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After the meal, Aunt Jia, the Jiang family's housekeeper, began to tidy up.

As Dai Yin got up to help, she instructed her daughter, Jiang Nansun, to change the tea on the coffee table.

Grandma Jiang then pulled Han Tao back to the sofa and chatted about the customs and traditions of old Shanghai. Jiang Pengfei smiled and chimed in, and the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

Seeing this, Zhu Suosuo made an excuse to wash fruit for everyone, and then hid in the kitchen, staring blankly at the faucet for a long time.

She couldn't help but recall once again the days she had spent wandering and helpless, without parents to rely on, without benefactors to help her, and she could only climb up step by step on her own.

Han Tao's appearance was like a bright light shining into her dreary life. She really didn't want to miss it, nor did she want to just let it slip away.

Jiang Nansun pushed open the door with a teapot in his hand and saw that she looked dazed, so he lowered his voice and asked:

"SuoSuo, what are you thinking about? The water's about to overflow!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Suosuo snapped out of her daze, quickly turned off the tap, shook the water droplets off her hands, and smiled casually, "I was thinking about how to get Teacher Han to look at me more."

"You're such a fangirl." Jiang Nansun was amused by her words, picked up a grape from the fruit plate and threw it at her. "Do you have to be so obvious about it?"

Is this love at first sight? Or is it lust at first sight... no, it's lust at first sight for money.

Otherwise, how could you have become so obsessed with Grandma and my dad after only meeting them once?

  

Zhu Suosuo caught the grape and took a bite: "It's different. I look at the person, while your grandma and your dad look at their family background or what their conditions are like."

Of course, I also hope that my boyfriend is a rich and talented person.

After all, having a car and a house is definitely better than having nothing, or even struggling to rent a one-bedroom apartment, right?

However, I don't mean to say that working for someone is bad. White-collar workers and senior executives are, in a sense, also working for someone.

But if you're being precise, there are still significant differences, and I'm not ashamed to admit that I aspire to higher goals.

"You!" Jiang Nansun sensed the seriousness in her words, dropped his joking expression, leaned closer, and lowered his voice:

"Don't blame me for being blunt, but Teacher Han is indeed very good. However, there is a huge gap between you all."

If I really decide to pursue him, I have to show real talent; I can't just rely on fleeting enthusiasm and my old tricks.

Zhu Suosuo raised her eyes, a stubborn look in them. "My Princess Nansun, you wouldn't understand this."

As the saying goes, "It's like climbing a mountain for a man to pursue a woman, but like piercing a thin veil for a woman to pursue a man!" With your figure and looks, as long as you put in the effort, you'll definitely succeed.

At worst, I'll learn whatever he likes. I'll strive to become the kind of person he admires.

I'm not afraid of being slow; what I'm afraid of is not even having the chance to try.

"Okay, then I'll keep an eye on him for you, so he doesn't get snatched away by another neighbor first." Jiang Nansun didn't try to persuade him any further.

She understood Zhu Suosuo, her best friend who had grown up in the cracks of society. Once she made up her mind about something, nothing could sway her.

Zhu Suosuo exchanged a smile with her, dried her hands, and walked out of the kitchen. Her gaze unconsciously drifted to the figure in the living room, chatting and laughing with Grandma Jiang.

"Teacher Han, have some fruit." She sat down next to him casually, adding, "Especially these grapes, they're so sweet, you should try some!"

Han Tao looked up, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment. He nodded politely in thanks, then picked up a grape and put it in his mouth.

At this moment, Jiang Pengfei suddenly remembered something and slapped his forehead: "Oh right, Xiao Han, didn't you just say you were interested in the Shikumen architecture of old Shanghai?"

The alleyway where Suo Suo lives now is a genuine old house from the Republican era. If you don't have anything to do later, you can take her back and take a look at the buildings there.

Zhu Suosuo's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this, but her face showed no excitement. She simply tilted her head slightly and spoke with sincerity:

"I've lived there for almost twenty years. If Teacher Han likes it, he can definitely go and take a look. It has a lot of historical significance."

In particular, there is a bakery across from my uncle's house that has been a traditional craft for decades or even centuries.

Every afternoon at three o'clock, fresh bread comes out of their oven, and the aroma fills the whole street—it's incredibly tempting!

Han Tao nodded in agreement, saying, "Miss Zhu lives in a Shikumen house? What a coincidence."

These old buildings are becoming increasingly rare with each demolition, so I'd definitely need your help as a tour guide sometime. Also, I'd like to try that bread you mentioned.

"Of course, no problem," Zhu Suosuo replied with a smile, her voice brimming with barely concealed joy.

"The grandparents who run that bakery have very eccentric temperaments, but their skills are truly exceptional."

Besides, they have a limited supply of bread. If Teacher Han goes, I might be able to do you a favor and get you an extra freshly baked loaf.

Han Tao naturally noticed Zhu Suosuo's enthusiasm, and he didn't refuse. He smiled and said, "That's great. It seems Miss Zhu is quite popular in the old alley."

"That's right." Zhu Suosuo readily accepted the compliment. "The warmth and human touch in the old alleyways is something you can't experience living in high-rise buildings."

When I was a child, in the summer, if someone made mung bean soup, the whole alley would share a bowl. In the winter, if someone lit a stove, everyone could borrow coal briquettes to start a fire.

Aunt Jia happened to come out to serve tea and snacks. Hearing what she said, she couldn't help but say, "Suo Suo is absolutely right."

Back when my family lived in a Shikumen house, the aunt next door would always bring over a bowl of braised pork. The aroma would waft from the first floor to the third.

But now, in these residential areas, once the gate is closed, you have no idea who lives across the street.

Han Tao nodded thoughtfully, his gaze lingering on Zhu Suosuo's expressive eyes and brows as she spoke, and he silently praised her.

"Zhu Suosuo is indeed beautiful. No matter when you see her, she exudes a sense of sophistication."

Zhu Suosuo noticed his gaze, her heart skipped a beat, but she stubbornly refused to look away, instead curving her lips into a smile:

"If Teacher Han really wants to see it, how about today? Anyway, I can't sleep if I go back so early, so I can be your tour guide."

"The bread isn't fresh out of the oven at this time, but it's still quite good. I guarantee you'll be amazed after you try it."

These words were spoken casually and naturally, yet carried a hint of probing. Jiang Nansun, standing at the kitchen doorway, overheard them and secretly felt a pang of anxiety for her.

Han Tao picked up his teacup, gently blew on it to cool it, and took a sip. "Alright, then I'll take Miss Zhu home. You'll be my tour guide this time!"

"Teacher Han, please just call me Suosuo. Calling me Miss Zhu feels really awkward!"

Zhu Suosuo specifically corrected the form of address, then smiled exceptionally brightly and continued:

"Speaking of which, I majored in tourism in college, so I'm a professional tour guide!"