?426: Chapter 303: Nanxi, I will find you【Five thousand words】_1 426: Chapter 303: Nanxi, I will find you【Five thousand words】_1 This morning’s work, if we ignore the unconventional nces received from multiple colleagues due to wearing t shoes, went rather smoothly.
No one asked her why she was wearing t shoes, but Nanxi seemed to associate it with Lu Yinchu, and didn’t ask further about it.
Although wearing t shoes felt rather awkward, it was undeniably morefortable than running around in high heels.
Another unusual thing was that the “special treatment” Han Baobao receivedst 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 te, despite theck 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 Baobao’s work attitude was noticeably poorer.
She was given arge pile of documents to deliver to the design department, which made her frown andin, “How can I carry all of this by myself?”
The colleague said, “It’s actually not that much.
Xiaoyu, who is smaller than you, carried even more material from the 23rd floor to the 27th floor using the stairsst time…”
Before Han Baobao could vent her frustration, Nanxi intervened, “I’m not very busy right now, why don’t I go deliver it?”
Han Baobao clenched her teeth and held back her anger.
As Nanxi walked out with the stack of documents, the colleagues cast a nce 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 nced at the colleague who had directed her earlier.
His name was Liu Ye, the deputy leader of Team A of the department.
He didn’t look too old but seemed capable.
Now restrained by her brother, Han Baobao couldn’t do much except silently seethe.
Because of this incident, Han Baobao’s work state in the afternoon wasn’t in good shape.
When it was time to get off work, she left without saying a word.
A colleague asked Nanxi behind her, “Are you friends with Han Baobao?
I feel like you two are nothing alike!”
Nanxi: “…” Who said friends had to be alike?!
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 thepany 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:
——I’m going home first.
Focus on your work, don’t 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 didn’t take more than 15 minutes.
She stopped at arge supermarket’s entrance.
It was time for him to show off his cooking skills tonight!
…
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 Yinchu’s figure, his usually cold lips actually showing a hint of a smile: love can change a person, and that’s 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.