Chapter 67: She Will Gradually Stop Clinging to Him

Seeing that Shen Hanzhi remained silent for a long time, Ron on the other side of the screen grew somewhat dissatisfied.

“President Shen, you don’t believe me, do you?”

Shen Hanzhi pressed his thin lips together and said nothing.

“Fine, I’ll show you,” Ron’s voice came through the phone.

Immediately, the scene on the screen shifted…

It turned toward the small office desk.

In front of a desk piled high with all kinds of snacks, Lin Nanxun sat quietly, surrounded by a young woman with blunt bangs, who was chatting and laughing with her.

Lin Nanxun sat there, calmly listening, her pretty, clean face showing no trace of grievance or anxiety. On the contrary, she even seemed to be smiling slightly, her mood apparently quite good.

The scene radiated harmony—so harmonious that it exceeded Shen Hanzhi’s expectations.

It was entirely contrary to what he had anticipated.

Her adaptability was far greater than he had imagined.

Watching the scene on his phone, Shen Hanzhi’s usually stern and handsome face gradually relaxed, a look of relief appearing.

He was relieved that she had finally taken this first step.

Surely, her situation would gradually improve, and she would slowly return to normal.

Yet… As he pondered how she might eventually stop clinging to him, a feeling of loss unexpectedly welled up inside.

It was a strange sensation, one he couldn’t quite understand.

Before this, he had always found the clingy, talkative girl annoying.

But now…

This empty feeling gnawed at him, making him frown, the expression on his handsome face becoming complicated.

“I wasn’t lying to you!” Ron’s voice came through the phone.

Just then, the office door was knocked.

“Boss, you can go downstairs now,” Zhou Bei called out.

Shen Hanzhi glanced at the phone screen, then ended the call and rose from his chair.

…

Elsewhere, in the Ron Studio’s office.

Looking at the disconnected call, Ron’s face showed confusion; he set the phone down.

Ye Ning’s voice sounded beside him.

“Nanxun, your tea is finished. I’ll brew another cup for you,” Ye Ning said, carrying off the teacup.

Ron quickly called after her.

“Make one for me, too.”

Watching the girl savoring her black tea like it was a delicacy just moments ago, Ron suddenly felt he wanted some black tea himself.

Ye Ning paused, turned to look at Ron, and refused with a stingy expression.

“President Ron, this black tea is expensive. Get your own.”

Ron’s face grew awkward, and he somewhat unhappily questioned Ye Ning.

“Then why can she drink it?” He was referring, of course, to Lin Nanxun, who was still watching them innocently.

“She’s cute!” Ye Ning glanced at Ron’s thick beard and replied matter-of-factly.

Who would want to make tea all day for a big, bearded old man? She was tired of seeing his old face every day.

With that, Ye Ning left the office, leaving Ron standing awkwardly in place, subconsciously rubbing the stubble on his face, suddenly feeling that his role as a boss was a bit of a failure…

Just as he was troubled, wondering if he should visit a cosmetic clinic to regain his subordinates’ favor…

A delicate finger suddenly poked his arm.

He turned his head and saw the girl standing in front of him, her large eyes gazing up at him.