Chapter 97: No need, I have someone to pick me up.
“After boarding, let’s chat about the person who’s been texting,” Yan Shixiu said, pushing Shi Lan toward the jet bridge.
Shi Lan paused for a moment, then suddenly realized that she was now An Lan—she used to be Gu Chengyu’s loyal follower.
But seeing Yan Shixiu’s lips pressed tightly together, his silence and cold demeanor, Shi Lan knew that he minded.
Being harassed and entangled by a scumbag from time to time irritated Shi Lan. But what was there to say about the past?
So, with a not-so-pleasant expression on her face, Shi Lan settled into her first-class seat, put the seat down, and prepared to lie down to sleep. At that moment, Yan Shixiu caught her hand and asked, “Do you still receive such messages often?”
“I block one and another number pops up. I wish those texts would just filter themselves out as spam,” Shi Lan replied irritably, “To me, that’s all in the past.”
“I won’t pry into the past, but I want to know about the future.”
She and Gu Chengyu, that scumbag, are enemies, while she and Yan Shixiu are potential boyfriend and girlfriend—how could those be compared?
Even if she is straightforward, she knows the difference between insiders and outsiders, and who is close or distant.
Besides, her relationship with Yan Shixiu is different from others—like resting on someone else’s shoulder, which she would never want to do.
Shi Lan always considered Yan as part of her own sphere of influence, and anyone who wanted to invade had to get her permission first—a point that hadn’t changed from her past life to this one.
In the past, Miss Shi did have many instances that were laughable, like the yacht graveyard. She never asked if it was needed when she gave gifts, always imposing, but her protectiveness was something Yan cherished deeply.
With that thought, Shi Lan tossed her phone to Yan Shixiu: “Since you want to know, might as well deal with it. Also, I’m going to change my number when we get back.”
The female boss was so annoyed by Gu Chengyu that she considered dying a second time.
“I’ll handle changing the number when we get back,” Yan Shixiu said, taking the phone from her hand, looking to put it back in her bag, “Lie down.”
The number would change, but the flirtatious messages from Gu Chengyu couldn’t be deleted—there was still some value in them. However, each bill had to be accounted for meticulously. As a Scorpio, Yan excelled at holding grudges.
And before putting the phone away, Yan also replied on Shi Lan’s behalf, “No need, I’ve got someone picking me up.”
Shi Lan looked at the message Yan replied with, thinking that from now on, he’d be managing the number—how great!
Thinking that she wouldn’t be the one bothered anymore, Miss Shi instantly felt cheerful, lying down on her seat, only to notice Yan Shixiu still holding his laptop, and asked, “You still have work to do?”
“I have a few emails unchecked, including a contract in French,” Yan Shixiu said, massaging the bridge of his nose.
Shi Lan didn’t speak, just lay down, and after sleeping for forty minutes, was woken up by the flight attendant, “Miss An, would you like to have breakfast?”
Shi Lan propped herself up, just having answered with a decline, when she turned her head and saw Yan Shixiu sleeping in his chair.
Just as the flight attendant was about to wake Yan Shixiu, Shi Lan immediately shushed with a “He won’t need it either.”
The flight attendant immediately understood and whispered, “Then I’ll bring you a cup of water.”
Shi Lan nodded, then propped herself up and cautiously pulled out the laptop from Yan Shixiu’s grasp, looking at the French contract on the screen.
It was a project of her own company, one that she had been pushing forward in her previous life, yet very risky. She had assumed Yan Shixiu would call it off after taking over, but he was continuing it. Moreover, seeing the annotations on the document, Yan’s French was also very good.
Shi Lan wanted to handle it, but in the end, she restrained herself because that wasn’t a skill An Lan should have.