h4Chapter 502: Chapter 502: Lu Nansheng’s Old Tricks/h4

    Lu Nansheng held the menu, and she rattled off those few French words to the waiter.

    Indeed, the bystanders eximed in awe.

    [Group Leader Lu, you speak French!]

    [Group Leader Lu studied abroad, it’s not surprising!]

    Lu Nansheng smiled at Yin Zhao.

    She said, "I’ve had a few meals with Yin Zhao and picked up a little bit."

    Yin Zhao did not rebut.

    He still had that much grace.

    Lu Nansheng looked towards Su Ruanruan and asked delicately, "I heard Doctor Su studied in Britain, I wonder if you can speak French?"

    Su Ruanruan returned a faint smile.

    She took the menu andmunicated with the waiter.

    The entire conversation in fluent French.

    The ent was very urate.

    And her voice was soft, very pleasant to the ear.

    Lu Nansheng’s face changed.

    Yin Zhao watched Su Ruanruan, his expression slightly stirred.

    At this point, Xiao Hong leaned in and whispered, "Doctor Su, I want to eat this, could you tell him for me?"

    The others were also worried about not understanding the menu.

    They all asked Su Ruanruan for help, one after another.

    Su Ruanruan was very patient and exined each dish.

    Yin Zhao was quite surprised.

    He had originally thought the more down-to-earth Lu Nansheng would be more popr.

    With Su Ruanruan’s outstanding credentials, he expected she would be ostracized.

    But the reality was quite the opposite.

    Everyone seemed to prefer Su Ruanruan a bit more.

    His gaze fell on Su Ruanruan.

    Under the spotlight, she sat gracefully.

    Elegant and beautiful.

    Like a piece of luxury goods.

    Dean Yin’s feelings towards her were both love and hate.

    Without speaking, he gently sipped his aperitif.

    He was incredibly handsome himself.

    And in such a high-end restaurant, he appeared even more distinguished.

    To ease the previous awkwardness, Lu Nansheng turned to Yin Zhao to talk.

    She yed with her hair, pretending to be very close to him.

    As for the rest, they pretended not to see.

    Ha, ssic Group Leader Lu’s old tricks.

    But Dean Yin wasn’t taking the bait; he clearly wasn’t interested.

    At this moment, Lu Nansheng’s eyes shifted.

    She spotted the grand piano in front of the restaurant and concocted a malicious scheme.

    She said with a beaming smile to Su Ruanruan, "Doctor Sues from a well-off family, I wonder if you have ever learned to y the piano?"

    How could Su Ruanruan not know her?

    She answered softly, "I learned for a few years as a child."

    Lu Nansheng then became excited.

    Having studied for a few years as a child, she’s probably forgotten it all by now.

    Lu Nansheng nced around and noticed guests arriving at the restaurant one after the other.

    She thought: If I make Su Ruanruan embarrass herself now, she won’t be able to keep ying the rich and beautiful woman in the future.

    Lu Nansheng turned to look at Yin Zhao.

    She asked tenderly, "Would you like to hear Doctor Su y the piano?"

    This was subtly using Yin Zhao to corner Su Ruanruan.

    Everyone felt that Dean Yin wouldn’t embarrass Doctor Su.

    After all, Doctor Su’s family background was clear for all to see, and usually, Yin Zhao was quite fair.

    He wouldn’t indulge Lu Nansheng.

    But Yin Zhao nodded slightly.

    The crowd was taken aback.

    They didn’t know that the first time Dean Yin met Ruanruan was here, and she was ying the piano.

    With his consent, Lu Nansheng smiled.

    She couldn’t wait, "Please, Doctor Su, grace us with a piece."

    No one spoke, all a bit worried.

    Su Ruanruan typically did not seek the limelight.

    But this Doctor Lu provoked her at every turn.

    She gave a slight smile.

    She invited Lu Nansheng for a duet.

    Lu Nansheng nched.

    Su Ruanruan smiled faintly, "Doctor Lu requests me to speak French and y the piano; I thought you were proficient in everything. It seems I was mistaken."

    Lu Nansheng was somewhat embarrassed.

    The bystanders snickered.

    But Su Ruanruan paid no further attention to Lu Nansheng.

    She didn’t mind ying a piece.

    She sat in front of the piano, lightly brushing the lid.

    In reality, over these years, she asionally yed the piano.

    Ziqi would give her pointers, and her piano skills would only be better than a few years ago...