At the party, Zhou Siyu's interruptions completely dampened Chu Sheng's interest, causing him to leave early. This gave Zhou Siyu an opportunity to capitalize on the situation, launching a spiel of promises to attract investment. Many people were indeed persuaded to invest, though it's possible they were also drawn in by Yu Zhen's surname.

The Yu family is truly low-key, mysterious, and sophisticated. They hold military power and have an inseparable relationship with the Lin family, who dominate the political world. If it weren't for the rule against marriage between close relatives, Zhou Siyu wouldn't have a chance.

"Well done, now we finally have the money for our travel... no, for our business trip."

Zhou Siyu unbuttoned his shirt without any regard for appearances, put his hands behind his head, leaned back in his chair, and leisurely hummed a little tune.

"Sister-in-law, are you sure we're going to drive to Planet Twenty-Eight?"

“Of course! Taking the interstellar highway is definitely more cost-effective than taking an interstellar spaceship. Let’s go to Planet Twenty-Six first. There’s an old road there that connects to Planet Twenty-Eight.” Zhou Siyu stretched. “The scenery is better that way.”

Yu Zhen pursed her lips. Zhou Siyu wasn't driving; he was just lying in his chair, petting his dog and enjoying life. That was naturally wonderful.

"Oh, don't be so angry." Zhou Siyu reclined in her chair and lay down. "If it really won't work, just switch to autopilot mode."

"If you die from overwork, it won't count as a work injury for me, and I won't reimburse you."

Yu Zhen thought for a moment, then switched to automatic driving mode and reclined the seat.

He now understood why Zhou Siyu liked driving; the car was simply too comfortable, equipped with air conditioning, a refrigerator, a wardrobe, and even a projector for movies—it was practically a mobile house.

The two chatted casually along the way, eating, drinking, playing, and visiting tourist attractions. What should have been a seven-day journey took them half a month to complete.

The government officials of Planet Twenty-Eight waited and waited, and the welcoming ceremony was arranged again and again, but the person in question never arrived.

"Why did we come so late at night?"

Yu Zhen sat cross-legged on a chair, holding potato chips, watching a horror movie.

"If I come during the day, I'll be discovered. Besides, I don't like all that pomp and circumstance they put on."

Zhou Siyu was holding a bucket of popcorn, and when she saw the scary part, she forgot to put the popcorn in her mouth.

"Wow……"

The two were so frightened that they hugged each other and screamed. Milk-scented Bun lifted its eyelids, let out a soft howl, and continued to sleep.

"Engine malfunction detected..."

After the mechanical warning sound, the car shook and came to a complete stop.

"Damn it! Why now..."

Zhou Siyu got out of the car to check the malfunction, but regretted it as soon as she got out.

All around was pitch black; the rolling mountains looked like monsters dancing in the night, and the swaying tree branches looked like menacing demons.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Zhou Siyu shivered, swallowed hard, and cautiously returned to the car.

"What's going on?"

"Fafa... the engine is broken, it's being repaired... but it can't be fixed."

Zhou Siyu was stunned for a while, still feeling like someone was watching him from behind.

"Search for repair shops."

"Searching... 100 meters ahead..."

"Hiss..." Zhou Siyu grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth to calm his nerves. "Why don't you go?"

"No, it's too dark. Who knows if there might be wild animals or something."

"Then let's wait until dawn to go."

Zhou Siyu checked the overall condition of the car. Apart from the engine, everything else was fine, and he could watch movies all night.

After discussing it, the two happily decided to park here and rest for the night, and then go to find a repair shop when it got light.

"Mantou, Mantou, get up and keep watch." Zhou Siyu forcibly pried open the eyelids of the milk-flavored steamed bun. "The Zhou family doesn't keep idle dogs. Get up and keep watch now."

"Awoo awoo awoo~"

Milk-scented Bun reluctantly opened its eyes, shook off the crumbs of snacks from its fur, found a spot, and began its night watch.

The chirping of birds woke the two of them. Yu Zhen rubbed his eyes and sat up groggily.

Zhou Siyu stretched lazily and slowly got up.

"morning."

"morning."

Zhou Siyu took out a compressed towel, wet it, wiped her face, opened the car door, and breathed in the fresh air.

After a quick wash, Zhou Siyu activated the car's anti-theft function and embarked on a journey with Yu Zhen to find a repair shop.

The steaming buns at the breakfast shop exude an enticing aroma, wontons tumble and boil in the pot, queues have already formed in front of the pancake stalls, and students ride bicycles, ringing bells as they weave through the streets and alleys.

"Sister-in-law, it smells so good..."

Yu Zhen swallowed hard as he looked at the steamed buns. The beer-bellied owner chuckled and handed one to him, saying, "Try it, they're all homemade."

"Given...given to me?"

Yu Zhen was a little confused. There's no such thing as a free lunch. They were complete strangers, so why should he give it to him?

"Yes." The owner nodded. "Eat with confidence, it's made with all the best ingredients."

"Thanks."

Yu Zhen took the bun, took a bite, and handed the money to the owner, saying, "Five more, please!"

"You have great taste!" The boss waved his hand and took out a newspaper to wrap five buns. "They're free, you can have them."

"Thanks!"

Yu Zhen felt embarrassed to eat for free, so he dropped the money, grabbed the steamed buns, and ran away.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, try it, it's really delicious."

Yu Zhen handed the steamed buns to Zhou Siyu, who picked one up and took a bite. "Did you pay?"

"It was given."

"That's good."

With a steamed bun in his mouth and his hands in his pockets, Zhou Siyu slowly walked to the entrance of the repair shop.

The repair shop is small, a two-story building. Tools are stored on the first floor, and many cars are parked in the yard. People live on the second floor.

"Hey, are you two here to get your car repaired or to pick it up?"

A shirtless, limping man carrying a basin looked Zhou Siyu and his companion up and down. The two were unfamiliar faces.

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