The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship-Chapter 661 - 574 Let’s Give It a Try

Jian Si’s hand was held by him, his palm dry and warm, with long knuckles and neatly trimmed nails, all pleasant to the eye.

She struggled for a short while then gave up, as he simply did not allow her to escape his control.

Jian Si’s face flushed like burnt charcoal, she could only turn her head to look out of the window, didn’t he understand,

Thinking about the straightforward words he spoke in Hengshan County, Jian Si’s heart thumped wildly, losing its rhythm.

Having spent so much time together, she had come to understand his temperament somewhat, what he meant to express. She wasn’t really clueless, mad at his unfiltered speech, and now she felt dazed because of him.

It was like a dream,

"We have arrived." Hong Yuan slowly stopped the car.

When getting out of the car, Nan Zhan still held Jian Si’s hand. No one in the car saw her struggle, so she just let him have his way, but now, with people coming and going, and with Hong Yuan watching, she immediately pulled her hand vigorously out.

Nan Zhan, watching her stubborn look, chuckled and let go of her hand.

Leng Shaoqing had said, not to rush things, to progress step by step, he would listen to him this time.

Nan Zhan had lived for over thirty years and had never truly fallen for any woman, so now he understood his own feelings,

The moment Leng Shaoqing entered the private room, he saw Jian Si. She was sitting alone on a dark red chair, flipping through the menu.

The crystal chandelier above was clear and brilliant, overflowing with light, specks of radiance scattered in her clear eyes, and on her jet-back hair, with high nose bridge, skin white as snow, like a princess traversing from some ancient dynasty.

She was beautiful, a beauty with an ancient charm.

Leng Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, so Lawyer Nan liked this style.

"Hi!" Leng Shaoqing greeted softly.

Jian Si knew someone was at the door, thinking it was Nan Zhan coming back. She lifted her head to see this man, his slightly raised eyes carrying a hint of allure

"Hello." Jian Si didn’t know who he was, and politely nodded her head.

Leng Shaoqing had already walked over with graceful steps, "Little sister, may I invite you for a drink?"

As he spoke, his body already closed in, the unfamiliar masculine scent made Jian Si immediately lean back defensively, while simultaneously lifting the menu between them.

"I don’t know you."

Leng Shaoqing chuckled: "Sister, you’re so pure. You didn’t know me, but don’t we know each other now?"

"If you come any closer, I will call for help."

He quickly called out, "Let’s talk, no need for hands."

Nan Zhan released his collar, glared at him, then glanced at Jian Si whose eyes clearly showed reliance on him due to his presence,

It seems in her eyes, he was different from other men.

"This is Leng Shaoqing, the owner of Xiangshan Club." Nan Zhan introduced perfunctorily, seemingly reluctant, quickly changing the subject: "You can pretend he doesn’t exist."

Leng Shaoqing adjusted his collar: "..."

Jian Si suddenly realized, so this was Leng Shaoqing. It’s said that he owned shares in over half of Aus City’s entertainment venues, and the Leng Family monopolized the high-end club market nationwide, becoming a symbol of status in the upper class.

"Hello." Jian Si saw the relationship between the two men, also knew that earlier was just a joke, and with great ease, all was clear, "I’m Jian Si."

"Little Si sister, hello." Leng Shaoqing’s eyes narrowed, "Has anyone ever told you that you look like someone from a painting."

"Ah?" Jian Si blinked in confusion.

Nan Zhan unceremoniously started to send him off, "Leng Shao, you should go and attend to the guests."

He treated him like a waiter of sorts, still needing to attend to guests?

Leng Shaoqing left with a meaningful smile, happily saying, "Goodbye, little Si sister."

Jian Si was dumbfounded.

Although this Leng Shaoqing looked like a playboy, she didn’t dislike him; rather, beneath his charming exterior, she seemed to see a lonely and solitary man, a man with a story.

Jian Si kept gazing at Leng Shaoqing’s figure, which greatly displeased someone. He directly placed the menu in front of her to block her line of sight: "Is he better looking than me?"

Jian Si said: "You two are different types, one wild, one aloof, one charming, one bright."

Nan Zhan tapped on the table, looking serious: "Then tell me, what type am I?"

Jian Si seriously looked at him, earnestly said: "I don’t want to analyze you right now, I just want to analyze the dishes, can you give me the menu back?"

Nan Zhan: "..."

Alright, his little woman is really hungry.

This wasn’t Jian Si’s first time eating at Xiangshan Club, but each time she was shocked by the menu prices, doesn’t the price bureau care at all?

After ordering, the waiter brought over an ice cream, served in a crystal-carved rose bowl which upon opening, seemed like a fairyland with enchanting mist surrounding; the waiter said, "This is from Mr. Leng to Miss Jian."

Jian Si quickly said thank you, her eyebrows showing great joy, Mr. Leng Shaoqing was indeed a good person.

A few moments later, the waiter brought two more ice creams, smiling, "These are from Mr. Nan to Miss Jian."

Jian Si hesitantly looked at him, only to see him fiddling with his phone, unknown when he had ordered them.

He directly handed the one from Leng Shaoqing back to the waiter’s tray, "This one doesn’t taste good, we don’t want it."

The waiter was taken aback, but it was the same thing after all.

Jian Si felt it was both amusing and wasteful, and said to him, "I can’t finish two."

"Eat as much as you can, I’ll eat the rest if you can’t finish."

Only after finishing her meal did Jian Si realize, the signature ice cream of Xiangshan Club was worth a four-figure sum.

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Nan Zhan originally wanted to drive Jian Si home, but he had to stop halfway and let Hong Yuan take her home after receiving a call from Helan Ying.

After getting out of the car, Nan Zhan did not hurry away, but leaned on the car window watching Jian Si sitting in the back. His typically sharp and handsome features softened rarely, his eyes and lips as if dancing with sunlight.

He said, "Call me when you get home."

Jian Si: "Okay."

Then she shyly turned her head, "You should go now."

Nan Zhan chuckled lightly, straightened up, and walked back under the street lamp by the roadside.

A taxi came along, but he didn’t rush to flag it down, instead, with his hands in his pockets, his mood uplifted as he watched Jian Si’s car disappear into the distance.

OH, what to do, he seems to miss her again.

Jian Si wasn’t as composed as she appeared on the surface, Nan

"Look at him, he’s like a child, he’s never been in love, you’re the first one."

Jian Si was slightly startled, not expecting Nan Zhan’s love history to be as blank as hers, like a clean sheet of paper. Their only intersection eight years ago was missed, and now they met again by a twist of fate—perhaps it was meant to be.

Jian Si felt relieved and smiled looking out the window.

Well, aside from his bad temper, she seemed to like him a bit too, so why not, just give it a try.

Jian Si was in a great mood, thanked Hong Yuan for offering to accompany her upstairs, and happily carried her luggage into the elevator.

The house was very quiet; her words met no response.

"Where did they go?" Jian Si put the keys on the rack at the entryway and changed into slippers.

"Zhengzheng, I’m back." Jian Si went from the living room to the bedroom and then to the kitchen, not only missing Zhengzheng, but the nanny was also nowhere to be seen.

She didn’t find anything unusual, still thinking that the nanny and Zhengzheng had gone out to bask in the sun together.

After putting away her luggage, Jian Si tried to call the nanny, but couldn’t get through.

Only then did she start to sense something was wrong.

Jian Si entered the dining room, only to find delicious meals on the table, and a small bowl that had been eaten from.

The meal was finished, and the nanny wouldn’t normally leave the meals on the table without cleaning up.

She rushed back to the bedroom, opened Zhengzheng’s wardrobe, and found that all of his clothes were gone, as well as his small suitcase.

Jian Si’s eyelids twitched fiercely, she was almost certain, Zhengzheng had been taken away.

Who?

Nan Zhan?

Was it him? He really hasn’t given up.