Zhu Zhu returned home with a lot of questions in her mind. Nan Xun was working overtime again tonight and came home late.
Looking at the empty villa, Zhu Zhu felt lonely for the first time. She knew that something very important to her was lost and might never be found again.
Zhu Zhu once remembered that Nan Xun never allowed her to go up to the third floor. She had always thought that Nan Xun had made such a rule because he hated women. But now, a woman's sixth sense told her that things were not that simple.
Turning around and going upstairs, Zhu Zhu came to a forbidden area she had never set foot in. There were four rooms on the third floor, one of which was Nan Xun's study.
Nanxun probably thought Zhu Zhu would never go up to the third floor, so none of the rooms were locked. Zhu Zhu pushed open the doors one by one and found Nanxun's study.
The study is large and well-designed, with various bookshelves placed elegantly and taking up minimal space.
The color tone of the study is gray and black, which suits Nan Xun's cold personality very well.
Through the furnishings and items in the study, a Nan Xun that Zhu Zhu had never known before appeared before her.
There were some photos on the bookshelf. One of them was a couple who looked a bit like Nanxun, probably Nanxun's parents. Old Mrs. Nan said that Nanxun's parents died unexpectedly when Nanxun was eighteen, leaving Nanxun alone to support Nanyu.
There are also some photos of Nanxun when he was a child. Nanxun was very delicate as a child, with a little baby fat, but his expression was calm.
Zhu Zhu picked up the photo and stroked it gently. She remembered what Mrs. Nan had said about how Nan Xun's father was extremely strict with him when he was a child, and that he never had the happy childhoods that other children had. She couldn't help but feel a little pity for him.
There was a pile of documents on the desk in the study, which were blown gently by the wind and landed at Zhu Zhu's feet. Zhu Zhu picked up the documents and put them back on the desk. A piece of paper beside her caught her attention.
It was Zhu Zhu's profile, detailing every aspect of her life: her parents, relatives, school, work... everything was laid bare before her eyes.
On the last few pages, Zhu Zhu saw An Yiqing's profile. Someone had written the words "ex-boyfriend" in large letters. Zhu Zhu knew the handwriting was Nan Xun's.
Zhu Zhu's hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and all the strength in her body seemed to be drained away. It turned out that he had known about her relationship with An Yiqing for a long time.
But, when was it? Before marriage? When I met An Yiqing? Or even earlier...
Zhu Zhu finally understood why he had suddenly arranged for her to work at Nanyu Entertainment. It wasn't because she'd lost her status as Nanyu's president's wife by becoming a paparazzi. It was because of An Yiqing. An Yiqing was at Anhe Entertainment. That was why Nanxun had agreed to co-produce the film with Anhe. After all, with Nanyu's financial resources, they didn't need another company to interfere. Especially not Anhe, whom Nanxun hated so much.
But Zhu Zhu couldn't understand why Nan Xun wanted her to get close to An Yiqing. What was Nan Xun's real purpose? He knew An Yiqing had ulterior motives towards her, but why did he let him take advantage of him?
So, An Yiqing had planned what happened that night. But could Nanxun also have turned a blind eye and let things unfold?
What on earth was Nanxun trying to do with her relationship with An Yiqing? Knowing Nanxun well, even if she was just Nanxun's nominal wife, he would never tolerate working with An He again after what An Yiqing had done to her. But not only did he tolerate it, but An Yiqing was beaten up and nothing more happened.
Zhu Zhu didn't dare to dwell on it any further. Suddenly, she felt as if she had stepped into a deep abyss. She felt like a chess piece at the bottom of the abyss, being manipulated without realizing it.
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