Xu.

"Thank you, Sister Zhiruo."

"Where's Director Zhang?" Lu Zhiruo turned to look at Zhang San.

"I don't have any dietary restrictions."

"Okay, then I'll order."

The order was ready in no time. This restaurant serves food very quickly, and Lu Zhiruo is a regular customer here, always ordering the same few dishes.

The waiter had already notified the kitchen to prepare the dishes long before she arrived.

After finishing their meal, Zhang San and Lu Zhiruo began discussing their views on the characters.

Nanxu couldn't get a word in edgewise and just kept her head down playing on her phone, occasionally offering a word or two in response.

The meal lasted for about an hour, but Lu Zhiruo had other plans for the afternoon, so she left early.

Zhang San arrived by taxi, and Nan Xu took him home.

"After you met Sister Zhiruo, I noticed that you're different from the Zhang San I know. What's wrong? Is the old peacock showing off its tail feathers?" Nanxu chatted with Zhang San while driving.

“Sigh,” Zhang San shook his head. “You wouldn’t understand. When I meet my muse, I’ll definitely change how I interact with her. This isn’t like an old peacock spreading its tail feathers; it’s more like… well, you wouldn’t understand.”

Nan Xu pursed her lips. "Actually, I didn't want to know either."

"If you don't want to know, why are you asking?" Zhang San glanced coldly at Nan Xu.

Nan Xu's little scheme was exposed, and she was somewhat embarrassed and angry, her fingers tightening around the steering wheel.

"Do you believe I'll throw you halfway there or not!"

Zhang San glanced out the window. They were on an overpass, and there were no taxis coming and going.

He immediately fell silent.

Lu Zhiruo drove to the photography studio's parking lot. Today's shooting theme was dark angels.

As soon as she got out of the car, her assistant rushed over and said, "Sister Ruo, let's hurry up, everyone else is here and we're the only ones missing."

Lu Zhiruo walked inside unhurriedly. "What's the rush? It's not time yet. If I don't come, who will dare to start?"

She was already close to retiring from the entertainment industry, and this might be her last time shooting a magazine cover. It's an opportunity that many people would kill for, and she's not going to complain about it?

"Yes, yes, you're right. We're just afraid that some people might keep harping on this," said Assistant Xiaohua.

Lu Zhiruo snorted coldly, "You mean Xu Kaichi? Who does he think he is? Is he even worth your attention?"

"Oh, Sister Ruo, you know Brother Xu. He doesn't want you to leave, but your contract is about to expire, so he definitely wants to dig up more dirt on you."

"What kind of dirt is this? Isn't it common knowledge in the industry that I have a bad temper?"

"Having a bad temper and being a diva are not the same thing, Sister Ruo. What if you use your diva-like behavior to overshadow other people's news in the future?" Xiao Hua said logically.

(End of this chapter)