The two quickly went downstairs and got into their car.
On the way, Qin Yulong casually asked Wen Yan, "What does Third Brother look like? Who does he look more like? Dad or Mom?"
"!" This question stumped Wen Yan.
She didn't know how to answer; only her inner thoughts were running.
Would she believe me if I told her I'd never met Third Brother before?
Qin Yulong definitely couldn't believe that. She had lived in this family for so many years, how could she not have seen the third son of the Shen family?
Qin Yulong blurted out, "How could you not have seen Third Brother? Are you kidding me?"
"Huh?!" Wen Yan was completely stunned when she heard Qin Yulong say that. "Did I say something like that?"
She even began to question herself, wondering if she had accidentally revealed her true feelings.
Did you say those words out loud but not realize it?
No way, I didn't say anything just now.
Qin Yulong also frowned, realizing she had spoken too quickly and immediately tried to make amends.
But several seconds passed, and she still couldn't come up with a perfect reason, so she simply laughed and mumbled:
"No? Then I must be hallucinating. That's really strange."
“Yes!” Wen Yan immediately followed her words, “You must be hallucinating. As for me, I haven’t seen Third Brother for several years. As for who he looks like, I don’t think he looks like anyone else. He just looks like himself.”
Qin Yulong nodded.
Wen Yan immediately changed the subject: "Do you think our variety show's Third Brother could help out, like being a cultural consultant or something?"
Qin Yulong nodded again: "With his academic achievements, of course he can. The key is whether he can agree. Are you on good terms with him?"
After asking that question, Qin Yulong raised one eyebrow... Well, it was a wasted question. She hadn't even met the third son of the Shen family more than a few times, so how could they have a good relationship?
Sure enough, Wen Yan spoke frankly: "It's probably not going to work, because we're not very familiar with each other. But we're family after all, so maybe he'll give us the time of day. Anyway, we can find an opportunity to talk to him after we meet him. But we'll have to go together, okay? I'm worried I can't convince him on my own."
"Sure," Qin Yulong chuckled. "It's rare to see you lack confidence."
Wen Yan scoffed, "I'm doing this to show our sincerity. Think about it, it's definitely better for the two main project leaders to sincerely invite us than for one person to go and talk, right? If necessary, we can also call on Second Brother. Maybe Second Brother and Fourth Brother have a good relationship, and maybe a word from them can settle things."
"That makes sense."
The car quickly drove back to the Shen family villa.
When they parked, the two saw a car they had never seen before. It was covered in dust, a stark contrast to Shen Jingchuan's luxury supercar.
“It must be Third Brother’s,” Wen Yan said confidently.
Qin Yulong nodded: "I heard that he's either in the pit or on his way to the pit. I feel like his line of work isn't easy."
“Right? That must be because he’s incredibly dedicated and passionate!” Wen Yan’s tone remained as certain as ever. “If he wasn’t passionate enough, he could easily sit in an office. He’s reached his current position at such a young age. No matter what he does in other areas, he must be an outstanding person in his field!”
The two chatted about this and that as they went home.
As soon as Wen Yan entered the living room, she saw Shen Jingchuan carrying a fruit plate toward the coffee table, while the others were sitting on the sofa chatting.
Without saying a word, Wen Yan stepped forward and hooked her arm around Shen Jingchuan's neck.
"That's great, you've become more diligent, you even know to bring fruit to everyone."
Shen Jingchuan bent over, captivated by Wen Yan's charm, and looked at her with a puzzled expression, his brows furrowed.
When their eyes met, Wen Yan's eyes widened suddenly.
"Wow!! It's only been a week! What have you been up to? Got a tan? You're two shades darker than before. And your hair? You got a haircut too, changed your style?"
As she spoke, Wen Yan reached out and touched Chen Jingchuan's hair.
But before Wen Yan's fingers could even touch a hair on his head, her wrist was grabbed by him.
Immediately afterwards, a voice that was all too familiar came from the side of the two of them.
"Wen Yan, what are you doing?"
Wen Yan looked in the direction of the sound.
Unbelievable! There's another Shen Jingchuan standing there! A Shen Jingchuan with fair skin, an elegant hairstyle, and a speechless expression!
Wen Yan glanced at him, then at the young man in front of her who looked exactly like Shen Jingchuan and whose neck she was hooking around, and suddenly realized what was going on.
[Good heavens, so the third and fourth sons of the Shen family are twins!]
She had never heard anyone mention this before.
She actually mistook her third and fourth brothers in public; how embarrassing!
"Hehe," she quickly laughed it off, "I made a mistake, I mistook Third Brother for Fourth Brother. I'm sorry, Third Brother, I didn't realize it for a moment."
As she spoke, Wen Yan quickly released Shen Jingcheng, the third son of the Shen family, and straightened the wrinkles on his clothes.
He seemed really annoyed by my actions just now, which was definitely offensive, but I didn't know he was Shen Jingcheng... How embarrassing, he seems angry.
Wen Yan thought to herself, but then she realized that Shen Jingcheng wasn't actually angry.
After recovering from his shock, he immediately gave Wen Yan a warm and gentle smile.
"It's okay, I guess you mistook me for Jingchuan too. I didn't believe it when Mom told me you two were close, but now I do. Come sit down and have some fruit with us."
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