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

Chapter 39 offended the director before even joining the production team.
After dinner, Lin Jingshu and Zhao Xiu took a bath together in the bathroom.

Zhao Xiu wrapped Lin Yuzheng in a children's bath towel and lifted him out of the children's bathtub.

After Lin Jingshu coaxed Lin Yuzheng to sleep, she quietly withdrew and closed the door.

Zhao Xiugang came up the stairs with a thin blanket in his hand. "Jing Shu, your brother is waiting for you downstairs."

Lin Jingshu nodded. "I understand. I'll go downstairs now, sister-in-law."

"Okay, I'll go tidy up your room."

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Zhao Xiu waved his hand.

Lin Jingshu came down the stairs, while Lin Jing sat on the sofa reading a newspaper.

Seeing Lin Jingshu come down, Lin Jing folded the newspaper and put it aside, then picked up the purple clay teapot and poured two cups of tea.

Lin Jingshu stood to the side and asked, "Brother, is there something you need?"

"Sit down," Lin Jing said, pointing to the sofa opposite her.

“Today, Qiu Hezhou sent me an email.” Lin Jing picked up her teacup and blew on the foam inside.

Lin Jingshu paused, forcing a weak smile. "How did he find you?"

Lin Jingze was also unsure, and put the teacup back on the table. "Sigh, we're all in America, so some business dealings are inevitable."

"What did he want to talk to you about?" Lin Jingshu asked.

"First, we'll ask about your whereabouts. Did you see him in Los Angeles this time?"

Lin Jingshu nodded.

"The second question is about Ah Xu," Lin Jing said directly, without beating around the bush.

"How did he know about Ah Xu?" Lin Jing asked, leaning back on the sofa with her hand on the armrest.

"I don't know. He inexplicably went to the hotel last night and told me that she has a 25-year-old daughter." Lin Jingshu closed her eyes; she didn't want to recall what happened last night at all.

"Then... does Ah-Xu know about Qiu Hezhou?"

Lin Jingshu shook her head. "She probably doesn't know."

What are your thoughts on this?

Lin Jingshu herself didn't know how her daughter would view her if she knew about this.

Will it end up like it did back then?

Lin Jingze stood up and patted Lin Jingshu on the shoulder. "Think it over carefully. It's getting late, get some rest." With that, Lin Jingze went upstairs.

Nan Xu had just returned home when she received a call from Zhou Zan.

Ever since Zhou Qi told Zhou Zan not to leave him.

In the past few days, Zhou Qi has been like a completely different person.

He takes care of everything, big and small. Zhou Qi is usually very busy, but recently he has been leaving get off work on time and often shows concern for Zhou Zan.

This made it difficult for Zhou Zan to adapt to the changes in Zhou Qi.

Nan Xu returned to the room. "What's wrong, Zhou Zan?"

Zhou Zan locked the door and sat down in the chair, complaining weakly, "It's my dad. He's been acting like a madman lately, showering me with concern. I can't accept it right now."

Zhou Zan and Nan Xu were close, and Zhou Zan would often confide in Nan Xu about everything. Nan Xu also knew a good deal about Zhou Zan's family situation.

"Why are they suddenly being so attentive to you?" Nan Xu put her phone on the table and sat down in front of her dressing table.
“Just a few days ago, after I went drinking with Ling Shu and came home, I argued with him for the first time, and he's been very nice to me ever since.”

“They used to set curfews for me, but now I can go home whenever I want after playing.”

Nanxu didn't understand, "You've achieved what you hoped for before, and you're still not happy?"

Zhou Zan wanted to say something more, but felt it couldn't be explained in just a few words. He decided to talk to Nan Xu about it next time they met.

"I don't think it can be explained in a few words. Let's talk about it when we meet next time."

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Nan Xu took her pajamas and went to the bathroom.

Lu Zhiyan was on the phone in his study, his tone indifferent as he asked, "How's the situation?"

"Young Master, it's the same as always. Master and Mingyi are currently living together at Minghe Hall." A respectful voice came from the other end.

Lu Zhiyan narrowed his eyes; it seemed Lu Ji was serious this time.

After a while, the other end spoke again, "Young Master, the Master accompanied Mingyi to the hospital these past two days."

Lu Zhiyan raised an eyebrow, his voice carrying a hint of mockery, "Oh? Have you investigated thoroughly?"

"Hmm...it seems she's pregnant." Lu Zhiyan chuckled, truly still vigorous for her age.

"Alright, I got it. Keep an eye on it." Lu Zhiyan tapped his fingers on the table.

He has always maintained a neutral stance regarding Lu's affiliation.

Neither hate nor love.

This unborn child posed no threat to him whatsoever. He didn't need to take it to heart.

Lu Zhiyan got up and left the study, returning to his room, where Nan Xu was already dozing off in bed.

He didn't disturb Nan Xu, turned around, took his pajamas, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Lu Zhiyan came out covered in sweat. Nan Xu had been exhausted these past two days, and he didn't want to bother her anymore.

I went to bed early.

The next day, Nanxu received a call from the director early in the morning.

Nan Xu, still half-asleep, asked, "Hello, who is this?"

The director thought he had dialed the wrong number. He checked with his assistant behind him several times before speaking, "I am Zhang San, the director of 'The Sound of Falling'."

Nan Xu was confused for a moment; she didn't seem to recognize any directors.

"You've dialed the wrong number. I don't know any director." With that, Nan Xu hung up the phone and went back to sleep.

Zhang San stared at the disconnected phone, lost in thought, then roared, "She! She dared to hang up on me!"

Although he's not a big-name director, he's now considered the director of the new dramas for her artists.

How could someone just die so easily?
Zhang San stomped his foot angrily.

The assistant comforted her, saying, "Director Zhang, she must have forgotten because she was busy. Let me call her."

Zhang San refused to believe it and pushed his assistant's outstretched hand back, gritting his teeth and saying, "No need, I'll do it myself!"

He refused to believe it, and he even got his phone hung up on.

Sure enough, Nanxu groggily opened one eye.

Just hung up.

Zhang San was so angry that he was speechless.

Zhang San thought of an extremely corny line: "Okay, woman, you've successfully caught my attention."

Zhang San dialed the phone again, and this time Lu Zhiyan answered.

"Hello, who is this?" Lu Zhiyan spoke in a hoarse voice, coughing lightly before his voice became clearer.

Zhang San took out his phone and looked at the number. Why was the voice changing to a male's?

"Are you really me?" Zhang San's questioning voice came through.

"More or less. Just say what you have to say."

almost?
When asked if it was you, you said it was almost the same person?
What's wrong? Can you split yourself into two or have a split personality?
Zhang San thought silently.

"If this isn't the person in question, please pass this message on to them. The new drama will start filming in three days in Yaocheng, and we need to go there a day in advance."

"Okay, got it." He then hung up the phone.

Nan Xu slowly woke up after a while, rubbing her eyes and yawning, asking, "Who were you talking to on the phone just now?"

Lu Zhiyan paused, holding Nan Xu's phone. "You don't remember?"

"What should I remember?" Nanxu asked in return.

"Oh, it's nothing. The director of 'The Sound of the Other Side' called and said that filming for the new drama 'Yaocheng' will start in three days, and we need to go there a day in advance."

Nan Xu nodded. "Then you should have called me. How come you know more than I do?"

Lu Zhiyan sighed, "They called you three times. The first time you said a few words and hung up, the second time you didn't even answer, and the third time I answered."

Nan Xu frowned; at first, she thought it was a wrong number.

She forgot the second time.

Nanxu lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, thinking, "I'm doomed."

She even had the director call her three times, worried that she might get a hard time if she accompanied Sang Tingwan to the set.

Before even joining the crew, she had already offended the director. Nan Xu was on the verge of tears.

(End of this chapter)