Chapter 118 Even takeout can't be delivered, right?

Asking questions when you don't understand is a fine quality of Zhong Wan.

Since she had some doubts, she asked, "System, what's going on?"

Because of Lin Yan'an's blood, Zhong Suisui absorbed the energy from his blood, which is why she gained a physical form that could be recorded by the camera.

[He himself is a top-tier SSR-level Yin energy aggregate, containing abundant Yin energy within his body and blood.]

The cold, mechanical voice answered her question.

Because of Lin Yan'an's blood?

Blood?!

Zhong Wan's pupils contracted instantly. Was he injured?

When did this happen?

Thinking of this, Zhong Wan quickly put down her chopsticks and picked up her phone.

The system in her mind sensed her thoughts and rolled its eyes speechlessly. [It was that night at the barbecue restaurant.]

Hearing this, Zhong Wan's heart finally settled down: "So, he's alright now?"

【fine. 】

"Thank you, system."

Zhong Wan thanked them happily, and after eating and drinking her fill, she nestled comfortably into the newly purchased recliner.

Covered with a blanket and basking in the sun, Zhong Wan gradually felt sleepy.

But today, this lousy phone seemed to be deliberately working against her.

She had just dozed off when the phone suddenly rang again.

Zhong Wan was startled again, caught off guard.

She sat up in a panic, glancing at her phone on the table.

After a moment's pause, he finally reached out and picked it up.

Seeing Zhong Yang's name on her phone screen, Zhong Wan answered the phone: "Hello?"

Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, Zhong Yang glanced helplessly at his mother before saying, "Sis, Mom asked me to ask you if she should be sent to watch the shop for you?"

"Um?"

Zhong Wan was taken aback by his words and asked with great confusion, "Open a shop here?"

"yes."

He Qilan, annoyed by Zhong Yang's dawdling, wiped her hands on her apron and took his phone: "Hello, Wanwan."

"mom."

"Xingyu said that you and Yan'an are also going to Kyoto to meet their parents? Will your shop be able to manage without anyone there? Should Mom come over and help you with the shop?"

Hearing this, Zhong Wan smiled helplessly and said, "Mom, really, it's not necessary. There's not much business at the shop, so there's no need to trouble you to make this trip."

"Moreover, Lin Yan'an is currently away on a business trip and hasn't returned yet, so the plan to meet the parents may have to be postponed."

He Qilan frowned upon hearing this: "When will Yan An be back? Are you still going to the capital? Or are you waiting for Yan An to come along?"

"Go ahead, Lin Yan'an told me to wait for him in Kyoto."

Zhong Wan shifted her posture and said in a relaxed tone, "I'm not in a hurry to meet the parents. We've already got the marriage certificate, so what can we do but get divorced?"

He Qilan rolled her eyes speechlessly: "You're so carefree. Even if you don't want to see them now, shouldn't you at least prepare the things in advance?"

Zhong Wan humbly asked, "What do I need to prepare?"

Hearing this, He Qilan couldn't help but gasp: "Forget it, I can't count on you anyway. You said your lousy shop doesn't have much business. Hurry up and pack up and come back. After you eat, you can go to Kyoto together."

"Mom, aren't Zhong Yang and the others coming?"

"I'm not going. We're all at home making dumplings."

He Qilan said decisively, "You should come back quickly too. We'll have dumplings on the way and noodles when you get off, beef filling. You can leave after you've eaten."

The familiar words warmed Zhong Wan's heart.

The words her mother would say every time she left home and returned:

Zhong Wan asked with a smile, "Mom, are you going to wait for me to get home so I can eat something ready-made?"

He Qilan nodded with a smile: "Yes, otherwise if we wait until you come back to wrap them, the daylilies will be cold. I won't say anymore, come back quickly."

"Okay, I'll go back right away."

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Wan lingered for a while before dragging her still somewhat sore body downstairs and driving home.

While sitting in the car, editing the navigation,

Her phone suddenly received a message.

Zhong Wan saw the bank card information and quickly clicked on it.

[Bank Name] Your account ending in XXXX completed a transfer transaction of RMB 5,000,000.00 on XX/XX/XX at XX:XX. Your remaining balance is RMB 5,XXX,XXX.XX.

Immediately following was a message from Lü's mother: "Master Zhong, the money has been sent. Remember to check it."

[Mother Lü: Thank you again for your help. Please feel free to ask if you need anything.]

Seeing this, Zhong Wan's lips curled up slightly. The payment arrived much earlier than she had expected, and the fatigue she had felt seemed to dissipate considerably with the large sum of money in her account.

[Zhong Wan: It's alright, the money and goods are settled. Contact me anytime if you need anything.]

After replying to the message, Zhong Wan happily put down her phone, started her car, and drove home.

The journey home is always easy and something to look forward to.

Zhong Wan was no exception; she drove at high speed along this familiar road.

They arrived home without any problems. Zhong Wan parked the car and got out.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I heard Pei Xingyu's chattering voice coming from inside the house, and I could vaguely hear her mother's amused scolding.

Zhong Wan curiously lifted the curtain and went inside.

Pei Xingyu's voice became clearer: "Look at the dumplings I made. Hard work really pays off!"

As Pei Xingyu spoke, he proudly held the dumplings in front of the camera and looked at them again and again: "How is it? Was it a success?"

[Haha, you have the nerve to say that? I'm almost embarrassed to hear it! It's been an hour, and you've only made a few?]

[Aww, Xingyu made these dumplings himself! They might be a little ugly, but I don't want to complain. Feed them to me!]

What has Xingxing been up to lately? There haven't been any updates on her schedule.

When does Xingxing start school? Are you a senior in college now?

Pei Xingyu looked at the comments in front of him and casually replied to a few with a smile: "Yeah, it's time to be a senior in college."

"I've been staying with relatives in the countryside lately. Let me tell you, this summer I've had so much fun climbing mountains and walls, fishing in the river, chasing chickens and dogs."

【In the countryside? Is it really that fun? They probably can't even deliver there, right?】

Seeing this, Pei Xingyu chuckled, holding his phone in one hand and putting his arm around Zhong Yang's neck with the other, proudly introducing, "Look, this is my half-uncle, and my great-aunt. I've been playing at their house all summer."

"Who says food delivery is impossible? You can find whatever you want to eat here."

"Hehe, my uncle and great-aunt are such good cooks, I can have whatever I want to eat."

Pei Xingyu said smugly, "You guys don't get this kind of treatment at home, do you? Aren't you envious?"

Seeing this, He Qilan couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle.

Zhong Yang calmly greeted the fans in the live stream, then raised his hand and pushed his arm down: "It's hot, stay away from me."

"cut."

Pei Xingyu pouted: "Who cares about you?"

He Qilan put away the panel, glanced at the time, and asked, "Yangyang, call your sister and see where she is?"

Zhong Wan had just reached the kitchen door when she heard this, and quickly smiled and said, "No need to call anymore, I'm home."

Upon hearing her voice, the group turned to look at each other simultaneously.

He Qilan said with a smile, "Wanwan is back. The water is boiling, let's cook dumplings."

A cold, unfamiliar female voice suddenly came from the live stream.

The chat in Pei Xingyu's live stream paused for a moment, then immediately started scrolling wildly again.

He was just about to greet Zhong Wan when he noticed the commotion in the live stream.

[Wow, who is this Wanwan? Her voice is quite nice. Is she your girlfriend?]

"No way! Xingxing, you're still so young, how can you be dating?"

[That can't be right, can it? This Wanwan calls her great-aunt "Mom," so she's also Xingxing's relative?]

What's going on here? A family dinner?