That evening, the dinner table served borscht, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a cheese tomato dish.

Unaware of the situation, Zhu Qianying picked up her chopsticks, glanced at the dishes on the table, and asked with a smile if it was Tomato Festival today.

"Mommy, my sister and I picked these tomatoes from Grandma Qiao's yard."

Zhu Qianying raised an eyebrow, "Grandma Qiao?"

She's been here for a few days, and this is definitely the first time she's heard this title.

Madam Yan quickly explained, "It's our neighbor's house a few hundred meters to the east. This morning, your father and I took Zizai and Xiaoxiao to visit them."

Only then did Zhu Qianying realize that such a person existed. "I thought the people around here didn't know each other!"

"Mommy, you have to try this! This tomato is absolutely delicious!"

Zizai stood on the chair and reached out to pick up a piece of tomato for Zhu Qianying.

I heard that her son and daughter picked them together. Even though they were just ordinary tomatoes, they tasted incredibly delicious to Zhu Qianying.

"How is it? Isn't it delicious?" Zizai tilted his head and looked at her, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Mmm, it's delicious!" Zhu Qianying chewed the tomato in her mouth with relish, nodding vigorously in agreement.

"Mommy, shall we grow some vegetable gardens when we get back?"

Zizai had already discussed this with Yanbo and his wife, so asking again now is probably out of respect for Zhu Qianying's wishes.

Zhu Qianying thought this was a good idea. They could eat pure, natural, and pollution-free fruits and vegetables, and it would also allow Zizai and Xiaoxiao to get more hands-on experience. It was a win-win situation.

"Sure, we can also build one room temperature and one greenhouse."

Zizai didn't quite understand the difference between greenhouse vegetables and those grown at room temperature. Zhu Qianying explained it to him, and he immediately turned to the other side, shaking his father's hand and acting spoiled.

"Daddy, can we have a large greenhouse and a few plots of vegetables at room temperature?" Clearly, he knew very well that it would depend on his father to make it happen.

"Baby, of course there's no problem!" Young Master Yan patted his chest and assured him.

Let alone a few vegetable plots, I reckon he would agree to set up a breeding farm if his son or daughter suggested it.

Anyway, the Yan family garden is huge. If all else fails, renting a few plots of land outside will be a piece of cake for their son and daughter.

So, Zizai happily started communicating with the little babbler.

However, only the two of them could understand this kind of communication, because the adults could only hear the tiny single words coming out, and they couldn't understand what was being said, but Zizai seemed to understand it very well.

So, for the next few days, Zizai and Xiaoxiao were very keen to visit the Qiao family. Zizai even solemnly called it a trip to learn from their experience.

The brother and sister were very cute, and Mr. and Mrs. Qiao were also very fond of them. When they heard that the brother and sister wanted to start a vegetable garden after returning home, Mrs. Qiao taught all her skills to Mrs. Yan.

Zhu Qianying's work went very smoothly. What was originally expected to take at least half a month was completed in ten days.

On the last day, Du Zhong and his studio staff treated Zhu Qianying to dinner, during which they inevitably drank some alcohol.

Zhu Qianying was not a newcomer to society; she had always been very good at socializing and networking.

Before returning to China, she had a good alcohol tolerance.

Later, because she wanted to have a child, she gave up drinking for a period of time. After her daughter was born, Yan Shao paid close attention to her diet as well. So, all in all, she hadn't touched alcohol for almost two years.

She forgot that her alcohol tolerance could also decline. She was quite generous when drinking with others, but after the meal, although she could still walk in a straight line, her vision became a little blurry.

She inwardly cursed her bad luck, but couldn't help feeling relieved that she had agreed to let Young Master Yan come and pick her up.

She could vaguely see that the car parked at the entrance was the Yan family's car. She waved to Du Zhong and the other staff who came out with her, hugged each of them, and then bent down to open the passenger door.

As soon as she got into the car, she saw Yan Shao looking at her with a frown.

As she pulled on her seatbelt, she explained, "Isn't this the last day? Isn't it perfectly normal to hug and say goodbye?"

She assumed that Young Master Yan was jealous again.

Yan Shao remained silent, only staring at her hand as she struggled to fasten the seatbelt.

After Zhu Qianying explained, she saw that he still didn't speak and the seat belt in his hand was not obeying, so she got a little annoyed.

"Could you deduct it for me?"

That tone and manner of speaking are exactly the same as when Vic Chou is being affectionate.

Yan Shao was so angry he laughed. He curled his lips into a cold laugh, leaned over, and rather rudely snatched the seatbelt from her hand, buckling it with a "snap".

"You've got guts now!"

After letting out a cold snort, Young Master Yan straightened up and abruptly started the car.

Caught off guard, Zhu Qianying lurched forward. Luckily, she was wearing her seatbelt; otherwise, her forehead would have kissed the windshield.

Zhu Qianying was also a little angry. It was just a hug, wasn't it? She didn't believe that he wouldn't hug foreigners when he was socializing in public.

People who are destined for great things would never be so hesitant and awkward in social situations.

Yan Shao drove with his brows furrowed and lips pursed. Even without looking at him, Zhu Qianying could feel the oppressive atmosphere emanating from him.

This kind of situation happened frequently when she first met him, but in the last two years, he has been very gentle and tolerant towards her, as if he is afraid of scaring her if he speaks a little loudly.

But now, he's putting on a deadpan expression for her just to hug her a few times. Is that really necessary?

She was just doing it for work, so why does it seem like she really wants to hug those people?

Zhu Qianying grew angrier the more she thought about it, and with the effects of the alcohol slowly kicking in, her mind became a jumbled mess, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Let him be angry all he wants.

Thinking this, Zhu Qianying simply closed her eyes, leaned back in her chair, and pretended to doze off.

Originally, she only intended to close her eyes and pretend to be aloof, letting Young Master Yan reflect on his actions.

Little did she know that once she closed her eyes, the effects of the alcohol grew stronger and stronger, and in the end, she didn't even know when she fell asleep.

All she knows is that after she fell asleep, she had a very agonizing dream.

First, she felt unbearably hot all over, then it felt like she had been thrown into a cold river. Even though she could swim, the feeling of drowning was unusually clear and intense in her dream.

Moreover, besides the feeling of drowning, there were all sorts of feelings that she found hard to talk about, like doing many indescribable things and experiencing the ultimate pleasure of going from the bottom of the valley to the top in an instant.

She felt cold one moment and hot the next; in short, a variety of indescribable sensations tormented her in her dream.

In her daze, she thought, thank goodness this is a dream, otherwise, if reality were this intense and difficult, she would probably be tortured to death.

And the person who tormented her in her dream was none other than Young Master Yan, who had been keeping a cold face ever since he picked her up from the car!