Chapter 63 Sending letters is too slow, let's send telegrams instead.

"You really care about work that much?" Qi Jingchuan frowned, his tone revealing a displeasure that he himself could hardly detect. He disliked Cen Yan for putting him second in her work.

Cen Yan looked at Qi Jingchuan as if she had seen a ghost.

"Look at what you're saying! What kind of good person likes going to work? It's just that my wallet is too weak to keep filling up. Why don't you give me more?"

"Ahem! You have a problem with your thinking and awareness. You need to change. People can't just think about money." Qi Jingchuan turned his back, cleared his throat, and looked a little embarrassed.

Cen Yan ate her lunch casually, "If I'm not thinking about money, what am I thinking about? You?"

"Cough!" Qi Jingchuan choked hard this time, and his gaze towards Cen Yan became somewhat deep. "Cen Yan."

His tone was low and deep, like a ferocious beast about to pounce on its prey. Cen Yan sensed the danger and stopped teasing him.

Qi Jingchuan doesn't like her, and he has no interest in her romantically. What's the difference between teasing Qi Jingchuan and a palace maid flirting with a eunuch?

Cen Yan quickly finished her lunch, cleared away the dishes, and then elegantly wiped her mouth. "Okay, it's not about work. Where do you want me to go with you?"

Qi Jingchuan thought for a moment, "Where do you want to go? I'll take you around Dongming Island. These three days are your honeymoon, so you can go wherever you want, except for the secret hinterland, of course."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Don't worry about work. I've already made arrangements. You can go to the hospital for the assessment in a couple of days."

Cen Yan's eyes lit up, and she reached out to hook her arm around Qi Jingchuan's neck.

"Old Qi, you're really efficient! It hasn't been long, and you've got the job sorted out for me. So, what kind of reward do you want?"

"Get off me first!" Qi Jingchuan was indeed startled by Cen Yan's sudden enthusiasm, and he reprimanded her sternly with a dark face!

Cen Yan stuck out her tongue and quickly got back to the point: "I'm not familiar with Dongming Island either, so I'll leave it to you."

"But I promised my grandparents that I would visit them when I have time. How about I take a day off from my honeymoon to visit the two elders?"

"Um."

When Qi Jingchuan heard Cen Yan's words, his expression softened involuntarily.

"Then let's go tomorrow. Today, I'll take you around and we can buy some things."

“Okay!” Cen Yan also felt that she couldn’t go to see the two elders empty-handed, so she approved of Qi Jingchuan’s arrangement.

Qi Jingchuan quickly went through all the places he could go on Dongming Island in his mind and finally made arrangements for a three-day honeymoon.

Today is the first day, and most of the day has already been wasted. We can't go to any far places, so he plans to take Cen Yan to familiarize herself with the environment first.

After that, Cen Yan can do whatever she wants on the island, whether she wants to buy groceries or have fun.

Qi Jingchuan rode his bicycle with Cen Yan to the vicinity of the department store.

Cen Yan thought to herself, "If this were in the future, it wouldn't be any different from the shopping districts I saw when I went to Hong Kong to find my scumbag father."

The area is surrounded by iconic buildings such as state-run restaurants, photo studios, the Peace Cinema, and a library.

Cen Yan found it all very interesting and wanted to go everywhere, but after thinking it over, she decided to go to the post office first.

Qi Jingchuan was surprised when she said she was going to the post office. "You're going to mail a letter?"

"Yes, there are many people in Shanghai who care about me. I promised to write to them to let them know I'm safe and to tell them about the situation here."

Qi Jingchuan glanced at her. "Sending letters is too slow. Send a telegram instead."

"No need. It's not an urgent letter anyway, so I'll just send it as usual. Besides, a single word in a telegram costs three and a half cents. Sending so many telegrams would cost at least ten or twenty dollars. Wouldn't it be better to save that money to buy food?"

Cen Yan shook her head and refused the man's suggestion.

She would never tell Qi Jingchuan that she wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to mail letters to buy more stamps.