Chapter 119 Do you want to eat the noodles I cooked?
After dinner, he played with his younger sister for a while, and then the three siblings went back to their respective rooms.
Shen Yunqi had just finished putting away the two sets of clothes that Yan Buyu had bought for him when there was a knock on the door.
He opened the door, and there was his beloved little sister.
She entered with a smile, carrying a bowl of iced jelly. "Brother, let's chat for a bit."
"What are you talking about?" Shen Yunqi took the bowl from her and walked into the house. "Talk about how you and your older brother went shopping, ate, had fun, and even took selfies together? You've never posted a photo of the two of us on your WeChat Moments."
Without a word, you could tell that her brother was still jealous.
“Brother,” Yan Buyu sat down, his face serious, “we’ve misunderstood you before.”
"What?"
Yan Buyu told Shen Yunqi everything that had happened that day, without missing a single detail.
As she spoke, her eyes reddened again.
Shen Yunqi glanced at her and handed her a tissue. "Oh, I see. I've never met his mother either, and I've never heard of these things. I thought they were in England and would get along well."
Silence is also an option.
My elder brother and Ms. Qi are both in the UK.
He rarely goes home, and when he does return to Beijing, he stays in his own house and doesn't live with them.
Such behavior subconsciously leads people to believe that he has a good relationship with his biological mother and is therefore estranged from his father.
If Yan Buyu hadn't witnessed their interaction firsthand, he wouldn't have believed it.
She shrugged. "But the truth is, he was very polite to Ms. Qi, and he didn't seem to rely on his mother."
She had just wanted to tell her brother these things and ask for his permission, but her brother seemed indifferent.
Shen Yunqi didn't speak, but looked down at the ice jelly her sister had brought.
He grew up with his parents.
Although he was scolded all the time, his parents still spoiled him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to eat, drink, and have fun so freely.
Shen Yanzhou...studies and works in the UK all by himself.
How has he managed all these years without his younger sister by his side?
And judging from his old-fashioned appearance, he certainly wouldn't go out to seek pleasure.
Is all you do every day just read those sleep-inducing books and deal with those shrewd, unpleasant business veterans...?
"Brother, you feel sorry for Big Brother too, don't you?" Yan Buyu leaned closer to him and saw that his eyes were a little wet. "Let's get along well with Big Brother from now on. He's a good person and a good older brother."
Shen Yunqi patted her head and said, "I've gotten along well with him now, and I don't talk back to him anymore."
"Because of the deduction of wages," Yan Buyu said casually. "My brother said that your monthly salary is 200,000 yuan, but if you are late, leave early, or talk back to him, you will only have 100,000 yuan left."
Shen Yunqi: ...
When did Shen Yanzhou behave himself? He secretly complained about her.
"Alright~" Yan Buyu grabbed his arm and shook it. "Brother is good, big brother is good, our family is good, right? I'm telling you this because I really feel that I was wrong before. I don't want you to have any regrets in the future, after all, you are brothers."
"What are you saying?" Shen Yunqi glared at her. "Aren't you family too? You're always trying to distance yourself from us."
“Yes, yes, yes, we’re all family,” Yan Buyu said with a smile. She knew that her brother’s mindset had changed. “Then I’m going to sleep. You should get some rest too. Aren’t you going to meet people from Hong Kong tomorrow?”
"I'll take you back to your room." Shen Yunqi stood up.
Yan Buyu had a very fulfilling day.
The psychological satisfaction helped her fall asleep quickly.
Before falling asleep, she felt like something was missing, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
When she got up the next day and came to the restaurant, looking at Si Jingxu who was almost shrouded in black mist, she remembered what she felt was missing the night before.
"Good morning, Brother Jingxu," Yan Buyu greeted dryly.
Si Jingxu glanced at her indifferently, raised his wrist to check his watch, "It's quite early, only ten o'clock, lunch hasn't been made yet."
Yan Buyu's eyelids twitched. This man's sour tone was exactly the same as her brother's behavior in the main hall yesterday.
Was it also because of her?
"Did your visit to your grandfather's friend yesterday go well? When did you get back?" Yan Buyu chuckled and sat down.
Si Jingxu scoffed lightly, his voice lazy, "Shunli, when did you get back? Let me think, was it seven or eight o'clock? Anyway, the plain noodles you guys had smelled pretty good."
His grandfather's friend invited him to dinner, but he insisted on declining, just so he could come back and eat with her.
As a result, he rested in the room for a while, while the three siblings ate noodles outside.
No one thought to ask him if he was home.
He remained silent as the sun's rays throbbed.
The young master returned while we were eating noodles?
She had completely forgotten about him by evening because he hadn't shown up.
"Ah, noodles? They're not very good. I made them, just watery soup, enough to fill my stomach," Yan Buyu said, unsure of where her guilty conscience came from. She touched the tip of her nose. "My older brother's chef makes really good fried rice. Have you eaten? I'll get you a bowl of fried rice."
“I’m not eating,” Si Jingxu said coldly. “My stomach hurts, and rice feels gritty.”
Actually, you can chew it a few more times.
Yan Buyu thought to herself, but didn't have the courage to say it out loud. "Then let them cook you a bowl of noodles?"
Si Jingxu paused for a second, then asked, "Can you recreate the taste from last night?"
Silence: ...
She seemed to understand a little.
She turned her head to look at him and asked cautiously, "Do you want to eat the noodles I cooked?"
Si Jingxu glanced at her.
He was startled without saying a word.
She saw the sorrow in the young master's eyes.
Come to think of it, around seven or eight o'clock is when you're hungry, and everything smells delicious at that time.
If you can't eat it, it will become an obsession.
"Then I'll cook you a bowl, but let me make it clear first, my cooking is so-so, so don't get your hopes up too high," Yan Buyu stood up, "Brother Jingxu, do you have any dietary restrictions?"
Si Jingxu coughed. "Hmm, use less vinegar."
Silence: ...
The noodles cooked quickly. When Si Jingxu saw her carrying the tray in, he quickly got up to greet her. "You can cook them yourself. Let them bring them. Did you get burned?"
He took her hand and looked at it; it wasn't red, but fair and tender.
Yan Buyu felt a warmth in his hands, which made his face feel hot as well.
She pulled her hand back, saying, "Auntie put it up for me, you should eat it."
Si Jingxu finally, finally, finally got to eat the noodles that Yan Buyu had personally cooked.
Before picking up the chopsticks, take out your phone, take a picture, and post it on WeChat Moments.
Yan Buyu was quite puzzled. Had these rich young masters never seen anything like this before?
Even eating noodles is worth taking a picture of.
She peeked out and saw that it didn't look very appealing.
“Your two brothers won’t be back until tonight. I’ll take you out this afternoon.” Si Jingxu picked up a big mouthful of noodles.
It tasted just as he had imagined.
"I don't want to play anymore." Yan Buyu picked up a shrimp dumpling and took a bite. "It's not as fun as my older brother's garden."
"Don't want to play? Want to make money?" Si Jingxu smiled. "I'll take you to check out a tourism project. If you think it's okay, I'll invest with you."
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