Chapter 233 I Promised Little Fish
With the invitation from his elders, Long Yu naturally stayed.
He is easygoing, humorous, perceptive, and knows who in the family he should please the most.
Lan Xinyan laughed several times because of his joke.
"You silly child, if you keep making me laugh, I'm going to get wrinkles." Lan Xinyan pressed her eyelids, her eyes brimming with tears of laughter.
"What are you saying? If you don't get some wrinkles soon, the aunties and mothers your age will start to complain. How come you're the only one who stays young forever?" Long Yu said, handing Shen Zhiye a cup of tea.
Shen Yunqi pouted and muttered to Shen Yanzhou in a low voice, "Those who know him would think he wants to be Buyu's mother, but those who don't would think he wants to compete with Si Jingxu for the position of son-in-law."
Shen Yanzhou choked on his tea and coughed a few times.
"Hey, Yanzhou, what's wrong?" Long Yu hurriedly handed Shen Yanzhou a tissue. "Is the tea not good?"
"Big brother, what's wrong?" Yan Buyu also came over; she had never seen her brother so out of sorts.
"It's nothing," Shen Yanzhou waved his hand and asked his sister, "Are you hungry?"
"Hungry? That's easy." Long Yu clapped his hands. "Give me ten minutes."
He went to prepare lunch, and Lan Xinyan praised him, saying, "This child is really good. He speaks interestingly, is sensible, and has a business mind."
“He’s the smartest one in the family,” Shen Zhiye commented. “The family business will double in his generation.”
"Still praising her? Someone's here to steal your daughter from you." Shen Yunqi pouted and took a sip of tea.
"What the hell?" Shen Zhiye didn't hear clearly. "What are you muttering about?"
“I said,” Shen Yunqi put down his teacup, “Old Shen, you need to take better care of yourself. In two years, you won’t be good enough for my mother.”
"You brat!"
Yan Buyu laughed and fell onto the sofa. If she kept laughing like that, she would get wrinkles before her mother.
Shen Yanzhou chuckled softly.
The midday sun was too strong to go out for a stroll, so Lan Xinyan and Shen Zhiye went back to their room to rest.
Shen Yunqi brought a game console and played games with his older brother and younger sister.
Without any elders around, Long Yu no longer considered herself an outsider and naturally blended in.
"Hey, Shen Lao Er, let me have one more time, just one more time." Long Yu held the game controller and stared anxiously at the screen. "You're too fast."
“I’ve let you have your way a few times already,” Shen Yunqi said unhappily. “If you can play, then play. If you can’t, give it to my sister. She’s faster than you.”
"No, no, no," Long Yu said with a forced smile, "This is the last time."
Yan Buyu's phone rang; it was Si Jingxu.
Jingxu's brother: [Look at my WeChat Moments and give me a like]
She clicked on it and was speechless.
A photo shows a thick stack of documents awaiting signature on his desk, captioned: "Listen to my girlfriend, work hard, and support my family."
She exited the app and sent a message to Si Jingxu: "I saw it, but, Jingxu-gege, can I not like it?"
If she clicks, then their mutual friends will see it.
It's really...so embarrassing.
Jingxu's brother: [That won't do, you have to like it, otherwise I'll keep posting until you like it.]
Under pressure, I reluctantly gave a like without saying a word.
During halftime, Long Yu checked his WeChat Moments on his phone.
Then she replied cheerfully: 【Oh, Jingxu, what about work? Poor thing, unlike me, I can play games with my sister at the resort.】
Young Master He: [What manor? What younger sister? What game?]
Maple in the Wind: [Your mountain villa? Silent Sister? The new game Shen Lao Er bought?]
Brother Long: [Hey, I haven't told you guys yet, this whole thing has gotten really messy, hahaha.]
Young Master He: [I recently met a friend from somewhere, and I learned a new word that perfectly describes you.]
Brother Long: [What word is it? Tell me.]
Young Master He: [You little bastard!]
Brother Long: [...You wretched poet, you're an insult to literature]
After reading the comments section, Yan Buyu was so amused he was practically rolling on the floor laughing.
"Buyu," Shen Yanzhou called to her, "would you like to rest for a while?"
"Okay, then you guys have a good time." She smiled as she got up and went upstairs to call Si Jingxu.
It was quiet on Si Jingxu's end. He chatted with Yan Buyu in a low voice for a while and successfully coaxed her to sleep.
"Mr. Si, this is the last document that needs your signature. The signature page is marked with a sticky note." Zhou Ze leaned over from the passenger seat and handed him the document.
"Okay." Si Jingxu put his phone aside and carefully signed his name.
When Xiao Yumo arrived at the villa, he was told that Long Yu was there.
He knew that kid was up to no good.
I finished up everything I could at the company in half a day and rushed to my girlfriend's place.
He originally didn't want to disturb Xiao Yu's family's rare trip, but since Long Yu had stayed, it wouldn't be appropriate for him, as the future son-in-law, not to go.
Add to that the comments on my WeChat Moments, just wait and see.
It turned into a team-building activity again.
While Yan Buyu was asleep, Mu Zi sent Song Jingyi a message: "Miss is in a good mood; she's been smiling all day."
Song Jingyi read those words several times.
After leaving the factory, he drove around the vicinity of the Shen family's house twice, and then started drinking when he got home.
There were several empty bottles on the table all night long.
But he wasn't drunk at all.
The silence was shattered when the door was suddenly opened.
"Boss! Aren't you going to do anything about Ze Ming?!" A-Cheng stormed in, his face full of anger. "There's only one second left! The last second, the second before Yan Qihang breathes his last! That brat Ze Ming, come out and shoot him!"
“Well done,” Song Jingyi said to the quiet Ze Ming behind him. “How did you handle it?”
"Boss! I'm talking to you!!!" Acheng was furious. It was like he had painstakingly peeled a plate of shrimp and was about to enjoy it when someone else took the whole plate and ate it all.
Who could tolerate this?
"The bullet was removed, and the car and its occupants rolled down the mountain. I watched it burn with my own eyes." Ze Ming showed Song Jingyi several photos and videos of the scene.
"I trust you to handle things. You've been working hard lately, take a few days off to rest." After reviewing the documents, Song Jingyi confirmed that there were no errors; it was a perfectly staged car accident scene.
"No? Bro, I'm invisible again?" Acheng chattered on and on, "You have to give me an explanation!"
"Explain my ass," Song Jingyi said without even looking at him, lighting a cigarette. "Now that you've finished your business, go back to Italy."
"No, what's it called? Starting something and then abandoning it?" Acheng plopped down on the ground, his tone softening. "No, I won't complain anymore, okay? Don't send me back, brother, I was wrong."
Ze Ming glanced at A Cheng with disdain. "Yi-ge, should I go back to Italy?"
"Go back. Let Amo tell you if there's anything." Song Jingyi stood up.
"Brother, where are you going?" Acheng quickly stood up.
“Me?” Song Jingyi chuckled softly, his eyes gentle. “I promised Xiaoyu that I would personally tell her the news of Yan Qihang’s death.”
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