Zuo Yu An Shu Ting L works

Chapter 81: Zero Communication

    

e. Don't be nervous. Come, take a deep breath with me and relax...."He didn't care at all about the wound on his forehead, nor did he find Shu Ma's madness repulsive. He was extremely patient, treatin...Once this project is finished, there will be no more chance to see Zhuo Yu'an, nor a chance to see Wen Jian. 。Life is finally getting back on track, and she's looking forward to that day. 。She never expected, in her lifetime, to see Wenlan again. 。At the employee cafeteria of Zhuoyuan Technology, Wen Lan, Wen Jian, Zhuo Yu'an, and Wang Yan are having lunch. They are in Zhuo Yu'an's designated dining area. 。At that time, Shu Tinglan and Zhou Ming were queuing for food in the staff canteen. Someone next to them was whispering

"Is that **'s mother She's so elegant..." 。It is said that he has been living overseas and just returned to China. 。He eats in the employee cafeteria, no fuss. He's pretty down-to-earth. 。Didn't you see how much respect Mr. Zhuo showed her She came to see her son-in-law. 。Shu Tinglan's heart skipped a beat as she looked towards Wen Lan. As they had said, she was indeed elegant and remarkably young. Standing next to Wen Jian, they looked like sisters. 。Shutinglan didn't know why, her nose suddenly felt sour. She had just helped her mother transfer to a new hospital. Her mother, due to years of control, was hunched and withered, with loose and dull skin on her face covered in wrinkles. Compared to Wenlan before her, she seemed like she belonged to a different era. 。Just a few years ago, Mother was tall and elegant. She always had a smile on her face, kind and bright eyes, no different from Wenlan. 。What a cruel contrast and disparity this is, I wonder what Father would think if he were still alive. 。Her nose ached, and her eyes welled up. Afraid of losing control again, she found an excuse with Zhou Ming. "Zhou Teacher, I forgot to pick up a file. I'll go back to the office first." 。As she turned, she was unexpectedly seen by Wenlan. 。She looked at Shu Tinglan under the gaze of the crowd, her eyes paused, probably because she didn't expect to see Shu Tinglan at Zhuoyuan Technology. 。Eyes met, time seemed to stand still. Shutinglan felt an emptiness inside her, a hollowness like that left by a strong wind. Her mind was as blank as the vast expanse around her. All she could do instinctively was look at Wenlan with disgust. 。Just like at her father's funeral, looking at Wen Lan all he wanted was for Wen Jian to call him "Father" properly. It filled him with such disgust. 。Wen Lan was now high and mighty, she just glanced at Shu Tinglan, then as if she didn't know him, she turned around and continued to chat happily with Zhuo Yu’an and Wang Yan beside her. 。

He looked down on Shu Tinglan with disdain. 。Shu Tinglan finally calmed down, took a deep breath, and turned back to Zhou Ming to continue queuing for lunch. She couldn't let herself be affected by the mother-daughter duo anymore, no one was going to disrupt her normal life. 。"Huh Why are you back Can I help you pack it to take home" 。The files are ready, I got that wrong before. 。Zhou Ming didn't expose her, she still had red eyes, clearly wanting to cry just now, not knowing what sad thing she was thinking about. 。Tinglan, after the Zhuoyuan Technology project is finished, if Director Xiao doesn't have any suitable projects, you can follow me first. I have two more projects to start. 。Okay, thank you Teacher Zhou. 。"You're right, nothing is more important than making money right now." 。After dinner, the two walked out, only to bump into Wenlan and her companions. 。Zhou Ming didn't know about the grievances between Shu Tinglan and them, so he greeted them cheerfully. "Director Zhuo, " 。Zhuo Yu'an nodded in response, his gaze falling on Shu Tinglan beside him. 。Shutinglan looked up and saw him, then glanced at Wenlan and Wenjian beside him, her expression turning cold. 。。"Yu An, Auntie has something to do this afternoon, so I'll leave first. Thanks for the hospitality today." 。"When Wen Lan spoke to Zhuo Yu'an, she was elegant and approachable." 。"I give you" 。"Zhu Yu'an is always polite and respectful to his elders. He accompanied Wen Jian to the car park." 。Zuo Yuyan is grateful to Wen Lan. A few years ago, when he was abroad, Wen Lan took good care of him. He has always remembered this kindness. 。I sent her to the car, Wenlan rolled down the window and greeted:

"Yu'an, come over with Xiaojian after work, Auntie will cook for you." 。After saying that, he closed the window and left without giving Zhu Yu'an a chance to refuse. 。However, upon Wen Lan's return home, he felt obligated to welcome her back both out of duty and personal affection. 。Shu Tinglan felt that she had made great progress. At least today when she suddenly saw Wen Lan, she didn't lose control of her emotions and fall into despair like she did when she saw Wen Jian last time. 。She did very well today, very calm. 。Back in the office, I quickly adjusted my mood and got back to work. 。In today's world, there is nothing more important than working hard and earning money. 。Her life is also heading in a good direction, isn't it Mom can pick her up to live at home on the weekends, and once she's recovered, she can be discharged from the hospital and live with her for a long time. 。Just thinking about the future, being able to live with Mom, gives me endless motivation. I wouldn't have to fear anything, not even ghosts and goblins. 。She now also clocks out on time every day and brings unfinished work home because there are many things at home that need her attention. 。Mom is coming back this weekend, so I need to redecorate the other bedroom to make it how she likes it. I also need to learn how to cook and make soup for her so that she doesn't have to eat takeout with me. 。But cooking was too difficult for her. She watched those videos over and over again, learning them over and over, but she still couldn't do it. After learning for so many days, she only learned to cook rice that wasn't mushy. 。

Seeing that the weekend was approaching, she had to buy half-finished products at an imported food supermarket next to her company. They were all ready-made and could be heated at home. This supermarket guaranteed hygiene, which was at least better than takeout. 。Zuo Yu'an agreed to have dinner with Wen Lan. After work, he drove with Wen Jian to the restaurant. At a crossroad waiting for the red light, they saw Shu Tinglan walking towards the subway station with bags of various sizes. Inside the bags were boxes of instant food packages. 。“What are you looking at” Wen Jian asked, following his gaze to see Shu Tinglan who had just walked past their car. Her heart ached; she’d never seen him look like that before, so focused, even obsessed, until Shu Tinglan’s figure disappeared into the subway entrance, and it was already green light, the honking of the cars behind them pulling him back to reality. 。Along the way, he was very silent and barely spoke to her. 。Actually, after she returned home this time and they met again, Zhuo YUAN and she only **talked about business**, rarely had any private conversations. They used to be bosom friends who could talk about anything! 。She always thought his change of attitude was because of Lin Zhifan, but it turned out to be Shu Tinglan all along. 。Wen Jian also didn't understand, what was the relationship between him and Shu Tinglan, what stage were they at They looked like strangers, with no interaction whatsoever. Yet, the way he looked at Shu Tinglan...

Many times, when Shu Tinglan wasn't aware, Zhuo Yu'an would always look at her like this, focused and lost in thought. This wasn't like him at all. 。Wen Jian and Wen Lan lived in an apartment in the city center, which was a house Zhu Yu'an had helped Wen Jian find before. It was on the floor below the penthouse where he had brought Shu Tinglan to visit on New Year's Eve. 。s intention was to seek protection from the local police and work together to deal with Scar Boss, which was the most rational approach.But Dante was determined to go it alone, refusing any help from...