Chapter 4 Sweet Sister Turns Cool Guy

Su Nanzhi finally felt a faint, barely noticeable pleasure.

As she took the small golden lock, a wisp of black aura that was almost invisible lingered above it.

Perhaps because she was in a good mood, when Su Nanzhi took the lock, she inadvertently touched Mrs. Zhao's fingers, and the thread of black aura shrank back hastily, like a mouse encountering a cat.

However, it was useless, as a wisp of spiritual energy, so faint it could not get any fainter, pounced and instantly exterminated it.

"Mrs. Zhao, your nails look really nice," Su Nanzhi complimented.

Surprised, Mrs. Zhao gave her a glance, probably not expecting the previously introverted Su Nanzhi to suddenly compliment her.

"You have quite an eye," she said.

"Zhizhi, stay for dinner at Grandpa's place tonight. Let me, as your host, offer you my hospitality," Elder Mr. Zhao suggested.

On hearing this, Su Nanzhi rarely showed a shy smile and politely declined.

Elder Mr. Zhao felt somewhat regretful, but he did not insist.

He had the driver take Su Nanzhi to the Su Mansion.

Logically speaking, as the third young miss of the Su Family, Su Nanzhi was naturally expected to go to the Su Mansion.

However, Su Nanzhi asked the driver to stop the car halfway.

"Uncle, you can drop me off here; I'm going to buy some things," she said.

The driver hesitated for a moment, "Miss Su, the elder master asked me to take you to the Su Mansion."

"It's okay, I've already sent a message to my uncle, and he will send someone to pick me up later," she reassured him.

Despite her plain and somewhat unsophisticated appearance, Su Nanzhi's face, which at first glance appeared very obedient, was one hundred percent deceptive.

The driver uncle really believed she had notified someone from the Su Family, thinking that such a grown person wouldn't get lost.

Still, he couldn't help feeling somewhat concerned, and when he let Su Nanzhi out of the car, he also left her his contact information.

Su Nanzhi smiled, "Uncle, you're really a good person."

Good people live in peace.

The driver uncle took those words as a courtesy and smiled back at Su Nanzhi.

Watching the black sedan gradually disappear from sight, Su Nanzhi dropped the obedient smile on her face and reverted to the world-weary expression she had maintained for ten years.

In common parlance, it was an expression devoid of emotion.

But within that emotionless facade, there was a hint of what might be described as listlessness, not unlike the contemporary saying "a salted fish," too lazy to turn over.

Su Nanzhi carried a suitcase in her hand, the only possession she owned, now on the open road.

Despite being in front of a large shopping mall, Su Nanzhi did not want to go inside at that moment.

Especially after seeing the nearly overflowing vigor inside.

Her mood turned even worse.

Su Nanzhi's suitcase was not big, but its structure was curiously adaptable, with various compartments that could be opened.

This modification was thanks to her occasional whims.

She found a somewhat inconspicuous place, not far from a trash can, next to a decent-looking car.

Leaving aside the model of the car, its windows were fresh and clear, providing an excellent mirror.

Su Nanzhi looked at her reflection in the car window, which could be compared to a mirror, for two seconds, then began to remove her hair.

Yes, she was removing her hair.

In just a few movements, the girl who had waist-length hair braided into plaits suddenly had none of that black shiny hair left. Instead, she now sported neat short hair, which gave her an entirely different aura, and her sharp features made her seem androgynous.

These swift actions caused quite a shock to the person inside the car, making their brow twitch.

"..."

Seeing a lovely girl suddenly transform into a cool guy, was it the decline of morals or the extinction of humanity?