Feast for Shengsheng

Chapter 113 Freedom

He picked up a piece of wood ear mushroom with chopsticks, which was the spicy flavor that Nan Sheng liked, and brought it directly to her mouth.

The fragrance hit her face, and Nan Sheng felt very passive.

This action is too ambiguous.

The ambiguity gave Nan Sheng the illusion that they were a newlywed couple.

Still feeding each other.

In Lu Shiyan's actions, Nan Sheng almost passively bit off the fungus.

Her voice was a little unclear: "It's delicious."

Lu Shiyan smiled softly and used the chopsticks Nan Sheng had used to pick up a piece of dried bean curd and eat it. "It tastes pretty good. But you should eat less chili, or you'll get pimples on your face and it'll be unpleasant again."

Then Lu Shiyan naturally put the plate on the table.

Nan Sheng: "..."

Nan Sheng was completely silent.

Because just now, Lu Shiyan used the chopsticks he had used to eat.

It felt like they were kissing.

I felt the atmosphere was ambiguous before, and now it's even more ambiguous.

Only Lu Shiyan seemed to be fine and sat down calmly.

All the things placed in front of him are Nan Sheng’s favorites, probably made specially for Nan Sheng.

Lu Shiyan still had simple black coffee and sandwiches, which was a habit of eating white food he developed after studying abroad for many years.

"Come with me to the company after dinner. The teacher will be here at 10:30." Lu Shiyan finally started talking about serious matters.

Nan Sheng hummed.

She didn't look at Lu Shiyan, but lowered her head and ate quickly without even saying a word.

Lu Shiyan is not a talkative person to begin with, so in this situation, Lu Shiyan seems even quieter.

Breakfast didn't waste much time.

Because this breakfast was the most suffocating meal Nan Sheng had ever had.

After finishing eating, Nan Sheng immediately stood up: "Uncle, I'm done."

Lu Shiyan nodded and put down the pad beside him. Aunt Zhang walked forward naturally and cleared the table.

Lu Shiyan took Nan Sheng away.

Nan Sheng followed behind Lu Shiyan, keeping a proper distance.

The two got into the car one after the other.

Maybe it was because of the tension or something else, but Nan Sheng couldn't fasten her seat belt.

"Is it stuck?" Lu Shiyan frowned slightly.

The man has turned sideways.

Nan Sheng could just see Lu Shiyan's profile.

She couldn't deny that among men, Lu Shiyan was very attractive and sexy.

Compared with Lu Shiyan, Song Xiao looks much more immature.

And Lu Shiyan's masculinity becomes more attractive as he gets older.

That's why Nan Sheng has been obsessed with her for so many years and is completely unable to extricate himself.

"Okay." Lu Shiyan's deep and solid voice came.

There was the sound of the seat belt being buckled, but Nan Sheng didn't dare to say a word.

"Thank you." She spoke awkwardly and passively.

Lu Shiyan didn't say anything. When Lu Shiyan looked up, Nan Sheng also looked up, perhaps out of nervousness or something else.

Then--

The two of them inevitably touched each other, very close.

So close that it's almost ambiguous.

Nan Sheng pushed Lu Shiyan away without a second thought: "Uncle, I don't mean anything."

Lu Shiyan's eyes remained unchanged, and he hummed lightly, not knowing whether he heard it or not.

But this person didn't deliberately make things difficult for Nan Sheng.

Soon, Lu Shiyan started the engine and the car drove steadily towards the Lu Group.

Nan Sheng sat in the passenger seat, feeling uneasy.

When the car stopped in the basement, Nan Sheng jumped out without thinking.

The fresh air outside gradually calmed Nan Sheng down.

Lu Shiyan got out of the car calmly and could clearly see all of Nan Sheng's emotions.

But Lu Shiyan did not expose Nan Sheng's current thoughts.

Soon, the two walked into the elevator side by side.

This elevator is used exclusively by Lu Shiyan, so it is impossible for anyone else to come in. Nan Sheng also breathed a sigh of relief.

Until the elevator stopped at the president's office.

The two walked out one after the other.

When the people in the secretariat saw Nan Sheng, they were very calm, as if they had known about it for a long time.

"Mr. Lu, the teacher is here." Xu Cheng stepped forward and said respectfully, "I found a conference room to teach the young lady."

Lu Shiyan hummed.

"Miss, please follow me." Xu Cheng turned and looked at Nan Sheng.

Nan Sheng was eager for this, so she walked towards Xu Cheng without thinking.

Lu Shiyan held the bag in one hand, remaining calm.

It was not until Nan Sheng disappeared from his sight that he withdrew his gaze indifferently.

The secretary had already handed over the meeting materials. Lu Shiyan took them and walked calmly towards the meeting room.

Nan Sheng met her oral English teacher in the office.

A middle-aged woman in her forties, very safe.

She was wearing a gray suit, black glasses, and was serious.

Nan Sheng would rather face the teacher than Lu Shiyan.

The teacher's class is very systematic and his spoken pronunciation is also very standard American pronunciation.

Nan Sheng's English is good, so learning is not too difficult.

Having something to do is always better than Nan Sheng letting his mind wander.

So time passed very quickly.

Nan Sheng followed Lu Shiyan to work at the company every day, and the teacher would come to teach Nan Sheng on time.

This class lasts all day.

When the teacher left in the evening, Nan Sheng had no time to breathe a sigh of relief.

But he found that Lu Shiyan came to check his homework.

Compared to the teacher's speaking style, Lu Shiyan's seems simpler.

He no longer communicated with Nan Sheng in Chinese, but in English, but he was able to make the spoken language easy for Nan Sheng to grasp the meaning immediately.

Nan Sheng was unconsciously mesmerized.

When she discovered it, Nan Sheng was shocked to find that the two were too close.

Close to the point of being ambiguous.

In the past few days, the adjective Nan Sheng used most often to describe the relationship between herself and Lu Shiyan was "ambiguous."

At first, Nan Sheng thought it was just an absurd idea.

But now, Nan Sheng really doesn’t think so.

Nan Sheng couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Hmm? Do you understand what I said?" Lu Shiyan asked Nan Sheng in a low voice.

"I understand." Nan Sheng repeated.

Then Nan Sheng subconsciously distanced herself from Lu Shiyan.

Lu Shiyan noticed: "Are you still hiding from me?"

"No, uncle misunderstood." Nan Sheng denied.

Lu Shiyan looked at Nan Sheng calmly, and then said, "During the break, if you want to go out, you can go out on your own. But the bodyguards will follow you. Nan Sheng, I will give you freedom, but you know the limits of this freedom."

Nan Sheng was a little surprised that Lu Shiyan suddenly gave in.

But Nan Sheng thought of something, because Song Xiao had already gone abroad.

If Nan Sheng remembered correctly, Song Xiao was on yesterday's flight and, barring any unexpected events, he would have arrived in Boston by now.

Haha, no wonder Lu Shiyan was so generous in giving me freedom.

However, Nan Sheng did not reveal such emotions and nodded obediently: "I know, I will not forget what I promised uncle, thank you uncle."

Lu Shiyan hummed.