The car was parked smoothly in the garage. Shen Jiazhou got out of the car first and took out two large bags from the trunk.
Wen Shuqiao also came over and said, "I can carry it up myself. Don't you have things to do?"
Shen Jiazhou rolled up his sleeves to his forearms and deftly pulled the things out: "No rush, I'll help you carry them up."
As he spoke, he walked confidently toward the elevator, adding, "Close the trunk."
Wen Shuqiao reached out and pressed the button, watching the back door slowly close before stepping in.
Shen Jiazhou walked slowly, and she quickly caught up with him, her eyes falling on his hand.
The object was quite heavy, and his bare arms were taut from the weight, with even the veins bulging slightly.
She pursed her lips, reached out, and took the strap from Shen Jiazhou's pocket, saying, "Let's share the burden."
Shen Jiazhou looked down and saw that the thing wasn't heavy to begin with; when the two of them lifted it together, it felt like it had no weight at all.
However, he didn't say anything. After all, it was only a few steps to home, and there was no need to argue with Wen Shuqiao about who should take it.
The elevator arrived quickly. Wen Shuqiao went in and pressed her floor button. Before the elevator doors closed, her phone rang again. She glanced at it; it was an unfamiliar number. She rejected the call, turned off her phone, and put it back in her bag.
Shen Jiazhou noticed and asked, "Why did you turn it off so suddenly?"
Looking at the fluctuating numbers, Wen Shuqiao replied, "It's an unfamiliar number. I don't even need to guess who's calling. Why bother answering?"
Besides the Su family, no one else would contact her using an unfamiliar number. After hanging up on Su Sisi in the car, she blocked her number. Needless to say, she blocked every other member of the Su family who called her.
She couldn't help but ask, "What exactly is your grandfather thinking?"
Wen Shuqiao still hasn't figured it out.
Shen Jiazhou pursed his lips: "I'll handle it. Don't worry, there won't be any messy family reunion banquets."
Wen Shuqiao said, "I'm not worried. I don't blame you. I just can't understand why he did that."
She trusted Shen Jiazhou's character, and she knew enough about the Shen family's affairs that she would not hold her accountable.
Wen Shuqiao asked, "Is it related to what he gave Can Can?"
"There's some truth to that," Shen Jiazhou said. "That's just how he is. He always hopes for harmony and prosperity in the family, even though he knows deep down that it's impossible. This time, he probably realized that the others weren't going to just brush him off, so he decided to go all out."
But as people get older, the less they have, the more they want to get.
Shen Jiazhou usually didn't have time to deal with him, but the other members of the Shen family would still put on a good show for the sake of those interests.
This time, he stated in front of others that he wanted to re-plan the estate and give away Chan Chan land.
Can Can is still young, but she is already a hot commodity. However, they dare not say anything sarcastic to Shen Jiazhou, and only dare to whisper in the old man's ear.
He glanced at his phone while waiting for the light to turn green. Lin Yan told him that Shen Fang had asked him to convey a request to meet him and Can Can alone.
His intentions were still obvious. He was so excited when he heard the news that he jumped up and down, but when he actually met him, he didn't say a word. He probably thought about it carefully at home these past few days.
The elevator arrived, and the two of them stepped out carrying their things. They remained silent for a moment until they entered the house and closed the door. Only then did Wen Shuqiao ask, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Shen Jiazhou was changing his shoes when he heard Wen Shuqiao's reply. He simply said, "No need. You and Cancan can live your lives as you normally would."
He changed his shoes, bent down slightly to take the other half of what Wen Shuqiao was carrying, and walked towards the dining table with the things in his hands.
Wen Shuqiao glanced at him, changed her shoes, casually put her bag on the cabinet, and went inside. Shen Jiazhou had already taken out the things he had just bought at the supermarket one by one.
Wen Shuqiao sorted through the items and asked, "What do you plan to do when you get back?"
Holding the nutritional milk powder he had just selected, Shen Jiazhou said, "What else can I do? The old man is just crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide, so I'll just do what he says."
Wen Shuqiao imagined it for a moment, then sighed, "Hmm, I can't quite figure it out."
Shen Jiazhou glanced at her: "...Don't let your imagination run wild."
"Oh." Wen Shuqiao shrugged, took the vegetables into the kitchen, and a moment later Shen Jiazhou also came in, still holding the can of milk powder: "Where do you put the milk powder?"
"Just put it on the table, I'll collect it later." Wen Shuqiao was putting things into the refrigerator without even turning her head.
Shen Jiazhou took the milk powder out again and quietly brought over the other things on the table.
As soon as Wen Shuqiao turned her head, he handed her the dishes.
She took it, thanked her, and then asked, "You go ahead with your work. Actually, you don't need to help me. I can finish it by myself very quickly."
Shen Jiazhou simply handed her what he was holding: "What is this...?"
“…I didn’t mean to send you away.” Wen Shuqiao quickly interrupted him, “Didn’t you say you needed to go back to the Shen family to handle some matters? I was afraid of taking up your time.”
Shen Jiazhou isn't just anyone; she wouldn't rush him to leave.
And whether it was just her imagination or not, Shen Jiazhou seemed a bit strange today, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Ultimately, she concluded that he hadn't yet figured out how to handle the situation.
That's true, after all, one is his grandfather and the other is his nephew. You can see that Shen Jiazhou's attitude towards the old man is different from that towards the rest of the Shen family.
“It won’t delay you,” Shen Jiazhou said. “Gu Xingyuan just messaged me. He’s back with Can Can now. I’ll wait for him.”
Just as Wen Shuqiao was about to close the refrigerator door, she noticed the uneaten fruit and asked, "Want some? Strawberries? Cherries?"
"I won't eat it," Shen Jiazhou refused.
Wen Shuqiao packed a few cherries for herself, washed them under the tap, and turned around with the bowl in her hand. She saw Shen Jiazhou staring at her. After she noticed him, she turned around and left the kitchen as if nothing had happened.
Wen Shuqiao: ...
What exactly is he trying to do?
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