The old man is getting on in years; he falls asleep quickly and wakes up quickly, almost like he has a special ability—it's amazing!
"We old folks haven't performed in a long time, and we don't even know if we've lost our skills..." According to the old man's grumbling, he'll take care of this tomorrow, and the young people should go and enjoy the lantern festival tomorrow.
Then they kicked them all out, making it all very mysterious.
After leaving the old man's house, Yu Qiuchi was still completely bewildered: "What lantern festival?"
"Qiu Chi, you didn't know?" Yan Qing's eyes widened in disbelief. "The production team contacted us the day before yesterday!"
Even Song Yaozhuo nodded to Yu Qiuchi.
Yu Qiuchi took out his phone from Mo Weiyun's pocket and opened his chat history with Zhou Baixi with some doubt. Apart from the things he said to Zhou Baixi, calling him a coward, he hadn't mentioned the Lantern Festival at all!
Yu Qiuchi: Come out here and explain.
Zhou Baixi: I thought your brother told you (fake eunuch smile)
Zhou Baixi: (Get out, you old servant!)
Yu Qiuchi decisively looked at his brother, Mo Weiyun, who put the hood of the cat-themed jacket on him and rubbed the pointed cat ears a couple of times. Yu Qiuchi made a comeback online!
“I came here not only for the old man’s birthday celebration, but also for the development of local tourism.”
"So, brother, you didn't care about me at all?" Yu Qiuchi's thoughts were racing; he was heartbroken...
Mo Weiyun patted Yu Qiuchi on the back of the head: "Don't overthink it."
“Okay…” Chi Maomao felt wronged, but he didn’t say anything. He took two quick steps and ran to the front to sulk.
But he couldn't resist and soon returned to Mo Weiyun's side.
He wasn't completely clueless about business matters, but he wasn't exactly shrewd either. When President Yu was alive, he took him out to negotiate business deals, which ended up being shady dealings. He was so angry that he couldn't even speak properly on the other end. He knew better than to get involved in such things, otherwise the Yu family's reputation would plummet or people would say that he had ruined his family's fortunes.
Yu Qiuchi, though lacking in logic, declared with unwavering conviction: "I'm hungry... I want hot pot!"
"Brother Junxiao, have you eaten?" Yu Qiuchi asked, looking at the group behind him.
Gu Xiaojun glanced at Mo Weiyun's already darkened face. How could he refuse? He raised his eyebrows and said, "Not yet."
“Let’s go together then!” Yu Qiuchi decided, then looked at Mo Weiyun pleadingly.
Good news: Mo Weiyun agreed!
Bad news: While everyone else was eating hot pot, Yu Qiuchi was drinking millet porridge all by herself.
The aroma of the hot pot was so overpowering, especially the spicy broth! The smell went straight into Yu Qiuchi's nostrils, making the millet porridge in his mouth taste as bland as could be.
Actually, none of the guests expected that Mo Weiyun, who seemed to be extremely busy, would be so... down-to-earth? It felt like the domineering CEO had his own aura, and sitting in this small coffee table surrounded by a lot of cooking fumes, it was almost offensive to him.
"Brother, I have to eat it today!" Yu Qiuchi shouted in dissatisfaction.
Mo Weiyun didn't say a word, but her actions clearly showed her refusal.
Yu Qiuchi was really making a scene today, completely letting loose: "No, no, I just won't!"
When he woke up the next day, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to travel back to that night and slap himself!
One act of extroversion led to a lifetime of introversion.
Yan Qing felt that he had been enlightened today. His image of Yu Qiuchi as a gentle and noble young master had been completely shattered. It turned out that Yu Qiuchi was even more capable of acting cute than him!
But this CEO Mo is too heartless; he actually rejected Chi Maomao's coquettishness. No wonder he's still single at his age; he's so clueless about romance! Anyway, Yan Qing can't refuse.
When Yu Qiuchi looked at him, Yan Qing hesitated. That face, those eyes, even the ears on his hat twitched! Yan Qing's hand, which was holding something, paused in mid-air, and he silently looked away.
Finally, Gu Xiaojun couldn't stand it anymore and put some vegetables in Yu Qiuchi's bowl that had been rinsed in clear broth...
Yu Qiuchi stared at the green in his bowl, his head drooping like a cat watching fish in a river, his head round and lost in thought... He shouldn't have suggested eating hot pot.
The hot pot smelled delicious tonight, but he was the only one injured.
In the end, Song Yaozhuo handed him a whole tomato to comfort him.
Because his live stream was banned, Zhou Baixi seized the opportunity to pre-record it. He edited today's recording into short videos to use as a way to attract viewers. Typical Zhou family businessmen!
But after dinner, the most classic moment is the beer bottle truth or dare game!
"Is Mr. Mo participating?" Jiang Chenzhou asked, placing the empty beer bottle in the middle of the table.
Tang Ke subtly dissed someone, saying, "Everyone gets a share. Besides, President Mo keeps such a close eye on people; it wouldn't be right not to participate."
Jiang Chenzhou, Gu Xiaojun, and Song Yaozhuo all understood what he said, but Yan Qingxie Tingsi were completely out of it and looked utterly bewildered.
Meanwhile, Yu Qiuchi was mindlessly munching on that tomato, and it was actually quite delicious! It was just that the juice was dripping all over his hands, which was a bit annoying.
Mo Weiyun slowly and methodically wiped his hands with a tissue. Yu Qiuchi's hands felt very comfortable to the touch, smooth and delicate like mutton fat jade, making one reluctant to let go.
Mo Weiyun moved slowly, but he could understand what Tang Ke meant. He glanced at Tang Ke lightly and said with his thin lips slightly parted, "Okay."
“In that case, Mr. Mo will participate on Qiu Chi’s behalf!” Xie Tingsi spun the wine bottle on the table.
No sooner had he finished speaking than the bottle was pointed directly at him.
"Brother Si, I have to say your luck is amazing!" Yan Qing gave him a thumbs up.
Xie Tingsi chuckled to himself. He took a swig of beer and then drew a card from a pile of blue cards.
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