"I have my own plans,"
In the face of Ruan Yiyang’s words, He Nan’s face showed no particular change in expression, his demeanor as indifferent as if he were listening to someone else’s story.
"Nan, do you really decide to go into business after leaving the military?" Ruan Yiyang still found it somewhat hard to believe inside, sometimes even wondering whether He Nan was actually undercover.
"How about ’Lanyue’ for the brand name?" He Nan didn’t answer but asked a question in return.
Caught off guard, Ruan Yiyang then understood what he meant and sighed helplessly, "Although the old man verbally disowns you, he always seems to eavesdrop whenever someone mentions you, obviously still caring about you. Make some time to visit Beijing more often to see him! I heard his health isn’t as good as it used to be."
Actually, even though he also thought it was a pity for He Nan to go into business, he figured it might not be such a bad idea after all.
They would have more chances to get together and wouldn’t have to worry about He Nan encountering any danger. Heaven knows, when He Nan had just enlisted, he had dreamed several times about him coming back covered in blood.
Every time, he would wake up from the nightmare in a cold sweat.
If it weren’t for He Nan’s discharge, when would the two of them have the chance to sit and chat leisurely?
Not to mention, taking him to see the sights of Licheng.
"He could live another ten or eight years without any big issues," He Nan raised an eyebrow slightly, piercing through the exaggeration in Ruan Yiyang’s words.
Indeed, nothing could escape He Nan’s eyes.
Old Man He, I’m sorry, it’s not my fault, it’s just that this guy is too sharp.
When Shen Mianmian and Lu Siyuan returned to the Lu Family, Xiaocui had already prepared lunch, and both were so hungry that they dug in heartily as soon as they sat down.
After eating their fill, she immediately changed into new clothes and shoes. She had originally planned to throw away the old clothes, but Grandpa Lu couldn’t bear to waste and suggested keeping them to make into shoe soles for Gao Changchun. Newest update provıded by 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✶𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲✶𝗻𝗲𝘁
Dressed in a light blue top matched with black straight-leg pants, she purposely tucked the top slightly into the waist, making the simple outfit look fashionable.
Xiaocui, after washing the dishes and chopsticks, came out to see Shen Mianmian looking and was so surprised that her mouth hung open.
"Mianmian, is that really you?"
The clothes were simple, with nothing special in their style; she had seen others wearing them too, but never thought they could look so good.
She didn’t know whether it was the person who brought the clothes to life, or if the clothes made the person look more beautiful. Shen Mianmian was already attractive, but dressed up this way, she looked just like a little fairy.
Even the fairies and beauties in TV shows were not as good-looking as Shen Mianmian.
Xiaocui, a young girl herself, was absolutely dazzled.
Amused by Xiaocui’s exaggerated expression, Shen Mianmian laughed, "Is it that exaggerated? I just threw something on."
This kind of attire was very common in the twenty-first century, which she had always liked, but never had the chance to wear. She didn’t expect that wearing it would also attract such admiration from others.
No matter how mature she was inside, being praised for looking good truly made her happy.
Lu Siyuan stared at her for quite some time, until Shen Mianmian spoke, snapping him out of his daze as he awkwardly said, "Now you look like a young lady."
Even though he didn’t choose the clothes, they shopped for them together, so he felt that, in some way, Shen Mianmian’s transformation owed something to him.
Shen Mianmian rolled her eyes at him before turning to side with Xiaocui, and said a bit enviously, "I wish I were as tall as you."