426: Chapter 303: Nanxi, I will find youãFive thousand wordsã_1 426: Chapter 303: Nanxi, I will find youãFive thousand wordsã_1 This morningâs work, if we ignore the unconventional glances received from multiple colleagues due to wearing flat shoes, went rather smoothly.
No one asked her why she was wearing flat shoes, but Nanxi seemed to associate it with Lu Yinchu, and didnât ask further about it.
Although wearing flat shoes felt rather awkward, it was undeniably more comfortable than running around in high heels.
Another unusual thing was that the âspecial treatmentâ Han Baobao received last week seems to have disappeared this week.
Of course, her colleagues were still cordial, but everything that needed to be done was still on her plate, despite the lack of special treatment.
Han Baobao found this suspicious, and took the opportunity to call Han Shaojing while on a break.
She was scolded and told that he had instructed others not to give her any special treatment.
Han Baobao was so angry she almost threw her phone!
In the afternoon, Han Baobaoâs work attitude was noticeably poorer.
She was given a large pile of documents to deliver to the design department, which made her frown and complain, âHow can I carry all of this by myself?â
The colleague said, âItâs actually not that much.
Xiaoyu, who is smaller than you, carried even more material from the 23rd floor to the 27th floor using the stairs last timeâ¦â
Before Han Baobao could vent her frustration, Nanxi intervened, âIâm not very busy right now, why donât I go deliver it?â
Han Baobao clenched her teeth and held back her anger.
As Nanxi walked out with the stack of documents, the colleagues cast a glance at Han Baobao, their expressions carrying ambiguous meanings.
They quickly shifted their gazes away from Han Baobao and went back to their own tasks.
Han Baobao just glanced at the colleague who had directed her earlier.
His name was Liu Ye, the deputy leader of Team A of the department.
He didnât look too old but seemed capable.
Now restrained by her brother, Han Baobao couldnât do much except silently seethe.
Because of this incident, Han Baobaoâs work state in the afternoon wasnât in good shape.
When it was time to get off work, she left without saying a word.
A colleague asked Nanxi behind her, âAre you friends with Han Baobao?
I feel like you two are nothing alike!â
Lu Yinchu had been in a meeting all afternoon.
The meeting content was important and serious, so he ended up forgetting the time.
Nanxi called him, but it went unanswered.
While taking the elevator, she heard that the company was working on a major project, and the management team was working overtime.
She let out a sigh of relief and sent a quick text:
ââIâm going home first.
Focus on your work, donât worry about me!
Nanxi hailed a taxi.
Since Shuicheng Residential District was in the city center and quite close to the KING Group, the ride didnât take more than 15 minutes.
She stopped at a large supermarketâs entrance.
It was time for him to show off his cooking skills tonight!
â¦
When Lu Yinchu saw the text, it was already an hour and a half past the end of work hours.
He felt a little upset but also strangely relieved.
He was originally supposed to attend a business dinner that night, but after seeing the text, he had Mo Yan cancel on his behalf and arranged two vice presidents to attend instead.
He drove home alone.
Mo Yan watched Lu Yinchuâs figure, his usually cold lips actually showing a hint of a smile: love can change a person, and thatâs not a bad thing.
But as losing love can destroy a person, equally so.
When Lu Yinchu arrived home, the sky was already dark.
The warm light leaking from the room indicated someone was inside.
He took out his keys, ready to open the door, but paused just as he was about to insert the key into the lock.
Eventually, he decided to ring the doorbell instead.
The door opened quickly, and Nanxi, wearing an apron, was softly illuminated in the warm light.
In her hand, she was holding a spoon, having obviously been busy in the kitchen.
A sense of satisfaction and contentment slowly sprouted within him.
Before Nanxi could say anything, he stepped forward and embraced her.
He closed his eyes, sniffing the faint fragrance from her body, a mix of her natural scent and a hint of cooking smoke.
He really wanted to thank Nanxi for filling his house with warmth, giving him a sense of home.
Once upon a time, when Nanxi was 14 and he was 24.
In his heart, he had hoped to reappear in her life when she turned 16 and started understanding what love was.
Then, 26-year-old him would gradually imprint his image in her clear, bright eyes.