The Big Shot is Also Crazy About Me Today

Chapter 1222 - 1166: He Must Be an Excellent Man (2)

"Warm soul?" Lv Nan Nan chuckled and said, "That’s really abstract, but I believe with your great qualities, you’ll definitely meet that person in the future!"

Shi Nuan nodded lightly and replied, "I believe you will also meet someone who doesn’t require you to sacrifice yourself, but is willing to sacrifice much for loving you!"

Lv Nan Nan paused, then smiled softly in response, saying, "Let’s hope so!"

The two finished their meal and returned to the company, bidding each other goodbye and planning to meet He Meisui and Ou Xiaoning for dinner this weekend.

Lv Nan Nan’s department is on a lower floor than Shi Nuan’s, so she got off the elevator a bit earlier. After saying goodbye to Shi Nuan, she gracefully turned around and headed towards the sales department.

At the moment the elevator doors closed, Shi Nuan looked at Lv Nan Nan’s back, unsure if it was just her imagination or something else.

She always felt that Lv Nan Nan was not quite the same as before.

...

Shi Nuan quickly reached the project department floor, perhaps distracted, and accidentally bumped into someone as she stepped out.

The person hurriedly apologized, and Shi Nuan looked up, recognizing him as a colleague from the project department.

A very young man, appearing only two or three years older than her, tall and handsome.

Moreover, he gave off a sunny impression, standing out in the solemn and serious environment of the project department.

So Shi Nuan had noticed him, but her attention was limited because she didn’t know his name.

Shi Nuan softly shook her head and said, "It’s okay..."

She intended to leave immediately, not being someone adept at small talk.

But after only a couple of steps, he called out to her, saying, "Wait!"

Shi Nuan paused, turned around, and looked at him, confused.

He smiled awkwardly and then took out a light blue handkerchief from his pocket, and Shi Nuan was startled.

He said, "I recall you seemed to have used such a handkerchief, so I thought it might be yours!"

It indeed was Shi Nuan’s—more precisely, Song Yansheng’s.

Shi Nuan had about two of them, one in the drawer at home and one in her bag.

However, she rarely used them, only occasionally when she ran out of tissues or wet wipes.

Yet, those few times had caught someone’s attention.

Shi Nuan reached out to take the handkerchief and said, "Thank you!"

He smiled, showing two neat rows of white teeth, indeed a sunny guy.

He said, "You’re welcome!"

Shi Nuan acknowledged with an "Mm" and tried to leave again, only to be called back once more.

He scratched his head, slightly awkwardly asking, "Um, I saw there’s a ’Yu’ embroidered on the handkerchief. Does it have any special meaning?"

Shi Nuan’s eyes flickered.

Yu used to be Song Yansheng’s name and later became his style name.

But the public only knew Song Yansheng, not Song Yu.

So she wasn’t worried about this man linking the name to Song Yansheng.

She simply replied softly, "Yes, it’s the name of someone I admire and like very much who has a ’Yu’ in their name."

"I see..." he said, his eyes showing a hint of disappointment, then smiled and said, "He must be an excellent person to be admired and liked by Miss Song!"

Shi Nuan replied with "Mm," and asked, "Can I go now?"

He nodded and didn’t say anything else. Shi Nuan turned around, glanced at the handkerchief in her hand, and sighed lightly.

If Song Yansheng knew that his handkerchief almost led to a romance, who knows what he’d think.

Well, he’d likely be jealous and might not allow her to bring handkerchiefs out anymore; his temper is quite big.

Thinking about this, Shi Nuan couldn’t help but smile. Previously, thoughts of Song Yansheng left her feeling lost and confused, maybe even a bit afraid.

But now, she only felt warmth, warmth that reached the depths of her soul.

Shi Nuan returned to her office, and the first thing she opened wasn’t the shareholders’ meeting documents, but the materials her grandfather had given her.

When Shi Nuan was eight, the old man passed away. At that time, she was still small, and often when she recalled, her grandfather’s shadow was blurry.

But his kindness and spoiling toward her were vividly remembered.

Her grandfather had once founded the Xu Family, and as she went through its thirty-plus years of development, she was impressed by her grandfather Zhuo Jun’s business talents.

She couldn’t help but compare her grandfather with Song Yansheng.

Her grandfather adored her grandmother, but reportedly their relationship when young wasn’t very good.