When Zhang Heng arrived at Han Lu's residence, she was curled up on the sofa, wearing a face mask and watching a soap opera. She looked nothing like a formidable female investor, and was even feeling gloomy over the idiotic plot of the drama.
Then the doorbell rang. The housekeeper put down the clothes she had been ironing halfway through, got up and went to the door. After peeking outside and seeing Zhang Heng, she promptly opened it.
"You're here." Han Lu greeted him. The two were already quite familiar with each other, and Zhang Heng had saved her twice, so she acted very casually. She did not even remove her face mask, merely pointing at the seat beside her for Zhang Heng to sit down.
"I'm planning to leave for a while," Zhang Heng said.
"Oh, are you going home for summer break?" Han Lu raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, something like that." Zhang Heng had long decided to keep his trip to Greenland secret, so he had not told even Han Lu. It was not because he was worried she would leak the news, but simply because the current situation was rather complicated, and he did not want to bring her unnecessary trouble.
"Give my regards to your grandfather." As Han Lu spoke, she sat up from the sofa and peeled off her face mask. Then she turned to the housekeeper beside her. "Aunt Zheng, cut up some fruit, then go out and buy me a pot of lucky bamboo from the flower market."
"Okay." The housekeeper knew that Han Lu had something to discuss with her visitor and did not want a third person listening in.
So, after cutting up watermelon, starfruit, and wax apples, she changed clothes and left Han Lu's residence.
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