Chapter 37 He won't even let him touch it?

In the week leading up to the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jin Changyu was very busy and occasionally didn't go home for lunch.

Sang Qian has been busy these past few days. As usual, she prepared Mid-Autumn Festival gifts for her second uncle, as well as for the Su and Tang families.

But no preparations were made for the Sang family.

Two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Sang Qian was making mooncakes at home.

After having breakfast, she started working on it, with Aunt Li helping her.

That morning, there was an urgent matter at the company that needed to be dealt with. Jin Changyu went to the company without having breakfast and did not go home for lunch. He was busy until 4:30 pm. After finishing, he made a point of going home early.

I got home around five o'clock.

As soon as I entered the house, I heard Sang Qian's voice—

"Aunt Li, put the pink box in the first gift bag. It's for Luo Luo."

Aunt Li: "Okay, sure."

"Also, put that box of blueberries in."

Jin Changyu walked into the house and saw two large gift bags on the living room table, with Sang Qian and Aunt Li filling them with things.

He walked over and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Aunt Li turned around and said with a smile, "Miss Sang made mooncakes. These are Mid-Autumn Festival gifts to be sent to Miss Su and Mr. Tang's family."

Jin Changyu's eyes lit up as he saw a box of mooncakes in a blue square package on the table.

"Are you also making osmanthus mooncakes this year?"

He walked over to Sang Qian, asking questions with great interest, while reaching out to open the box of mooncakes.

Before his hand could even touch the mooncake box, Sang Qian slapped his hand away.

Don't touch it.

After the woman finished speaking, she put the box of mooncakes into one of the gift bags.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Jin Changyu's handsome face: "..."

You won't even let him touch you?

There was a noise coming from the entrance hall. Jin Changyu saw Old Chen walking over. "Miss Sang, should we take the things to the car now?"

Yes, now.

Sang Qian turned to talk to him, but was blocked by a tall figure in front of her. She looked up and glared at him with disdain, "Move aside, don't block the way."

"..."

Jin Changyu, who was repeatedly disliked, could only silently move aside a little.

Sang Qian beckoned Old Chen over, "Just take these from the table."

Aunt Li, "Let me help you get some."

Jin Changyu watched as Aunt Li and Old Chen carried the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts from the table out, and then saw Sang Qian turn around, pick up her bag from the sofa, and follow behind them.

Jin Changyu was a little confused and reached out to grab her arm. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to deliver Mid-Autumn Festival gifts to Luo Luo and the others."

Jin Changyu: "It's almost dinner time, why are you going at this hour?"

Sang Qian pulled her hand away from his. "Aunt Su invited me to her house for dinner, so of course I'll go at this time."

Seeing her turn to leave, Jin Changyu subconsciously grabbed her wrist again, "Aren't you going to have dinner at home again tonight?"

Sang Qian frowned, glancing at the hand he was holding. "Are you going to interfere with me again?"

"I……"

Jin Changyu slowly released her hand. "That's not what I meant."

Sang Qian didn't speak to him again and turned to walk out.

Jin Changyu was the only one left in the room.

After a while, Aunt Li returned.

"Sir, please rest for a while. I'll go prepare dinner for you right away."

Aunt Li came over to tidy up the remaining things on the table.

No rush.

As Jin Changyu spoke, he saw her put two boxes of mooncakes into a small box.

"Who...is this for?"

Aunt Li said, "This is what Miss Sang prepared for her second uncle. She'll have Old Chen deliver it to the countryside tomorrow after it's all packed up."

Jin Changyu couldn't help but ask, "Did she also make osmanthus mooncakes this year?"

"Yes," Aunt Li said, "Miss Sang made a total of eight boxes of mooncakes as Mid-Autumn Festival gifts."

"Eight boxes?"

"Yes," Aunt Li said with a smile. "Besides giving two boxes to Second Uncle's family, two boxes to the Su family, and one box to the Tang family, Miss Sang also gave one box each to me and Old Chen."

Of the eight boxes, seven were given away.

Jin Changyu tentatively asked, "Is the last box for the Sang family?"

"No, Miss Sang didn't prepare a Mid-Autumn Festival gift for the Sang family this year."

If it wasn't for the Sang family, then... it was left for him.

A hint of pleasure instantly appeared on Jin Changyu's eyebrows, but the curve of his lips froze when Aunt Li spoke next—

“I overheard Miss Sang talking to Miss Su on the phone this afternoon. She mentioned that there was another box that was to be given to someone named… Gui Zhi.”

"..."

Jin Changyu's face turned ashen on the spot.

The last box was actually given to Yan Guizhi?

Oh.

Yan Guizhi, whom I've only known for a short time, has friends with Aunt Li and Old Chen.

He's the only one without it?

"Didn't she keep a single box for herself to enjoy the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival?" he asked Aunt Li, still unwilling to give up.

"Miss Sang isn't spending the Mid-Autumn Festival at home this year," Aunt Li said, looking at him. "Didn't you know?"

Jin Changyu's eyes widened in surprise. "What did you say? She doesn't live at home?"

"Yes, Miss Sang said she made plans with Miss Su and the others to go on a cruise to admire the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival. It's a two-day trip."

Jin Changyu stood there stunned. He didn't feel embarrassed, but he felt sullen and disappointed.

She... has already made plans to spend the holiday with someone else?

Noticing that he didn't look too good, Aunt Li said no more, "Sir, I'll go prepare dinner now."

After saying that, she went to the kitchen.

Jin Changyu didn't enjoy the meal; he only ate a few bites before putting down his chopsticks.

He got up and went upstairs. As he passed the small liquor cabinet, a blue object on the cabinet caught his eye, and he suddenly stopped and looked over.

How come there's a box of mooncakes here?

Jin Changyu picked up the box with a puzzled look and opened it, finding nine individually wrapped mooncakes inside.

The mooncakes are shaped like little bears, they're so cute.

"Sir, this box of mooncakes... is mine."

A weak voice came from behind.

"Um?"

"Um."

Jin Changyu responded twice, closed the lid, and slowly handed the pancake box to Aunt Li.

Aunt Li reached out to take it, but found that he did not let go.

Aunt Li looked up in confusion, only to hear her husband say, "Speaking of which, I've never tasted her mooncakes before."

"???"

Aunt Li recalled that two hours earlier, she had also asked Sang Qian: Did you forget to prepare a portion for your husband?

Sang Qian replied: Your husband is too proud to eat my homemade food.

Aunt Li thought about it for a moment and realized that she hadn't seen Jin Changyu eat mooncakes or similar foods in the years she had taken care of him.

But now—

Aunt Li, guessing what he was thinking, tentatively suggested, "How about... you take this box and try it out?"

Jin Changyu asked somewhat politely, "Wouldn't that be taking something that belongs to someone else?"

Aunt Li glanced at his hand, which was tightly gripping the pancake box, showing no intention of letting go.

"No, I tasted it a couple of years ago. Miss Sang is very skillful. This osmanthus mooncake is indeed delicious. Please take it and try it."

"Thank you very much, Aunt Li."

Someone shamelessly "stole what others liked".

"I'll have Gao Ze deliver two Mid-Autumn Festival gifts to you this year. Also, this month's salary will be tripled."

It was just a box of mooncakes; how could Aunt Li accept so much? She quickly declined, "No need, Miss Sang already gave us a generous holiday red envelope at noon, sir, you don't need to give any more..."

"Of course."

Jin Changyu smiled warmly at her, "You can keep it."

"Well... thank you, sir."

"Um."

The man took the mooncake with satisfaction and went upstairs.

*

The next morning, Sang Qian asked Lao Chen to send the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts back to her second uncle in the countryside.

Around noon, her second uncle called her via video.

Sang Qian answered the call and looked at Sang Jingshan on the other end, "Second Uncle, have you received all the gifts?"

"Received it." Sang Jingshan said with a smile.

“You silly girl, you brought so many things home not long ago. It’s just me and Chen Ma at home. All these gifts you brought are almost as much as other people’s Spring Festival gifts.”

Sang Qian raised her chin, looking smug, and said, "The gift for my second uncle must be more extravagant than others."

Her second uncle was amused by her.

The uncle and nephew chatted for a while longer. Before hanging up, Sang Jingshan added, "Oh, by the way, please tell Changyu for me that I really like the calligraphy and painting he gave me."

Sang Qian paused for a moment, somewhat confused, "...calligraphy and paintings?"

"Yes, I just mentioned it casually, I didn't expect him to actually remember it and even find it for me. This son-in-law is really thoughtful."