Chapter 272 It's for your son!
"Oh." Yan Buyu breathed a sigh of relief. "Have you eaten?"
Song Jingyi smiled. "You want to treat me to dinner?"
Yan Buyu nodded, "I was thinking of calling you, but I was afraid it would be impolite to invite you at the last minute. Since you're here, that's perfect."
Song Jingyi didn't say anything and followed his sister outside.
He wanted to correct her so that she wouldn't need to check the time or make an appointment in advance to see him in the future.
But upon closer reflection, that's just how Xiaoyu is.
They're not that close yet.
They weren't as close as the two Shen brothers.
Take it slow, give him time, and give the little fish time too.
Chen Mo drove, and Mu Zi sat in the passenger seat.
Yan Buyu and Song Jingyi sat in the back.
"Shall we go somewhere first? I need to get something." She asked Song Jingyi, "Are you busy today? Will this take up your time?"
That's still too polite.
Song Jingyi said, "No, I've been doing nothing lately, I'm very free every day. If no one contacts me, I'll either stay at home or go to a bar to drink."
Chen Mo: ...
Mu Zi: ...
She took Yan Buyu seriously and, unusually, nagged a few times, "When you come over for dinner, I see you drink a lot. You should drink less; it's bad for your stomach."
Song Jingyi's eyes were gentle, and he softly hummed in agreement.
This was advice from his family; he had lived for almost thirty years and had never received it from his own parents.
Now his sister can give it to him.
He really got a great deal.
"A gold shop?" Song Jingyi looked at the shop Yan Buyu was heading to with surprise. "What do you want to buy?"
"I've already bought it, wait for me a moment." Yan Buyu didn't let Song Jingyi get out of the car, but only took Mu Zi with him.
A few minutes later, the girl opened the car door, carrying two red gift bags and wearing a sweet smile.
Infected by her, Song Jingyi's lips unconsciously turned up, and he couldn't help but ask, "What treasure makes our little fish so happy?"
With a smile, she opened the box. "Brother Jingyi, this is for my little nephew. Isn't it pretty?"
The gleaming gold lock made Song Jingyi pause in confusion for a moment.
Does either Shen Yanzhou or Shen Yunqi have a child?
Why wasn't that mentioned in his file?
"Is it your eldest brother's child, or your elder brother's?" Song Jingyi asked.
“How could that be? My older brother and his girlfriend don’t even have one, so where would a child come from?” Yan Buyu held the box out in front of him. “It’s for your son.”
Song Jingyi understood.
This is a case of information asymmetry.
Xiaoyu only knew that the Shen couple had gone to attend his son's full-month celebration, but he didn't know that the child was someone he had arranged to fool the old man.
She had a bright smile on her face; she must really like children.
"Xiaoyu," Song Jingyi called her, unsure how to express himself for the first time, "Um, I don't have children."
"Huh?" Yan Buyu withdrew his hand in surprise. "Didn't my mother and uncle go to Italy to celebrate your son's one-month birthday?"
She also heard a lot of gossip.
That seems correct.
Chen Mo and Mu Zi, who were in front of them, kept their eyes fixed straight ahead, but their ears perked up simultaneously.
No wonder Acheng couldn't resist taking a sneaky photo.
They'd never seen Yi-ge like this before.
“Ahem,” Song Jingyi cleared his throat, “I don’t have any children. I created that child to spite Song Shuchen. He’s the son of one of my men, and I’m just borrowing him for a few days.”
"Ah..." Yan Buyu didn't even know which thing to be shocked about first.
They found a fake child and then held a grand full-month celebration for it.
Can you really borrow someone else's child? Use it? Borrow it to use?
Although surprised, she quickly composed herself.
Doing that all the time is impolite.
She lowered her head and silently closed the box, her voice muffled, "Oh, I see. I thought I was going to be an aunt."
I was excited for most of the night.
Just as I was about to put the box back into the gift bag, that tattooed hand pressed down on it.
"It's bound to happen sooner or later. Why don't you give it to me first, and I'll keep it for your nephew for a while?" He couldn't bear to disappoint his sister and tried to cheer her up.
“You’re right, it was bound to happen sooner or later.” Yan Buyu chuckled and put the item away. “But this isn’t anything valuable, so you don’t need to keep it safe. You can give it to the child you borrowed, as an appearance fee.”
"He's really made a profit." Song Jingyi took the gift bag. "Xiaoyu, thank you."
Thank you for remembering that you have such a little nephew.
Thank you for remembering to buy gifts for the children.
He really, really likes the kind and polite little fish.
"I should thank you." He protected her like a hero who descended from the sky when she was in danger time and time again.
She suddenly sneezed.
Mu Zi, who was in front, immediately took a tissue from the car and gave it to her.
"Cold?" Song Jingyi frowned. "Amo, turn the temperature up."
"Yes, Brother Yi."
"It's nothing," Yan Buyu waved his hand. "My nose was a little uncomfortable, but it's fine now."
Long Yu's Thai restaurant.
Without saying a word, she led Song Jingyi directly to her private room.
"It's Long Yu's restaurant. He's been very good to me. This private room is just for me; he specially reserved it for me," Yan Buyu introduced. "You remember Long Yu, right?"
“Yes, I remember,” Song Jingyi replied earnestly, “the one who knew what you liked to eat and even prepared dumplings.”
"Yes, that's him, he's so funny." Yan Buyu handed him the menu. "Jingyi, see what you want to eat. It's on me today."
Song Jingyi took the menu and put it aside. "You order. I'll eat whatever you like."
He remained silent and stunned for a few seconds.
He chuckled softly. Yes, they have similar tastes.
During the meal, she discovered something amazing.
She usually doesn't have much desire to share or chat with people she doesn't know much about.
But for Song Jingyi, it was completely different.
She didn't know him, and she wasn't familiar with him.
But when the two of them are together, she feels very relaxed.
There's no need to deliberately find topics; she can just say whatever comes to mind, and the other person will always engage in a serious conversation with her.
Chen Mo and Mu Zi also sat down, neither of them saying a word, just eating in silence.
Yan Buyu glanced at the two of them, then looked at Song Jingyi, "Brother Jingyi, where's Acheng? Isn't he with you anymore?"
"He's gone out for a couple of days because of some business. What, you want to beat him up?" Song Jingyi picked up his cup and took a sip of coconut water. "Jingyi-ge will help you, okay?"
“Why would I beat him up? He’s quite funny,” Yan Buyu said, eating a piece of meat. “I just think that since the people around you don’t like to talk, having a chatterbox like him around would probably make you less lonely.”
Actually, Jingyi doesn't like to talk much. His expression only softens when he's facing himself.
I will try my best to say a few more words.
His life before must have been very lonely.
Song Jingyi tightened his grip on the cup.
The little fish is worried about him.
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