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

Chapter 64 Men with eight 8s are also gossipy.
The next morning, while Nan Xu was still asleep, Lu Zhiyan carefully pulled out the arm that Nan Xu had been using as a pillow all night.

The curtains were blown by the wind, letting in the light outside. The sun had just risen, and the distant horizon was just beginning to lighten.

Looking at Nanxu's still slightly flushed cheeks and the water droplets clinging to her eyelashes, one can tell how intense the "battle" was last night.

Lu Zhiyan picked up the bathrobe that had fallen on the carpet, put it on, and went out, carefully closing the bedroom door behind him.

After returning to the capital, he should put the proposal, marriage, and wedding on the agenda and have a comprehensive plan.

Grandpa and Grandma didn't want to wait, and neither did he. Before, Shu Youli was already watching them like a hawk; who knew if someone else would come along later?
He should have made plans earlier.

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Zhiyan called Yue Heng.

At that moment, Yue Heng from Beijing walked out of his nightclub, looking refreshed. He saw that the contact name was Lu Zhiyan, but for a moment, he couldn't recall who it was.

When did he get a friend with the surname Lu?

But looking at the phone number with eight 8s at the end, he thought, "It must belong to someone important." But why couldn't he remember it?
As I watched the phone ring incessantly, I pressed the answer button.

"Hello."

"Hello, I'd like to ask about Nan Xu..."

Are you asking about Nanxu's parents again?

Why are so many people asking about this?
Since the revelation yesterday, many people have asked him how he could possibly know the intricacies of the situation.
They just gave a few perfunctory answers and that was it.

I never expected this guy surnamed Lu, with eight 8s in his name, to be so gossipy.

Lu Zhiyan was interrupted before he could finish speaking: "What business is it of yours whether other people get divorced or not? Mind your own business. You're always worrying about nothing."

On the other side, Lu Zhiyan frowned. When did he ask Nanxu about her parents?

Seeing that the other person was not speaking, Yue Heng wanted to hang up the phone.

"I wasn't asking about Nanxu's parents, I was asking about Nanxu herself," Lu Zhiyan said helplessly, revealing his thoughts.

Ask about Nanxu?
"Who are you? Why should I tell you?" Yue Heng leaned against the car.

……

After all this talk about feelings, Yue Heng still doesn't know who he is.

"Lu Zhiyan, Nanxu's boyfriend."

Yue Heng lost his footing and slipped, falling down by accident. Luckily, he managed to grab the car's rearview mirror.

When did Nanxu get a boyfriend? How come he didn't know!
I'm going crazy! What does their relationship of so many years mean?
Yue Heng was filled with impotent rage deep inside.

A thought flashed through my mind: Could the person on the other end be a scammer?

"Okay, then how will you prove it?" Yue Heng asked casually.

“We met before when we were camping.”

Just that one sentence suddenly awakened Yue Heng's previously dead memories.

Yue Heng immediately remembered everything and said kindly, "Oh, it's Brother Lu! I'm so sorry, I was so busy I forgot. Just tell me what's on your mind, and I'll tell you everything I know."

"It's nothing, I just wanted to know, if I were to propose, what style would Nanxu prefer?"

Proposal?

What kind of proposal was that?

Yue Heng was shocked, and stammered, "Brother Lu, I remember you two weren't together yet during the last camping trip, right? How long has it been and you're already proposing?"

It's no wonder Yue Heng was shocked; they had only been together for forty days at most.

Now it was Lu Zhiyan's turn to be at a loss for words.

How did he say?
Does that mean you impulsively want to get married when you fall in love?
But his marriage wasn't impulsive; it was premeditated.

Or did he fall for Nan Xu before she was even an adult?

No matter how I say it, it doesn't feel right, especially the second one; it feels particularly awkward to say it out loud.

"Uh, this..." Lu Zhiyan hesitated, not knowing what to say.

Hearing Lu Zhiyan's hesitant words, Yue Heng wisely refrained from asking further. "I feel like I can't explain this in just a few words. How about we meet sometime and discuss it in detail?" Yue Heng tentatively suggested.

After some thought, Lu Zhiyan realized that some things couldn't be explained in just a few words.

"Okay, then how about next weekend? I don't know if you have time."

Next weekend?
Today is Saturday, the weekend, so why do we have to wait until next week?
"Brother Lu, if I may ask, isn't today the weekend? Why do we have to wait until next week?"

“I won’t be in Beijing this weekend.” Lu Zhiyan leaned back on the sofa, his deep eyes looking at the bedroom door.

"Ah, I see. Okay, I'm free." Yue Heng opened the car door and got in.

He has nothing to do all day long, so he has the most free time.

The sun was rising in the east and met Yue Heng's gaze; he felt the sunlight was somewhat dazzling.

"Then please make sure you keep this a secret." Lu Zhiyan sensed footsteps coming from the bedroom.

"Definitely," Yue Heng said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll hang up now." With that, he hung up the phone.

Yue Heng placed his phone on the seat next to him.

Sigh, I never expected that Nan Xu would be the one to get married first. I wonder if Ling Shu and Shu Youli know that Nan Xu has a boyfriend.

It's best if they don't know, otherwise he'll feel resentful.

Thinking about it, Yue Heng wanted to pick up the phone and call Shu Youli and Ling Shu to ask.

Just as he reached out his hand, Yue Heng remembered Lu Zhiyan's instructions, clicked his tongue, and used his other hand to slap away the outstretched hand.

He kept muttering, "I said it's a secret, it's a secret, but my hand keeps reaching out, reaching out."

After hesitating for a while, Yue Heng finally called Shu Youli.

He promised not to mention Nanxu's affairs, and just asked if he was free to come out and have some fun.

Shu Youli was brushing her teeth when she picked up her phone, which was lying to the side.

"Hey, what's up so early in the morning?" Shu Youli said, his words slurred.

Hearing the slurred words coming from inside, Yue Heng couldn't understand them either.

"What are you babbling about?" Yue Heng asked, displeased.

Shu Youli frowned as she looked at her phone, placed it on the sink, picked up her mouthwash cup, took a sip of water, and then spat it into the sink.

"I'm asking you, why did you call me so early in the morning?" Shu Youli asked, rinsing her mouth and rinsing her toothbrush under the tap.

Yue Heng heard what Shu Youli said clearly this time.

"Nothing much, I just wanted to ask if you're free to come to my shop tonight."

Shu Youli refused without even thinking.

"No, I have things to do at the company." Shu Youli looked at herself in the mirror and wiped the toothpaste foam from the corner of her mouth with a towel.

Upon hearing that he had to work on the weekend, Yue Heng immediately swore.

"Are you crazy? Working on weekends? People working at your company are going to suffer." Yue Heng's sarcastic voice came through the receiver to Shu Youli's ears.

Shu Youli sneered, "Do you even know what a capitalist is?"

"Wow, you're shameless! Do you even pay overtime?"

"Go and ask around, how many companies have weekends off? Our company has six days off a week, 9 to 5, no overtime, which is already pretty good!" Shu Youli took her phone and left the bathroom, then turned and went back to her bedroom to change her clothes.

Yue Heng cursed under his breath, "You capitalist bastard."

Shu Youli happened to overhear this.

"You don't need to curse me. Your nightclub's system isn't much better than our company's. Besides, your dad is a capitalist. Otherwise, why would he support a small-time capitalist like you?"

Yue Heng clicked his tongue and angrily said, "I'm not talking to you anymore!" and hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)