Before the evening class, Yan Qingyue asked for an hour and a half leave to leave the school.

Because it is Yan Chengye’s birthday today, the family of three plans to invite a few good friends to have a simple meal together in a restaurant.

Originally, Yan Chengye wanted Yan Qingyue to take Shi Yan along, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was glared at by Yan's mother.

Mother Yan said in an ambiguous tone: "That child likes quietness and probably won't like such a lively occasion."

So, let’s just leave it at that.

At the dinner table.

Happy faces and laughter, clinking glasses.

"Qingyue?" An elder asked about Yan Qingyue's studies, but didn't get an answer for a long time. Yan's mother looked to the side and found that her daughter looked absent-minded.

"Why are you in a daze? Uncle Xia is talking to you."

Yan Qingyue was still stunned and disappointed that Shi Yan didn't come. After hearing this, she came to her senses and stood up quickly. "...Sorry, Uncle Xia."

This Uncle Xia is Xia Jin, who opened a flower shop with Yan Chengye.

"It's okay, it's okay," Xia Jin waved his hand. He didn't take Yan Qingyue's distraction seriously. He just thought that Yan Qingyue was tired from class, so he said with concern: "No matter how busy you are in study, you should pay attention to the combination of work and rest."

"OK."

That’s all.

Xia Jin turned around and started chatting with Yan Chengye and the others, talking about the flower shop.

"Old Yan, remember that time when you sprained your waist, didn't I have someone transplant some roses to the garden of that client's villa? The housekeeper of that house said that his master was quite satisfied."

It is naturally a very happy thing that major customers are satisfied.

Yan Chengye also smiled: "That's good, that's good."

Xia Jin added: "Later, on the day of the transplant, I met the owner of the villa."

Although the flower shop jointly owned by Yan Chengye and Xia Jin has been supplying flowers and plants to the villa for nearly a year and a half, matters such as handover have always been handled by the villa's housekeeper.

The real owner of the villa has never been seen.

It is said that because the owner lives in Xiangyang District and seldom comes to Chaohe District, the house is empty, so it is difficult to see him in person.

Hearing this, Yan Chengye immediately became interested: "Really?"

"Yes," Xia Jin said in a surprised tone, "The owner of the villa is a young girl. As for her age——"

Xia Jin's eyes subconsciously swept around the dining table, then stopped on Yan Qingyue, his eyes lighting up.

"Yes, it should be about the same age as Qingyue!"

"What?"

Yan Chengye looked surprised, and even his mother looked over curiously.

Single villas in wealthy areas are not cheap, and the owners are either rich or noble.

Xia Jin explained: "I heard that this villa was given to this girl by one of her elders a few years ago."

"No wonder. Isn't it common for wealthy families like this to give away houses and cars as gifts?"

"How many 'rich families' are there?" someone nearby asked curiously.

Xia Jin said, "This family's surname is Sheng."

Seeing that the other party still didn't understand, Xia Jin smiled and explained again: "Xiangyang District, Sheng of Sheng Real Estate, and Sheng of the former chairman of Ruize Hotel Group."

"You mean—"

The man's eyes widened in surprise.

Xia Jin nodded in affirmation.

Ordinary people may rarely pay attention to information about business and finance.

The two names in Xia Jinkou's name have long been household names.

While everyone was chatting animatedly, Yan Qingyue paused instinctively when Xia Jin mentioned the word "Sheng".

She combined this with what Xia Jin had said - the owner of the villa was from Xiangyang District, had not been here before, and was the same age as herself, and the person who gave the villa to her was an elder whose family ran a hotel.

Yan Qingyue almost instantly matched the owner of the villa mentioned by Xia Kou with the person she thought of in her mind.

Sheng Yuan.

Then draw conclusions.

The owner of the villa is Sheng Yuan.

At the same time, Sheng Yuan is also a major customer of her flower shop.

“…”

Yan Qingyue didn't know what words to use to describe the subtle mood she was feeling at the moment.

* Because Yan Qingyue had asked for leave and couldn't stay for too long.

When the meal was almost over, a few elders wanted to stay and continue drinking, but she should go back to school.

"Yueyue, be careful on the road and don't wander around."

Yan's mother originally wanted to send her daughter back to school, but she had to go back to watch her husband and not let him drink too much. In addition, Yan Qingyue herself said that she didn't need to be sent, so Yan's mother only sent her to the entrance of the hotel.

The hotel is not far from the school, and Yan Qingyue can catch the first evening self-study class by walking back normally.

Just as she crossed a street, someone called her.

"Sister Qingyue!"

Yan Qingyue looked up at the source of the sound and recognized the person.

He was a neighbor who used to live downstairs in the old housing area. He had two sons. The eldest son was twenty-four or twenty-five years old and opened an Internet cafe, and the younger son was still in the second grade of junior high school.

It was the youngest son Xiaohui who called Yan Qingyue and asked her why she was here at this time.

Yan Qingyue said that it was her father's birthday so she asked for leave to go out for dinner and now she was preparing to go back to school.

Xiaohui seemed to remember something and suddenly said, "Sister Qingyue, please wait a moment and do me a favor!"

As he spoke, Xiaohui ran into his own Internet cafe behind him. When he came out, he was holding a black computer bag in his hand.

"Sister Qingyue, this is Brother Shi Yan's laptop. My computer was infected with a virus a few days ago and kept freezing, so I borrowed Brother Shi Yan's computer to get rid of the virus. Since you are going back to school, can you please bring the computer to Brother Shi Yan, please?"

"sure."

Yan Qingyue had no reason to refuse.

Xiao Hui said sweetly: "Thank you, sister. I would also like to trouble you to say thank you to Brother Shi Yan."

Yan Qingyue smiled slightly and said, "Okay."

She took the computer bag from Xiaohui and held it carefully with both hands, as if she was handling some fragile and precious item.

Xiaohui was very surprised to see this and asked Yan Qingyue what she was doing.

Yan Qingyue looked down at the computer bag and said in a gentle voice, "A laptop is a relatively expensive item. Shi Yan worked hard as a part-time worker on weekends to earn money. He must have saved up for a long time to buy it. Of course I have to be careful with it and not break it."

"...No." Xiao Hui was puzzled and said, "The price of this computer is not bad for Brother Shi Yan. He can get hundreds of thousands of prizes by participating in any competition."

Yan Qingyue was stunned, thinking she had heard wrongly: "W-what?"

Xiao Hui scratched his head: "Sister Qingyue, don't you know that in those online programming competitions, people often ask Brother Shi Yan to be a contestant."

"I remember that in one competition, Brother Shi Yan easily won the highest prize of 880,000 yuan."

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